#mdrwritings

 “What do you mean?” you furrowed your eyebrows together. Of course, you were not going to show that side of you. Who do they think they were trying to ask a question like that? Perhaps you do tell them, then what? You become the biggest streamer’s slut? Smart remarks filled your head ready to be spat at the viewers. Though, integrity got the best of you and decided to remain quiet.

 “Aww come on, you can’t let the audience down now” he teases. Eren begins soothingly stroking your thigh. As he strokes, he draws patterns of circles, leaving you to accidentally shudder in his grasp. He then intriguingly raises his eyebrows. 

“Oh my god, I'm literally slipping off of you” you grab on both sides of his thighs to try to push yourself up. “Geez you’re like a fucking slip and slide, what did you do bath in, butter?” you mumbled. Eren looks down to your bottom half and notices your butt touching his knees. “It’s okay, I got you,” he murmured.

“Goddamn, you’re heavy as fuck.” You whipped your head to face him to strike him a glare. He then adjusts himself with you on top, making your bottom rub against his crotch. A low groan escaped his mouth. You felt heat brewing on your face. 

“Uhhh let’s see, is there any more questions?” you ask desperately looking at the screen. “Y/n you didn't even answer the first one” he raised one eyebrow and lowered the other. You stop your internal thoughts as you once again feel a hot sensation on your thigh moving. You try not to acknowledge the hand with clear intentions of riling you up. 

“You gotta toughen it out y/n.”

 “Actually,” you start. Eren eyes shot up in interest. “I can recall, the time I... you know... to a professor in a class,” you stammer over your words. Instantly, a wave of regret crashes into you. Somehow you forgot Eren attends this same college and classes you take. You silently cursed at yourself.

“Oh?” Eren’s lips curled up into a smirk. “And who might that professor be?” he questioned. Learning this fun fact about your sexual deviances aroused Eren's curiosity. In a millisecond, your ear is set ablaze as pressed his Eren's lips against it. “Would that be Professor Erwin or Miche?” His warm breath brazes your ears which ignites a fire in your stomach. “Or maybe Professor Levi?” his hand slithered its way towards your inner thigh. Your legs quickly squeeze together in hopes to stop the throbbing that started between them. Luckily, Eren was just in time to snatch his hand away from the trap. Your face was twisted up in frustration. 

This hasn’t been the first time that Eren has teased you. But this felt different, it’s almost as if you don’t want it to stop. The words he’s throwing at you don’t feel like feathers this time around. His hands on your thighs feel like it’s burning through your skin. The heartbeat in your core seems to pulsate harder and faster. You didn’t want it to stop but you were fighting to not look desperate.

Satisfied in your response, Eren clasped his hands together. “Alright I'm gonna end it right here make sure you share the stream with your friends, follow Y/n on her socials and repent, toodles” he sings. Eren leans over to hit a hotkey on his keyboard which he assumes ends his streams. He then swivels the knobs on the computer’s speaker on mute. He once again lays a hand on your thigh. You let out a short hum clearing your throat. He then leans back to take notice of your stiff position in his lap. Eren lightly squeezes your arm,” You, okay?” 

“I’m fine,” you pull away from his grip. Eren can tell when he goes overboard. He could just make it up to you by buying your favorite food like he always does. But for once in his life, he would rather be mature and talk it through.

“Hey, I know this was your first time on here and I know it was a bit overwhelming,” he breathed. “I do apologize if I made you uncomfortable.” 

“I said I’m fine Eren,” you raised your voice. Eren was taken aback by your sudden attitude towards him. His once loud and lively room was now clouded with silence. “I think we should head down now,” he placed his hands upon your plush waist. Gripping the chair handles, you turn around allowing your legs to lay against Eren’s waist. “I lost my appetite,” you whispered in monotone. 

You couldn’t understand yourself as to why you suddenly opposed his suggestion. Wasn’t your main objection being to take him downstairs? You could just walk away from him and have that same gut-wrenching feeling in your stomach. But your body wouldn’t allow you to move. Something snapped, those times of playful bickering started to build a form of lust and desire. Maybe now was the time to reveal the real reason behind the constant squabbles.

“Y/n, I said I’m s-”

“You know,” you started. “Our little fights always end up leaving me confused,” your gaze pandered between his dark forest green eyes and plump lips.

 From what you could remember, Eren constantly had some girl hooked up on him. Hell, he even got Mikasa wanting to try him out. But for some reason he could never really settle. His mind always seemed to wander to the same person, you. The squabbles could be played off as friendly but the feeling of wanting it to go further lingered. But as a result, it left you reaching for more, wanting him more. 

Eren’s heart pounds loud against his chest. He always felt as if going further wasn’t an option. He had his moments where he just wanted to hold you so close, as if he would die if he let go. Moments where he wanted to make you his. Perhaps if he did the things he thought of doing to you, how would he face the friend group, what about his fans, and Mikasa? He decided that acting upon his true feelings towards you was too risky.

