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〖✰ 〗It's been an entire two weeks since Eren has heard from Y/N or even spoken to anyone at all. He has not even attended a single day of school since he's been let out on bail he wouldn't be surprised if he was kicked out at this point.

Staying with Zeke in his medium sized one bedroom apartment was an alright experience. He felt like he needed to be away for a couple of moments to calm himself down a bit.

He mostly chilled by himself since Zeke was working almost 40 or more hours and week. On the other hand, it was kind of lousy since they have been living on takeouts for most of the time it was almost getting sickening.

Eren sat in the waiting area inside the court as people went inside one by one. He was freshly groomed, hair slicked back into a low man bun and dressed in one of Zeke's light blue button-up shirts, some jeans along with a pair of white airforces.

He felt so fucking nervous from how much he was bouncing his feet up and down clutching his hands together while holding the letter of his court date. He just wanted it to be over and done with already. Eren was extremely exhausted from the myriad of sleepless nights he had.

Zeke strolled in letting out a raspy cough after he just finished smoking his cigarette outside. "Are you okay?" He asked walking up to Eren and sitting down beside him and staring at his frantic expression.

"I need to shit," Eren murmured bouncing his feet up and down digging his thumbnail into his hands as his stomach stirred.

Zeke let out a small chuckle patting Eren in the back. "It's a bit too late for that you start in five minutes," Zeke murmured checking the time and seeing that it was 9:55 in the morning.

"I feel like I'm gonna faint," Eren bit his lower lip digging both his thumbnails into the bridge of his nose as he closed his eyes sighing deeply a light groan escaping from his soft lips.

"Remember what I taught you? Intermittent breathing and gaining your inner chakra?" Zeke recalled trying to calm Eren down.

"Zeke now is not the time for that yoga—zen sensei bullshit." Eren stuttered on his words glaring at Zeke as he started laughing.

"It's not funny I'm going to prison and someone's gonna make me their bitch," Eren whisper-shouted towards him.

"Your nickname is most probably gonna be green eyes," Zeke emphasised as Eren ran his fingers through his neat hair in distress feeling his eyes tear up due to frustration.

"Okay don't cry," Zeke scoffed rubbing his shoulder. "One year in the penitentiary is nothing." Zeke pulled Eren's hand away from his hair to stop him from ruining it as he placed his hands on his lap.

"Just don't do something stupid like getting tattoos on your face or something..." He trailed off.

Before Eren could reply his name was called out. He directly stood up rubbing his nose vigorously while sniffing. Zeke followed behind Eren as they both walked towards the officer who called his name.

His knees felt weak and his palms were sweaty. He held his breath as he slowly walked toward the officer.

"Is there anything you want me to say to your Mom when you go?" Zeke asked.

"No she wouldn't want to hear it," Eren murmured back. "But whenever you go to my house, there's a grey Nike box inside my room just dump whatever's in there," Eren whispered to him.

"Or use it I don't care..." He trailed off shrugging slightly.

"What's in there?" Zeke asked.

Eren didn't reply but just entered the courtroom. Zeke stood outside watching him go further in. He smacked his teeth noticing that his shirt wasn't even tucked in.

Bad impression if you asked him.

"You coming in?" The officer asked watching Zeke take out a metal lighter.

"No," He simply replied turning around his nails scraping along the metal object.

After what felt like hours, Eren strode out of the courtroom. He stood by the bin tearing up the paper in his hand into shreds and chucking it inside the bin. He walked down the steps gradually approaching Zeke.

"Wait is that Eren?" Zeke spoke sarcastically covering his mouth before stroking his beard.

"No way," Zeke scoffed ironically slamming the door of his car with his hand as Eren pursed his lips together forcing back his smile.

"Fuck you for making me think that I was gonna go to the pen," Eren threw both his middle fingers up at him as he walked towards the passenger side of the car opening the door and getting inside.

"It was better to prepare you for the worst outcome so you should be thanking me," Zeke momentarily replied getting inside the driver's seat.

"So how much do you have to pay?" He asked putting on his seatbelt.

"Nothing it was just a misdemeanour," Eren simply replied.

"Ok, that's good to hear..." Zeke trailed off sucking on his teeth as he started his car with Eren sighing loudly.

"I'm hungry,"

"How bout I cook something, we can have a cool bro-to-bro dinner tonight" Zeke suggested.

