#alligent

It’s nothing unknown that Eric is headstrong and serious. Very serious. You are the only one that ever gets to see him let his guard down even a little. It’s a slow process. You try your hardest to get him to lighten up a bit, and occasionally, it actually works. He’s not as terrible during training, not bullying the transfers as much, and giving them just a little slack. Behind closed doors he can mess around with you a little, sometimes teasing you or joking around, but overall he’s still a very serious man. But you love him despite his faults. One of his big ones... Possessiveness. What’s his is his. End of discussion, no questions asked. A lot of the initiates that fear Eric avert their eyes from you when he’s around, it’s that bad. He isn’t around all the time when you are training, but when he is, he tends to stand in the back and watch intently. Most of the boys catch on, being careful around you. Some make the mistake of whispering to each other asking about Eric, which causes them to have to run til they drop just for talking instead of paying attention.. Much less if Eric actually heard what they said. On occasion, there was the new transfer that thinks he’s hot shit, and will do one of two things: flirt, or have an attitude. Eric shuts that down immediately, making them train until they can’t anymore. You feel bad, it’s excessive, but they do need to learn discipline to be in Dauntless.

Eric does not like anyone touching you, looking at you, or barely speaking to you. You often times get into fights because he gets so worked up over silly things, but you try to have patience.

Today, however, he was in a mood. Not angry particularly, which was more common. Today.. He was insecure. Of course, nobody knew this, he just seemed pissy to anyone else. You could tell that something was wrong, though. He was staying off to the side, watching you work with the initiates and Four. You glance back at him, wondering why he is acting weird. The day goes slowly and he doesn’t interact much at all. Little did you know he was feeling insecure about you. He thought that he didn’t deserve you and you would be happier with someone like Four, making him hate Four all the more. You come over while the initiates are running an stand beside him, not too close, knowing how he feels about his image. “What’s up with you today?” You ask. He continues looking ahead, his eyes falling slightly. If you weren’t mistaken, he looks sad. “Nothing.” He replies shortly. Your shoulders droop and you wonder the right way to approach the obvious tension. “You seem off... Is there anything I can do?” You ask, trying not to push your luck. He sighs a little and turns to look at you. His expression is softer than usual. “Why don’t you see if Four needs you.” He mumbles, masking his insecurity with anger. You realize a little what this is about and look around to see who’s watching. “Eric, I don’t care about Four. You’re the only person I care about.” You assure him, touching his arm softly. He looks at you, a sad look in his eyes, and does the unexpected. He pulls you against his own body, wrapping his arms over your shoulders, hugging you from behind. He never does this in public, you are shocked. He kisses the top of your head and you snuggle against his hard frame. “You’re mine, right?” He mumbles into your ear. You look up at him and smile. “Always.” He smiles just a little, kissing you quickly. His lips on your’s makes your heart flutter, even after so much time together. You smile lightly and go to pull away, not pushing it, but he keeps you close. “You know there’s people around, right?” You ask, shocked at his affection. He shrugs, dropping his hands to rest around your stomach. “I don’t care, they know you’re mine.” He responds, a slight smirk forming on his lips. You can’t help but smile a little more, happy at his affectionate behavior. He kisses your neck a little and you groan at his touch. You feel his smirk grow against your skin. You see the initiates returning from the run, with Four, and his grip on you tightens. You run your fingers over his arm, trying to reassure him. “Y/N, Eric.” Four greets cordially. Eric glares, you smile politely. Eric lets go of you, standing up straight behind you, territorial. “They done for the night?” You ask him, referring to the initiates. Four nods. “They need a lot of work.” He says, glancing at the exhausted group. “C’mon Y/N, you’ve got a long night ahead of you.” Eric grumbles, placing a hand protectively on your hip and escorting you out of the room, glaring back at Four.