“We’re friends Y/N” he confirms, his eyes soften under your gaze. Your eyes then pondered around his room. “Is that all you want to be?”

He huffs out an air of defeat. The sound of the ventilation buzzing was consuming the room.

“I-I” he stuttered as the pounding of his heart was breaking his sternum. He raises a hand to cover his rose-colored face.” Y/n what’s the point of this,” he audibly muffles. You reach up to pry his hand away from himself and hold it in your palms.

“I’m doing what I feel is right to me,” you reply with reason.

As corny as it felt, you no longer had interest in letting the feeling of desire leave you again.

“So, antagonizing me is what feels right to you? “Yup, that sounds just like you,” he speculated. Your face drops into a frown,” No dumbass.” Your fingers hook in the crevasses of his. Eren scrunches his eyebrows together in uncertainty. “Then what?” You place your intertwined hands over your heart that was protected by your flesh. “Us” you replied in a hush tone. It seems like Eren’s face couldn’t get any redder. Your hands enclosed over his, touching your chest, it felt as if he were in his recurring dream. This time, he was hoping there would be no interruptions to wake him.

“Are you fucking with me,” Eren interrogated in disbelief. Your skin began to spread warmth to your face. “Yes, I mean... no but I want to- if you know what I mean,” you ran over your words frantically. Still not connecting the dots, Eren’s head cranks his head to the side. You inhale a shaky breath” I can’t believe I’m saying this but…”

“Eren, I like you,” you sheepishly state. It was as if you could hear a needle drop on the floor. To make matters worse, the screaming vents were now hushed. “Well?” you quizzed. His eyes darkened as he stared through your soul. Your heart tanked to the lowest part of your stomach. Your confession has left you embarrassed and empty handed with no response.

That same damn feeling.

Your frustration grew as you started to pull your legs away from his waist. A hand jumped out to grasp at your thigh pulling you closer. You jump at the sudden movement. “I want you to say it again.” You could feel your blood pressure rising by the second. He got some nerve to try to humiliate you. “Hey, I finally have the courage to tell you- “

“Y/n, I want you to say it again,” he repeats while his eyes were capturing your psyche. You silence yourself as you can sense his serious demeanor. His eyes were dissecting every part of your face.

“I like you,” you whispered.

Suddenly, you felt your lower half become weightless. Your arms quickly wrapped around his neck for security. Eren’s arms gripped the back of your thighs as he moved towards his bed. It was like time was strolling through Molasses. You begin to study his face. So, tense and stern as if it was in concentration to finish a task. Just minutes ago, you were just stopping by to send a message from your friends. Now you were in his bed waiting for his next move.

Dropping you onto the bed, he stands in front of you, sighing while his eye sweeps over your face. You bite your lips anxiously not wanting to make any other part of your body move. Once again, the room continues its loud humming.  

 “I try so hard to resist, but you always seem to reel me back in.” You remain still as your thoughts race in your head. “Do you not care about what people will say,” He harshly grips his biceps.

“No”

His jaw clenches tightly. Why couldn’t you understand how risky it is for the both of you? The possible backlash of his viewers that was also used to seeing Mikasa on the stream. Mikasa possibly being jealous that the two of best friends are entangled in each other’s arms. He thought of the many outcomes of the situation which were all negative.

“Why can’t we keep it a secret, nobody has to know,” you crossed your arms against your chest. Eren walks towards you, stopping close as your legs almost touched. He leans over, his face nearing to yours. His minted breath tickles your nose.

 “Because Y/n, being around you, I can’t be secretive.” His closeness has you yearning, you crave him. Your eyes frantically search his, you could almost feel your heart jumping out your chest. Not waiting a second more, you crash your lips into his. Releasing years of tension and desire, you melt as your lips mesh together.

 He loses balance as you pull him on top of you. Regaining his composure, he leans in closer to your face. You hastily reach up to grab a hand full of his locks, enclosing his hair in your fingers. Eren groans as your grip tightens. His groan sends millions of nerve shocks to your core. You let out a soft moan into his mouth. A sudden wave of clarity hits you as it feels like you haven’t gotten his full approval. A quick smack could be heard as you pulled away from his lips.

“Are you okay with this, we can stop,” you inquire trying to steady your breathing. Eren chuckles as if your question were nothing but a joke. “I don’t think now is the right time to start asking questions.” You smile brightly leading him back to your lips. He then pushes harder into the kiss making you needlingly whine.

 He begins tugging at your bottom lip with his teeth. He sweeps his tongue in between your lips, exploring your warm mouth.  You lower your hands towards his pants, rubbing his hard print. Eren quickly pulls away from your mouth while pushing you back flat against his bed.

