chapter 10
WHAT WE CAN BE : in which eren deals with his crush on you like an elementary school kid.
eren likes you. a lot. but he treats your existence like it's god's punishment to humanity. and you, not having any idea why he loathes your presence so much, decided to not give a single fuck about him.
pairing: eren jaeger x f!reader, +slight!reiner x reader
genre: college au, e2l, fluff, crack
CH. 10: the dumb.
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Eren sees you from afar before he can even come close to the street you’re on. After a full year of staring at you, as weird as that sounds, he easily recognizes your head. He squints his green eyes and watches you stand there like a kindergarten kid with her juice box, waiting to be picked up by her parents. Or in your case: Jean, Connie and Sasha.
Wait.
“Where are her friends?”
Even though more than half of your interactions were awkward and eccentric, at least for him because you seem to not mind anything, Eren felt jovial. That was until you told him that you know how he hates you.
“That's not—”
“Orders to-go for Eren!”
“Shit.” He stands up quickly, gathering the paper bags but not forgetting to check its contents despite being in a dilemma.
You got your attention stolen by the chime of the bell by the door and your face lit up when you saw your friends along with Eren's enter the cafe. You raise your hand in a small wave to get their attention.
Sasha jumps straight into your arms and nuzzles her cheek on yours.
“[Naaaame]!” She cries, squeezing the air out of lungs. “I thought something happened to you!”
“You saw each other less than half an hour ago.” Connie states the obvious.
“Get off, Sasha.” Jean becomes the voice of reason as he faces you. “Did something happen to you? Do I have to sock Jaeger in the face?”
Or not.
“You saw each other less than half an hour ago.” The golden-eyed boys says again with more emphasis.
“Hi, Armin, Mikasa.” You nod at the two others as your friends, mostly Jean and Sasha, fuss over you.
“Hey, [Name].” Armin greets you first and Mikasa gives you a small hi. “We met Jean, Connie and Sasha on our way here so we all just walked together. You and Eren already got our snacks?”
You nod, and Sasha cheers on your side.
“Where's he?” The black-haired pretty girl asks.
“There.” You point to his direction.
Everyone except you stare in confusion at the tall male's constipated face.
Connie asks dumbly, “Why does Eren looks like he’s seen a ghost?”
Armin and Mikasa share a look.
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The seven of you are already inside the rented studio that looks way too professional for a bunch of sophomores who don't know what they're doing. Workshop tables, comfy chairs, and an air-conditioner are too much along with the nice walls and bright ambiance, but none of you complain at this steal of a place.
Your group split intro three: Jean being with Armin at the right corner, Mikasa— not having Annie as her partner because something came up, is stuck in the middle table guiding Connie and Sasha who's partners are also not with them while you and Eren sit on a table beside the window just in front of the blonde and the ash-blonde.
You blink. Eren blinks back.
“So…?”
You only tilt your head at your partner.
“How do we do this?” He asks, scratching his nape mindlessly.
“How do you want to do it?” You throw the question back at him. “Let's do whatever will make it easier for you.”
“I’m not an idiot.” The brunette scoffs, covering up the fact that he's flattered that you thought of him.
But that's not it.
“I am though.”
Eren double takes what you just said. “Come again?”
“Stupid.” You state shamelessly. “I’m not good at these things.”
“Studying? Don't you have high grades?” Eren prays to whoever's up there that you won't question how he knows that.
“I do. But this is not studying, just glorified existential crisis.”
“Pft—”
Eren snorts, finding your remark a little funny. Just a little. He covers it with a cough.
“Whatever.” He gets back on track. “Philosophy is about perspective and shit, right? So, uh, what do you think of this—” He gestures with his hands. “—whatever this project is?”
“I don't think.”
“You don't think what?” Eren coerces, confused as to why you paused mid sentence.
With a straight face, you clarify. “I just don't think at all.”