"That's gross don't ever speak like that again," Eren chuckled cringing as he covered his forehead.

"You're such a dad Zeke it's honestly so embarrassing." Eren sighed reddening due to embarrassment.

"I'm only 29 years young..."

Eren scoffed before replying resting his elbows beside the windows.

"Go find a wife." Eren mocked.

"Eren the wife jokes were funny at first, but now you're just overdoing it..." Zeke responded not finding his jokes amusing.

"You can't cook though...So I don't know who you thought you were impressing with that." Eren side-eyed him.

"Obviously not luxury food like filet mignon but I make a good chilli con Carne." Zeke elaborated.

"Aight whatever you say Ze," Eren pursed his lips together averting his eyes.

"Are you making fun of me don't forget that I'm your older brother," Zeke looked at him.

"I'm not making fun of youu Jesus Christ," Eren dragged out pointing in front of him indicating Zeke to focus on the road.

"Yeah make sure..."

Eren started making his Chili con carne as he chopped the onions, garlic and pepper into small pieces before placing them into the pan filled with already hot oil and mixing it around. He added the minced beef into the pan adding various types of seasoning before mixing it with the vegetables.

"Why would you even consider cooking when you know you've got your homework to do dumbass?" Eren complained annoyed at the fact that he had to end up cooking since Zeke mindlessly forgot that he had some work to finish off.

Zeke sat behind the counter ignoring Eren's constant bickering as he flipped through his notes.

Eren sighed muttering under his breath before walking towards the sink washing his hands and drying them against the kitchen apron he wore before tying his hair up into a messy bun.

"Zeke lemme use your phone real quick," Eren uttered.

Zeke tossed his phone toward him without a second thought.

Eren tapped his password before tapping on the call icon dialling a number. He put it on loudspeaker as the call buzzed around four times before the person finally picked up.

"Hello?" The voice spoke as Eren walked out of the kitchen, walked towards the balcony and opened the door.

"Armin," Eren spoke up as he walked outside staring at the sun-setting sky shivering since it was cold.

"Oh, He's alive!" Armin conveyed in a sarcastic tone as Eren cruised his eyes.

They both stayed quiet before Armin spoke up

"So...explanation?"

"How you've been?" Eren dodge the question resting his elbows against the railing's staring down at the busy road.

"I've been here obviously, not like I decided to ghost my friends for two weeks or something..." Armin replied.

"How's Mikasa?" He asked.

"She's alive not like she ghosted everyone for two weeks or something," Armin replied sarcastically again.

"How's Y/N?"

"She's alive—actually," Armin stuttered. "I don't know about her I haven't seen or spoken to her since the party," Armin responded.

"Really? Has Mikasa or Sasha said anything?" Eren asked.

"Mikasa just called me about an hour ago rambling on about how Y/N hasn't spoken to her for two weeks so I'm guessing it's the same for her too,"

"What about the other one?" Eren asked.

"Who's the other one?" Armin asked?

"Her other friend Dakota or something..." Eren trailed off trying to remember her name.

"Dakota? You mean Donatella," Armin laughed correcting him.

"I don't know to be honest but enough about them you need to tell me what's going on," Armin demanded.

"I'm at my brother's," Eren simply replied leaning up from the railings.

"Why?" Armin asked.

"Because I obviously got arrested and I just came out of court today," Eren smacked his teeth.

"Oh cause you incomprehensibly beat the shit out of Floch in front of the cops like some fool," Armin mocked him.

"How do you know that?"

"You literally went viral because of that. Have you not been using your phone?" Armin asked.

"It broke actually..." Eren replied before turning around to walk back inside since he heard Zeke calling out his name.

He walked into the kitchen holding the phone against his shoulder and ear as he stirred the onions which kinda burnt a little since he forgot about them.

"Anyways I'm gonna call you back," Eren spoke scraping the onions that got stuck under the saucepan before mixing it around.

He ended the call tossing Zeke back his phone as he picked up the can opener opening the can of chopped tomatoes and adding it in before mixing the food around and closing it with the lid.

"Since when did Eren Jaeger learn how to cook," Zeke spoke up watching him wash and rinse the rice.

"It's a basic life skill brother," Eren replied shortly after.