He now feels the temperature of the room increasing by the minute. He pulls the hem of his shirt over his head. Your eyes scan his toned body as he studies yours. He decides he wasn’t going to be the only one shirtless. “Arms up,” he commands you. You lift your arms over your head as he pulls your shift off. Now bare breasted you cover yourself up. “Don’t be shy now, should I cover mine too,” he joked covering his tanned nipples. You let out a short giggle, rolling your eyes revealing your chest. Eren smiles as he trails his lips down towards your breast.

You shiver as you feel his tongue leave hot kisses on its journey down south. He latches on to your hardened nipple, sucking and licking as he flicks the other in his hand. You jolt up panting from his touch. The sounds of you moaning tighten the grip of print in his pants. “Eren” you whimpered; your core was leaking more of your slick.

“Feels good?” he asked with a labored breath. “Mmhm,” you moaned. His fingers began to run up and down the sides of your legs. Your head grew hot and dazed, the warmth of his touch scorched your skin. He then lowers his head to peck your thighs leading down to your heated core. Your heart rate spiked as you knew these course of events officially change everything about your relationship with him. Eren’s eyes reach yours to ask to continue. You harshly swallow the hard ball of saliva stuck in your throat.

You then nod your head while swiping your tongue on your lips as the heat made them chapped. Your legs felt a strong pull as thighs were raised to the sides of your stomach. Swiftly, your panties were snatched away from your body. Then you look down to see his head ducked below your thighs. A wet long stripe swiped across your lower lips. Your legs quickly try to shut but eren’s reaction time was faster, catching them in his hands.

“You want me to stop?” He asks. You shook your head side to side in desperation for him to continue. “Then keep still, ‘kay?”

“Okay,” you responded.

Settling back in between your thighs, you felt another long stripe now on your folds. “Oh fuck,” you cried. Your breath was hitching, you felt air being sucked out of your lungs. Eren could felt his cock get more sensitive as he rubs it against his pants. He towards the top of your pussy and puckered his lips around your needy bud, giving it several pecks.

“Oh my god, “ you moaned loudly. Your hands were clawing at your chest not having another place to settle. The sensation was overwhelming your body, the heat from the room and his mouth set you aflame. You felt a long intrusion prodded at your sopping hole, entering you slowly. You let a high-pitched squeal as you squeeze your eyes shut. Eren gazed up at your face turning in satisfaction. He lets out groan around your hard bud buzzing it into more pleasure.

“Yes, right there,” you screamed out. Eren works his fingers harder and deeper into your hole. Stretching and curling his long digits. The squelching of your dripping core and screams echoed around the room. Eren began to feel the grip of your walls tighten and loosening, letting him know you were close to your speedy climax.

“Eren, more please,” you needily whined pushing yourself closer to his face. He then removed his fingers and plunged his tongue into your hot core, swirling it around. Once again glancing up, he peeks at your pleasured face, lips falling into a perfect “o”. His fingers start to circle around your clit. Your feet curl up and down over his broad shoulders. While soaking and scavenging your hole, he brushed over a small plush button. Your thick arousal dripped on to his black satin sheets leaving a damp puddle underneath you.

You gasp hard as you arched your back off the bed. He smirks as he hits the sensitive spot over and over. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as your stomach clenched.  “I’m gonna cum,” you panted wearily. You felt his pace on your bud and hole quicken faster than before. He presses deep into you, numbing the spot that weakened your senses.

“Ahhh, yess” you hiss in despair. The band in your stomach begins to ripple harshly. He pinches your clit tightly in between his fingers, yanking the nerves upwards. In an instant, your walls clench and stutter profusely.  Panting and crying out, as Eren decides to rub you through your orgasm making you whine in pain.

“Eren, no more, please!”

He shushes you while enthusiastically applying more pressure on your bud. The sensation of you needing to release again ached you. Fluids suddenly began spurting from your overstimulated cunt. You cry out as drool seeping out your gaping mouth.

“goooood girl,” he praises you, slowly drawing circles on your clit. As your breath settles, he slowly removes his fingers from you. Looking over, he presents his dampen fingers to you. “You might wanna get a- “

Eren slipped the wet digits into his mouth, licking and slurping your juices from his hand. Blood drained from your face as you watched him pop his fingers out of his mouth. He smiles at your astonished reaction.

“You taste good,” he smirked. “Shut up!” you angrily yelled. He then began moving closer towards you. 

“Wanna try?”

“Eren, I swear to god, get away from me,” you shouted grabbing the covers from underneath to protect you. “Come here~” he teases. He quickly makes his way to your side while cackling. You shriek, a gasp of wind grazes you as he rips the blankets away from your bare body.

“NO,” you scream out as his face is inches away from yours. Eren halted his body from moving further. “You actually don’t want to try it?” he questions. You slightly turn your head away from his deep green eyes. 

“Well, I- uhm”, you nervously stammer out. Eren softly smiles at your demeanor in enjoyment, “it’s embarrassing,” he finishes for you.