Now, Eren knows he’s not the dumbest person in the world but he didn’t expect out of all people that you would be more of an airhead than him. And it baffles him that you’re so self-aware of it.
“Are... are you actually stupid?” He asks incredulously. “You messing with me or something?”
“No.”
“Why? How?”
You shrug, looking back on your laptop. “I’m not going to explain my personality to you.”
Eren rubs his face and composes himself.
“Well, how are we going to start then, idiot?” He sighs. “Isn't this about discovering the self or something?”
You side-eye him. “Wouldn't be a lot of discovery if I'd just tell you.”
Eren's heart skips a beat.
Holy shit.
“...” A pen cap comes flying to Eren's nose. “Ow, what the fuck!”
The brunette glares at the direction of where it came from, expecting to be either Kirstein wanting to piss him off or from Connie and Sasha messing around. Instead, he locks eyes with Mikasa who's staring at him intensely.
“Sorry, you were out of focus.” She explains, but her eyes are telling her brother something else.
Redemption.
Eren gulps before turning back to you bashfully. “Uh, yeah. I guess you're right.”
He could hear Armin and Jean chuckling on their own table and Eren is willing to bet his life that those two are laughing at him. He throws them a flustered glare before focusing back on you.
“Then, we– we should get to know each other?” Eren asks uncertainly and you gave him a nod of affirmation. He relaxes at that. “It would help a little if we tell each other at least something though, anything.”
He is totally not using this as an excuse. “Sooo, are you always like... that?”
You look at him weirdly because of the word he used but you answer his question anyway. “I think so. People think I’m quiet because I have lots of thoughts but I’m just spacing out.”
“Huh.” Green eyes widen in enlightenment. “That... that actually explains a lot.”
“About what—?” You raise a brow but Eren immediately dismisses you off.
“Nothing. Forget about it.” He raps.
“What about you?” You inquire, tapping a pen on your notepad, pretending to be a therapist in your head. “Have you always been easily angered?”
“I'm not easily—!” He starts to defend but you quickly call him out.
“You're getting mad right now, Eren.”
Said male huffs, cheeks reddening at being caught but mostly because you said his name. “I'm not easily angered. ...Just a little intense.”
“Understatement of the year!” Jean shouts from their corner, slamming his hands on the table as Armin ushers him to sit back down.
“Shut your fucking mouth!” Eren mimicks the same action as your best friend.
“Yeah, right.” You mumble, finding your partner just like what he said he was: intense. You look up to him. “Sit down, please.”
“I—” Eren gapes in surprise.
He throws a glare at Jean when he saw the male smirk at him. Nonetheless, he follows your request with a scoff and crosses his arms like a little kid.
Mikasa's and Armin's eyes twinkled.
“Anyway, back to thinking.” You refresh, wanting to actually achieve something for today. “I don't think a lot about things. I kind of go by instincts.”
“Hm? You’re simple-minded then?”
“Very.” You answer blankly but your proud nod makes Eren want to fall off his seat. “Do you think a lot?”
About you? “More than you know.” He shrugs. “They're all senseless though.”
“Great, I guess we can start on that.” You note, and voice out your thought shamelessly, “I’m surprised though, aren’t you stupid?”
“What the fuck did you just say—”
“Annie calls you a himbo.” You state nonchalanty.
Eren's jaw drops. He now knows you're friends with his best friend's girlfriend but he doesn't know that she talks to you about him. Eren doesn't know what to feel regarding that. And among everyone else to talk shit about him to you, he expects it to be Jean, not Leonhart.
“She calls me what? Don't listen to her, she's a bad influence. Tell Annie to fuck off—”
“Hey!” Armin retorts from their table.
Eren doesn’t fall back and turns his attention to his best friend. “Tell your girlfriend to fuck off!”
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ah yes, more stupidity, highkey wanna punch them so baaad :( but an overthinker and one who doesnt think at all, theyre so cute lol
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