Eren handed Zeke his food along with some cutlery before serving himself a good portion of the food he made grabbing a spoon.

"You're washing the dishes by the way," Eren spoke before he dug into his food.

Zeke piled away his papers picking up a fork and eating a small portion of his food. "It's good right?" Eren spoke up.

"I'll give it a six out of ten," Zeke spoke stubbornly.

"Wow..." Eren murmured moving closer to the counter Zeke was sitting at as he placed his plate onto the kitchen counter leaning down to eat his food.

"So what do you wanna talk about?" Zeke spoke up watching Eren open a bottle of water from the side gulping it down.

"Let's talk about how you're twenty-nine and lonely with no wife living in a one-bedroom apartment and having your little brother here to cook for you." Eren smugly spoke.

"Let's talk about how you got arrested for fighting over a girl who's most probably laughing at you right now with her friends because of how stupid you looked." Zeke retaliated.

"Ha jokes on you cause she doesn't even have friends," Eren pointed his spoon at him.

"Sit down," Zeke said pointing at one of the high chairs beside him.

"Don't tell me what to do," Eren spoke sassily as he pulled out the chair to sit down.

"You know, if you like someone you don't just go fight off some boy that you think is messing with her... she'll just see you as some insecure abusive overprotective son of a bitch and she'll just avoid you." Zeke thoroughly told him.

"Why are you out of all people telling me this? Zero bitches ass motherfucker." Eren squinted his eyes.

"Eren...do you know the number of women I've fucked on that very same couch you've been crashing on?" Zeke pointed at the very same couch watching the colour drain from Eren's face.

"Fuck you," Eren uttered finishing the rest of his food.

"I'm not insecure, abusive and overprotective I just don't like being fucked with and Floch was pissing off. And who said I liked the girl you don't know shit." Eren spoke sternly feeling himself getting annoyed.

"I don't know who you're speaking to like that..." Zeke trailed off having enough of his food moving it towards the side as he placed a cigarette between his lips lighting it up.

"Speaking to you like what?" Eren squinted his eyes.

"You clearly don't wanna tell me the whole details so I'm just going with what I think I know and what you told me." Zeke shrugged speaking in a calm voice as he blew the smoke out of his cigarette.

"Stop talking to me." Eren got up picked up his plate and walked toward the sink.

"You can mock me all you want for not having a partner but I'm fine with the way I am. I love the life I live. I have my own flat, I work a good-paying job and I fuck the hottest woman I see out there every once in a while. But let me tell you about yourself little brother—" Zeke said before he was cut off.

"Oh my goodness gracious...," Eren cut him off sighing to himself loudly showing Zeke that he was tired of him talking.

"You may not look like it but you're just a big wimp and softie plus you're a mama's boy. You want somebody to love and you want to feel loved and I'm not making fun of you because of that I find it rather cute actually. But don't put on this facade and think with your dick instead of your heart acting all big and ignorant. It's your heart that's gonna be left smashed at the end of the day and not hers." Zeke shrugged holding the cigarette between his lips.

"Only Eren Jaeger is the type to do some dumb shit like make his crush hate him because he can't handle his feelings. You're just a pretty boy with no brain." Zeke ridiculed.

Eren didn't reply to Zeke but he heard everything explicitly. Zeke dabbed the end of his cigarette onto the ashtray, picked up his plate and threw the rest of his uneaten food in the bin. He walked toward Eren who has begun washing the dishes.

"And sort out your fucking attitude as well you shmuck," Zeke slapped the back of Eren's head handing him his empty plate as Eren winced.

"Fuck off," Eren smirked taking the plate and purposely splashing a bit of soap water onto him.

"Fucking crybaby," Zeke murmured under his breath grabbing a cloth and wiping his shirt.

Y/N sat on her desk letting her new phone charge while she watched snowfall. She hasn't attended school in like a week and she honestly felt a bit better without it. She was fine with not speaking to anyone and she felt like she needed it.

The only guy she's been truly texting was Jean since she didn't want to make the same mistake of ghosting him without giving him a reason just like she did last time. She was even contemplating whether she should meet up with him today. Jean was the only guy she didn't mind seeing.

Y/N lowered the volume on her phone hearing the sound of her doorbell ringing. She quickly walked out of her room, walked to the front door and checked through the camera.

The first thing she saw was Sasha's face leaning by the gates with a neutral expression planted on her face.