“It’s embarrassing,” you shyly confirm while nodding your head. His fingertips rest at the bottom of your face, tenderly pushing it back to face him. Your eyes attach to his, occasionally shifting to his plump lips. “Listen, I’m not gonna force you,” he assures.” But it was funny watching you scream,” his dimple forms on his cheeks as he breaks out in laughter. You frown in humiliation but soon, bits of giggles spill from your mouth. Your joined laughter filled your bodies with happiness, neither you nor he wanted it to fade into the abyss.

Eren laughter dies out as he focuses once again on your face. His thumb reaches your lips, gently brushing over them. Your eyes saturated with temptation, inching closer to his warm lips. He understood your command, closing the thin gap between the both of you, your mouths gracefully settled on each other. You could feel your chest twist and twirl in excitement.

 Could it be love? No, no, that’s a tad bit heavy to use the L word on the same day of your confession. It felt too light label it as a crush. Whatever it was, bonded the cracks of your heart that formed each day that came before this one.

Letting the kiss linger a second longer, you could taste a reminisce of a sweet and tangy flavor on his mouth.  You pulled back from him allowing a sigh to slip out, “I wanna try it,” you confessed. Eren’s eyebrows slanted in confusion, “You already did”.

“No, I did- OH!” You shouted covering your mouth. You jokingly smacked your lips together to taste yourself again, “you’re right I don’t taste bad”. Eren smiles at your blatant wittiness, it’s one of the things he most admires about you. The quick jabs you throw at him and the rest of the group, it seems he’s the only one who manages to keep up. 

The mention of the group assisted in his daze to drift to the main purpose of you being here. “Y/n, we should probably head down now, it’s been while since you left them”. You slid your shirt over your head as you hummed in agreement. He follows your lead and begins to put his shirt on.

Time seems to pass on fast, in a span of minutes you were introduced and teased on his stream, let out your confession and allowed the man you have been eyeing out on for years to devour you.

“Dammit,” you stoop down to look under his bed. “What are you looking for”, he inquires also tilting his head down. Your hands blindly wander under his bed frame, “I can’t find my underwear”. The constant slapping of your hand against his floor was tiring and the lack of light in his room didn’t help with your searching.

 “Oh, you mean these”, your head turns up towards the brunette boy. His hands hold the panties, balled up and enclosed under his fingers. You stride towards him quickly as he grins, eyeing your exposed lower parts.

 “Eren, give it to me,” you warned sternly. He backs up raising the panties behind his head, “it was so good you’re begging for more huh?” he taunts.

You angrily step closer to him, “Eren!” you gritted your teeth. “I don’t know I think it’ll kind of be exciting to free ball it, don’t you think”, he laughs still steps backwards. 

“Fuck you,” you angrily retort.

“Ah, we’ll get to that another time, don’t wanna be too needy”.

Finally reaching him, you stare with dagger in your pupils. Not a peep could be heard as he stares back with levity, seeing this as nothing but fun. Your eyes shift between the parallel green ones, fury congests your stomach. Eren fights the urge to grab your face and push your soft lips on his. 

“Whatever”, you huffed out in defeat, going to put your shorts back on. He smiles lightly, retreating his prize into his top dresser drawer. You make your way towards his door ready to exit but something still nagged at your thoughts.

“Eren, what is this now”, you questioned in concern. He slides the band out of his hair, making the brown locks frame his face and shoulders. “You mean, what’s going on between us,” he asks with vagueness. “Mmhm” You hummed wanting him to continue. 

“Oh yeah, your mine for sure”, he carelessly raked his fingers through his tresses. You felt heat flash across your cheeks, flustered by the fact that you were now in his possession. 

Eren then bites the band while gathering his hair into one fist in the back of his head. The back side of his biceps strained; veins flexed as his grip tightened on his hair. You stare at the voluptuous muscles that fought against his flesh. The boy finally places the band in his other hand then ties it into a somewhat presentable bun.

“Even in front of them”, you questioned referring to your joined friend group. The door was now ajar, the light of the hallway bled into his room making the luminesce shine on your body. “We’ll talk more later, let’s eat,” he mumbled nodding his head into the lit-up hall. You whispered a quick “okay” as you made your way out and soon, he follows right after.

Darkness had absorbed every spec of light in the room, except one blinking spot of red on Eren’s desktop.

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“And I even got the chance to hold one”, Armin boasted proudly. The other remaining friends gathered around the table excited to hear about Armin’s oceanic studies. Food was placed on the counter waiting to be consumed, mainly waiting to be consumed by Sasha as she anxiously stared at the thinning steam that rose from the pot.

“Don’t you think that’s a bit dangerous to only be for a general research assignment”, Jean asks in genuine concern for the blond. “No, not at all”, Armin answers while swiping between photos on his phone of the sea animal he held. Jean sighs in defeat, what a way to be reckless for an extracurricular class.

Mikasa sat in between the 2 blondes, patiently waiting for you and eren’s arrival. She pondered at clock resting against the wall. It’s ticking reminding her every second and minute goes by without the appearance of her 2 friends up the stairs. 

“It’s going on fifteen minutes now”, she informs the group. “I'm sure they’ll be down in a sec”, armin reassured while glancing at the time on his phone. 

“Yeah whatever, who’s idea was to wait for him anyway”, the food fiend groaned.  Armin and Mikasa accusingly pointed their fingers towards Jean. “ I thought it would be a nice way of gathering together”, his face painted in pink.” “Mama’s boy”, Sasha muttered under her breath. 

“ Hey, I heard that! ”

Connie, too consumed by his phone to engage in conversation decided to do a check up on his socials. Twitter was the first choice, he laughed obnoxiously at a couple of tweets from people he followed closely. Afterwards, he viewed the current top 10 trending topics.

 Elon Musk, a copycat.

Megan thee Stallion, she can step on me.

One Piece Live action, mid.

Jaegermeister exposed, about damn time.

 It wouldn’t be surprising if eren did a tip slip, that wouldn’t be the worst thing he could’ve done. Connie, not anticipating the unexpected, lazily pressed the bolded subhead. Automatically, the top video began to play out, his breathing came to a sudden pause; pupils dilated in shock.

  “No way”

Tagged:

He was interrupted by knocking on is door, he then turned towards his door " who is it? ' he shouts with a sing-song tone. "it's y/n" responded the person behind the door.

"shit", Eren curses internally. Rolling his eyes, he turns the chair back towards his camera. He knew that any kind of female interaction he had while streaming would get the comment section raging.

From the most recent, when Mikasa called him while he was on stream (in which he forgot to mute his mic) asking about her bracelet she left in the house. It ended with him trying to settle the chat down while they spammed the nick name "Mommy Mika".

Mikasa found out through twitter posts with their captions assuming she was Eren's mystery girl. Mikasa honestly didn't mind too much but that couldn't have been said the same about Eren. He wanted to keep his channel solely about him. he didn't need to see trending hashtags about who he was potentially involved with.

He whispers into the camera, " please behave, I'm begging you guys". he shifts back into his chair while turning his chair towards the door.

" come in"

The knob of his door then turns while the door itself was being pushed open to reveal his female friend y/n. You wearing a tank top with tight pajama shorts that stops at your upper plush thighs. Eren quickly scans over your lower half before meeting your eyes. Your nipples were prodding through your shirt. The ac that was blasting through out the house was not helping 

" dinner is rea- oh I didn't know you were streaming, my bad" you nervously start to back out of the room after realizing you interrupted him.

" no no you're fine, I'll come down in a second" he turn towards his monitor quickly scanning over his comment section

{ hrdgrinder: oh she's fine alright  }

{ erensrighthand…..man: GAHHHH DAMN }

{durtyyyskeetrr: lawd have merthy🤓}

{ sckinEJawf: ik he hittin that }

{ eren'sdhandruff: I'm no better than any man  }

{ ilikebignoobs: thats your girl? }

{ xxxavier: 🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵}

{ nico2much: you cheating on Mommy Mika}

Those were just a handful of what Eren read of what was being said. Glancing at the camera viewer, he looking past himself. What was shown was you, but the camera only showed everything past your lower lip. In nervousness, he shifted his sight away from his monitor.

" okay, everyone is down stairs waiting for you, they don't wanna start eating before you do", you smile gently.

" thanks I'll be down soon", Eren smiles back. He then turns back around, dismissing you. Which leads you  proceeding to close his door.

See, Eren was a guy who respected all his female friends, he treated them like they were " one of the guys" but he likes to play around a bit with you and Mikasa from time to time. However, with you, he liked teasing you. He liked the way you would whine and complain that he was " doing too much ". He was sometimes faced with a physical consequence like a subtle pinch or slap you gave him. Or, on some occasions, you would innocently shake your head and smile.

Then, Eren thought of something. " y/n", he called out to you before you could grab the handle to his door. " hm?", she pauses.

Eren smiles, "maybe I could introduce her to the stream just to make the chat meet her in a proper manner".

Eren honestly wanted to keep all his female friends away from his streams. The incident with Mikasa was truly a mess but what can he do when they have already seen more than half of you body. Then it came to him. His streams did spike when a girl is even mentioned. He didn't want to use you for views but involuntarily, that was already done. Maybe he could compromise and this interaction could go right and benefit you and him? He could get more views and you could have a social media boost.  Of course he had to put his own spin on this with a bit of teasing. He was risking his life for his stream, as he know that he would get the beating of his life.

"what do you want eren?" a sigh falls from your mouth.

"come here" , Eren says, keeping his lower half in the chair and only his head turned towards you. You frowns as you puts your hands on your hips.

" why?", you snaps with a annoyance and squint your eyes. You knew he was starting to tease you.