Y/N swore under her breath. She really made an effort to go all the way to her house.

"Y/N I know you're in there cause I saw the lights from your window." She heard Sasha speak through the intercom.

Y/N smacked her pressing the green button allowing Sasha to go through. She knocked at her front door pressing the bell a couple of times as Y/N unlocked it opening the door for Sasha to come in.

Sasha walked in not giving Y/N the usual smile or hug that she gives whenever she came to her house. She slipped off her black decorated crocs as Y/N walked up the stairs going up to her bedroom hearing Sasha follow from behind her.

She walked into her room going back to her chair to shit down as Sasha walked in shortly after staring around before looking at Y/N.

"Y/N did I do something wrong?" Sasha asked pursing her lips together and getting straight to the point.

"No," Y/N bluntly replied.

"If I did anything to make you mad just say it already," Sasha spoke a bit rudely.

"You've done nothing wrong,"

"Stupid doo doo head so why are you ignoring me?" She walked towards Y/N's bed sitting down.

"I just need to be by myself," Y/N spoke lowly.

"But I miss you, bro I've been staying up all night wondering what I've done, are you sure you're not angry at me?" Sasha asked.

"I'm not,"

"Cmere," Sasha spoke indicting Y/N to come as she got up from her seat walking towards Sasha.

"What happened is everything okay at home?" Sasha asked forcing Y/N to rest her head on her shoulder.

"It's nothing," Y/N simply said shaking her head.

"Y/N is it Eren? Did he do something again?" Sasha asked as Y/N kept quiet.

"It's fine," Y/N forced a smile not really wanting to tell anyone her business.

"Are you sure?" Sasha asked pulling away and staring into Y/N's swollen eyes.

"You've lost weight and you look like you've been crying ALOT," Sasha emphasised as Y/N but her lower lip suppressing her tears.

"Y/N?" Sasha spoke up feeling her shoulder shake uncontrollably.

Y/N closed her eyes breathing in and out. As much as she wanted to break down and cry she had no tears to shed and her heart felt void.

"Sasha..." Y/N trailed off staring into her huge brown eyes. Sasha looked at Y/N waiting for her to say what she needed to say as her lips parted.

"Can you give me a hug?" She managed to say as Sasha gave her a sad expression as if she was almost about to cry.

Sasha held her arms wide open pulling Y/N towards her as they both fell onto the bed with Y/N's head resting against her chest with Sasha's arms around her torso.

"In case someone hasn't told you today, I love you so much and I'm here whenever you want to talk to me. I hope you heal from the things you don't want to talk about, one day it's not gonna hurt anymore. You're strong so don't let their words sadden you." Sasha expressed.

"I'm so tired of everything like I just wanna die," Y/N admitted closing her watery eyes.

"It's okay," Sasha murmured stroking her hair.

"Thank you Sash," Y/N sniffled pulling away as she laid up from the bed.

"Few I feel so much relieved now," Sasha sighed heavily.

"So what have you been up to?" Y/N asked.

"I've been studying for my exams most of the time so I'm taking a good break this weekend," Sasha replied.

"What are you gonna do?"

"Connie invited us to this frat house that his new friends Pieck and Reiner invited him to but I don't know if I gonna go." Sasha shrugged.

"Why?" Y/N asked.

"Because you're my party companion and you're not going so it's gonna boring," Sasha huffed.

"That doesn't mean you can't go you still have Mikasa and Annie..." Y/N trailed off.

"But I also want you." Sasha dragged out.

"Sasha I don't know something always happens at parties," Y/N said wearingly.

"It's not a party we're just chilling in the frat house with a few other people," Sasha explained.

"I don't wanna do any drugs or alcohol," Y/N shook her head.

"Girl that's completely fine you don't have to take drugs and alcohol to have a good time." Sasha laughed.

"Eren's gonna be there..." Y/N pursed her lips together.

"And so? Look pretty and walk past him like you never met him." Sasha said bluntly.

"I'll think about it." Y/N playfully rolled her eyes.

"So it's a yes," Sasha said happily.

"Fine but you better not leave me by myself," Y/N glared at her.

"I swear I won't," Sasha held her pinky finger out as Y/N wrapped hers around Sasha's.

〖✰ 〗An Eren book where he actually has a good relationship with Zeke >>