" don't you wanna say hi to the stream?", He smirks while flashing his top teeth.

"no eren, I'm not playing with you right now, I'm hungry as hell and we're all waiting for y-"

"please y/n it'll be quick", he pouts his bottom lip.

You pick a hangnail on your thumb while contemplating if you should fall through on his pleads.

"hmmm, I don’t know"

"do it for them" he presses on

You stares at Eren. She honestly wouldn't care, only if there wasn't thousands of people over hearing your conversation. But, you caved in, you would hate if that could stain their first impression of you  . Internally you're swearing him down that you’ll beat his ass on his stream with no hesitation if he tries anything funny.

"you're so ugly" you says while rolling your eyes.

Eren thanks you with a gentle smile.

You walks over to him stopping right beside his chair with your hands on your hip. The chat's view of the camera shows your mid to lower half of your body. You were on the far right of Eren. Eren's seated body took up most of the view. Eren noticed as he stares at the camera. He thinks it's a good proper reveal clears his throat as he begins to speak.

"chat give your warmest welcome to y/n, y/n say hello to the chat". Eren smiles as he pushes his chair to the side to let you come to the camera view.

You stoops down on your knees beside Eren's chair, then tilts your head towards the camera

"hi guys", you smile sheepishly.

"what do I do? what do I say ? why did I agree to this- technically I didn't but still…. he set me up bad"

You didn't know how introduce yourself. Of course you has socials, but that doesn't mean you’re the best at socializing with practically strangers. You’re most comfortable when you are around your friend group. As they've known you since middle school, so automatically they were somewhat like family to you. Of course, you would take back that comparison as you would often playfully flirted with everyone.

However, when it came to Eren there was always a lingering feeling of tension after the teasing on his behalf and playfully flirting on yours. But, was you gonna do anything about it? No, that's for sure. Everything is strictly platonic, well......that's at least what you wants to convince yourself with.

Unexpected, the chat was oddly respectful. The chat spammed with all sorts of hellos, hey’s, hi's , and waving emojis. Eren smirks as another idea pops in his head.

"y/n", his voice booming around the room  knocking you out of your internal thoughts. He looks down at you.

"hm?"

"you look at bit uncomfortable down there", he pats his lap. "sit here" he says while trying to keep a straight face.

You could’ve punched him right then and there but something told you that, that would be Eren’s official stamp of “winning”.

You looks at the chat then back at him. You knew he would try something, you had a feeling from the start. 

"I knew it , since he wants to play, I’ll give him a game. He really thinks he'll have the upper hand, not Satan today.... not today".

You shrugged  “okay, sure”

You grabbed the arm of his chair pulling yourself up. Then placing a hand on Eren’s stomach while walking round to the front of the chair. Eren smirks as he assumes his plan has now kick started. 

You slowly bends over Eren’s lap, your tank top dips low in the camera view. 

You sinisterly grin. 

Your eyes meet the lens of the camera, its unblinking gaze sending a shiver down your spine. You clear your throat, trying to steady your voice.

"Hello, I’m [Y/N L/N], and I’m auditioning for the part of Syphara. for Attack on Titan Season 4."

The words leave your lips shakier than intended. The room feels tighter by the second—claustrophobic even—and the silent onlookers surrounding the camera crew might as well be statues.

The paper in your hand crinkles as you grip the edge tighter, feeling the weight of the room pressing in. The space is small, almost suffocating, and a crowd of silent onlookers huddles around, their eyes fixed on you. You glance around quickly, catching the subtle exchange of glances between the casting crew. Sweat prickles at the back of your neck as you prepare to deliver your first line.

Your mouth slightly jars open to start the stream of words to come out.

You hit pause on the touchpad, your finger hovering over the play button as you squint at the screen. The cringe hits almost immediately as you watch your awkward introduction—that smile, stiff as hell.

"Omg I was so f [ ] -ing nervous,"you groan, dropping your face into your hands. It’s one of those moments where you wish you could just sink into the chair and disappear. You let out a deep breath, your legs stretched out in front of you as you shake your head. Why did I sound like a robot? Suddenly, your eyes anxiously bolden glancing over to the camera crew. "I'm so sorry, can I curse? "

"You're fine," a distant voice calls out.

A smile grazes your lips as you whisper a small, " Yay."

Hi I'm [ Y/N L/N] and I am with Lume Studios reacting to my audition tape"

You looked towards the camera crew. " Was that okay," you questioned, waiting for their approval.

"Yes"

"Are you sure because I can-,"

Laughter erupts throughout the room

shaking your head in embarrassment, you continue.

"Sorry... asking to many questions, I'll stop." Cheekily pursing your lips out.

"f[ ]k me," you chuckled tossing your hands in the air in faux disappointment

"This tape was shot around twenty-nineteen," your eyes meet the ceiling as you recalled the day.

"So I was about seventeen going on eighttee- or was I already eighteen," you paused in thought trying to get ahold of your terrible memory.

you paused in thought trying to get ahold of your terrible memory. “ F**k, I-I don't remember, but anyways,” rolling your eyes you continued. 

“I just got off the plane from shooting a promo for another show and-, you swallow, taking a swift break for speaking. “ My manager called me, only saying three words, “Mappa. Studio. Now,”” you chuckled out loud at the scene playing out in your head.

A smile grew large on your lips as you tried to continue the story without a cackle, “ HAHA- I was like “ Oh, this is some serious sh*t”.

“So I literally hopped in a Uber, with my basic a** Steve Madden heels” you lifted a finger to point to the camera, “ shout out to Steve Madden.” 

Laughter erupted around the room at your jab at the designer, and it was contagious. Before you knew it, your own laugh bubbled up, turning into a full-on fit. Your shoulders shook with every burst of laughter, and each one hit you harder than the last, like it was coming straight from your stomach.

After what felt like hours of uncontrollable cackles, the laughter finally died down enough for you to speak again. “But um, yeah... I went in jittery and nervous, practically on the verge of throwing up when I saw Isayama himself,” you reminisced, grinning at the memory.

You press play again, now watching yourself try to salvage it. You can almost feel your cheeks grow warm. “Great job, [Y/N]. Keep the charisma flowing,” you say to yourself sarcastically.

“Alright get him up there," a gruff voice boomed on the video.

Suddenly a full head of brunette hair appeared on the screen, its strands reached to the nape of the boy’s neck. Your skin felt as if it was lit aflame, heat pushing up into your veins. You remembered this all too well - the first time meeting him. The boy clutched the papers in his hands, as if waiting for something. He stood side to side by your younger self, you turned to greet the boy but stopped as he seemed to hypnotize you. But it wasn’t his stance that caught your attention—it was his eyes.  Soft emerald green and sharp yet pointed in determination, they felt like they were pulling you in, making it hard to breathe for a second. He opened his mouth to speak, but before you could react, you snapped back to attention and turned, refocusing on the camera.

 You swiped a faint smile across your face, eyes almost bulged out of its sockets.

Pausing the video, your finger hovering over the touchpad. The awkward expression was still plastered on the screen, a freeze-frame of your humiliation. Watching yourself like this felt like your past self was torturing your present, and you could practically feel the embarrassment trickling up your spine.

“What is that? What the actual f*ck am I doing?” Your jaw dropped in disbelief as you stared at the bizarre still frame. A few faint chuckles slipped out of the crew’s mouths as they watched your reaction. 

The expression you had did the upmost of showing how flustered and easily moved you were by the boy’s presence, swear to god, kill me right now.

With a frustrated huff, you flopped back into your seat. “I’d like to have this tape just so I can burn it,” you muttered jokingly, shaking your head in disbelief you tried to fight the cringe that surged through you.

"I can say, being filmed while starstruck is definitely one of my reasons why," you laughed, a giggle slipping out. That definitely was a close call, but  starstruck was just an underestimation of how it felt standing next to him.

Clasping your hands together, you repeatedly run your thumbs over each other, in hopes of soothing your lively nerves.   "I wasn't exactly normal. That was actually filmed the same day I came down to Earth for the first time," you said, scrunching your eyes at the camera with a playful grin, keeping your tone light and content.

"No, but in all seriousness," you began, "this was my first time meeting my costar- Eren Jeager." You fought to keep your smile from spreading too brightly, knowing it could be misinterpreted—and that would end up plastered on every gossip blog and news outlet. Instead, you maintained a look of contentment mixed with sincerity, a careful balance you’d mastered over time, being the celebrity that you are. 

"I watched the show before auditioning and was blown away by his performance, so actually being beside him... just wowed me," you said, your fingers absentmindedly playing with the jewelry on your wrist. A slight buzz grew in your stomach , and the shyness crept up on you like a tide slowly pulling you under—steady, warm, and completely overwhelming, making it harder to keep your composure. "I mean, it's crazy. I was nervous to play a new character, especially since this is the last season. But my character gets introduced during the time when Paradis is... well, conversing with anti-Marleyans. Which, if I’m not mistaken, in the actual show it's between the end of season 3 and the early part of season 4," you added, your voice trailing off as your nerves began to bubble up again.

You press play again, letting the rest of the video roll as you and Eren begin reading lines back and forth.

A soft smile tugged at your lips, growing brighter as you watched your younger self with him—awkward, eager, and completely caught up in the moment. It pulled you into a warm memory, one of the earliest sparks of your friendship with Eren.

But just as you began to sink into the nostalgia, the present yanked you back. A voice off-camera broke through the quiet hum of the tape.

"So, how has your relationship with Eren changed from then to now?"

You blinked, momentarily dazed, realizing you were still being interviewed. A burning sensation set ablaze on your cheeks as the question sent a jolt of nerves straight through your system.

By your constant ramblings, you forgot that there were questions that need to be answer.  The room fell into silence.

Your eyes darted around, searching for an answer—specifically, one that wouldn’t expose you.

Just as you were about to answer the nerve-wracking question, a soft chime buzzed from your phone, breaking the silence like a whisper.

“ Speak of the devil,” you whispered, cursing as his name as “EJ ✨” flashed on your screen.

 Just as you were trying to keep what's been growing between you two quiet, the universe seems to have other plans. You hadn't spoken to Eren all day and conveniently didn't tell him you were doing an interview today. And to make it even worse, this wasn't just some regular call, it was clear as day plastered on your phone “ Incoming FaceTime call.”

 Now desperately wanting to imprint your hand into your face, your eyes pulled away from the device, glancing towards production and your team, your face pleading with them to not answer the blaring phone. Crystal, your manager, who stood off to the side of production, who's worked along yours side for years and only wants the best for you, lowered her eyes in a “ answer the goddamn phone” kind of expression. The look she gave you only deepened the pit in your stomach, piling even more grief on top of what you were already feeling. Taking a quick breath, trying another attempt at stifle your anxiety, your finger taps at the green button on the screen

“Hey,” his voice called out, smooth yet captivating, that single word fell out of his mouth, made you melt. Taking a moment to muster up a response, you cleared your throat, “ Ahem- hey.” Eren's eyes scan you over through the phone, admiring your glammed up beauty. “You uh- busy?” 

“Uh-kinda, i'm on a uhh..set,” your eyes shifted between his eyes and the computer, the video showed a new close distance of you and eren when reciting a different scene. You remember how fast your heart beat then and how it's beating that now, it's all because of one thing or one person in particular. Your eyes fell back down to Eren’s gaze, his bright emerald eyes, so full of want and love. The look sent shivers down to your core. The murmurs of production plopped you back into the reality of this interview.

As you fixed your lips to give Eren a quick send off, Crystal’s voice echoed out a quick,” Hey Eren,” the vibrations of her words shaking you and the entire studio. 

“Is that crystal,” his eyebrows perked up in surprise.  

“Yeah,” you whispered while letting your palm rest over your forehead. You wanted this to be over. The amount of embarrassment you've endured is beginning to weigh you down. 

“Hey crystal,” he answers back warmly to the enlivened woman behind the camera, as if this wasn’t one of the most humiliating moments of your life.

Eren’s eyes flicked back to you, a playful smile tugging at his lips. “So, what’s going on over here? You look like you’re about to have a meltdown.”

You swallowed, cheeks heating as his voice rattled you . “I’m… just watching our audition tape.”

He raised an eyebrow, surprise flickering in his eyes. “Really? You didn’t tell me.”

You shrugged, trying to remain casual but failing miserably. “I didn’t want you to know. It’s embarrassing.” Honestly you didn't think too much of it before, and to be fair, nobody would have guessed the interview would have taken this turn in events. If you did, you would have definitely steered clear while navigating this whole interaction.

He chuckled softly. “I don’t think it’s embarrassing.”

You glanced at the screen, where your younger self fumbled lines and tried desperately to hide the nerves radiating from every pore. “Well, I was a mess.”

“ You were a mess indeed,” he jokingly agreed. “You didn’t even notice I was looking at you half the time.”

Your fingers found the jewelry on your wrist again, twisting it nervously as the same hot feeling bloomed in your cheeks. “You were?”

His grin widened. “Yeah, I was. You were wayyyy too focused on me.”

You rolled your eyes, but your smile betrayed you. “You’re delusional.”

"Delusional?" he teased. “You’re the one who started talking about wanting to see if Isayama could-.”

“ AH nope!, you will not expose me sir," you cut in quickly, holding up a finger at the screen like it could magically hinder him from finishing that sentence.

Eren just laughed, head tilting back like he knew exactly what he was doing. “Alright, alright. I’ll save the rest for when they’re not recording.”

A cackle managed to slip out of you while you dragged a hand over your face. “You’re actually the worst.”

“Yet, somehow,” he said, voice low and amused, “You’re still answering my calls.”

You opened your mouth, but no words came. Just that dumb smile you couldn’t shake.

“I should let you get back,” he added, but the way he said it didn’t sound like he wanted to hang up. “We’ll talk later?”

You shrugged, trying not to look too affected. “I don't know, will we?”

“Bye, [Y/N],” he said with that knowing little smirk.

You ended the call and exhaled a breath you didn’t know you were holding.

The studio burst into laughter, and you smiled along with them, shaking your head as the warmth still clung to your cheeks.

“Welp” you muttered under your breath with a laugh, “Didn't expect that”

And somehow… that made it even harder to stop smiling.

“Ya'll gonna edit that out right?”

Y/N L/N added a video to their story 

This was a gif idk what happened 😛