9

❧"Damn this smells good," you picked up the hand soap that was at the sink, "What scent is this? Bouta make Hakeem buy this." You put the hand soap down and walked out the bathroom.

Eren sat at the edge of his bed, running his fingers through his hair. You noticed that he changed into the same white t shirt that he gave you but his fit him more. His biceps clenched a bit as he used his elbow for support on his bed.

You cleared your throat, "This is really big," you made a T position with your arms, standing a few feet away from his bed. At a slow pace, Eren lifted his head up to look at you.

"So? You look cute," Eren smirked.

"Not you being a flirt," you fixed the shirt by pulling it more down and walked towards Eren's bed, "Uhm, where's the..supplies?"

Eren got off of his bed and walked towards the bags that was near his door, "Here," he handed you the bags.

"Thanks," you took the bags from his hands and took out the supplies out of the bag and onto his bed. Eren walked towards some drawer in his room and picked out a pack of gum.

"Want one?" Eren asked after holding two sticks of gum, mint flavored. You nodded and stuck your hand out to feel the stick of gum being gently placed on your palm.

After getting up to spread the supplies on Eren's bed, you scanned at every supply that was on the bed and slapped your forehead. Eren looked at you with concerned read in his eyes.

"What?" He questioned.

"I just realized...i don't have a sewing machine."

"My roommate Armin has 2 in his room," Eren took the toothpick out of his mouth, "But they're two different types."

You followed Eren out of his room, "Uh isn't it weird for me to just walk in your roommates ro- gah damn this shits big," your eyes opened widely as you walked into the room. It looked similar to Eren's room but way bigger.

Eren walked to an area that had all the supplies. All the sewing machines, fabric, needles, buttons, yarn, clips, and so much more.

"So he has the mechanical one and electronic one," Eren patted each sewing machine.

"Uhhh?" you rubbed your arm.

"Lemme just..." Eren pulled out a fabric and picked up a scissor to cut it, "C'mere." Eren motioned his fingers for you to walk towards him. You stood in front of the sewing machines, waiting for his next move.

"I'm pretty sure you know how to use the mechanical one but imma show you the difference." You felt Eren stand behind you, leaning against you a bit. He handed you the fabric and held your hand as he also held the fabric.

"In the mechanical one, it's you that controls it, with you know, the knobs and shit," Eren leaned against you more to adjust the knob. You felt your breathing hitch at his presence being so close to you.

"Pretty boy knows how to sew too? What else don't I know," you smirked as you watched Eren's hand move with yours.

Eren said slowly, whispering in your ear, "Whole lotta things," You felt butterflies flutter in your stomach.

"Aaaand what exactly are those things?"

"You'll find out," Eren left a small smirk on his face as he turned the knob again.

"Now for the electronic one, I honestly don't know how to use this," Eren chuckled, "I think you just press these buttons...right here," Eren placed his hand on your waist as he leaned against you more to get a better look at the sewing machine.

Does this man not know what he's doing to me, i might go feral, you watched Eren continually brush his hair out of his face.

"Eren it's fine, i'll just use the mecha-" your words were interrupted with a door opening.

"Eren what're you doing in my room?"

You looked back and saw the blonde that you recognized from your class, standing at his bedroom doorway. You could tell that he must have some type of obsession with fur coats. He was wearing another fur coat just like the one he wore the first time you saw him but this time in all black.

"Yo Armin, how do you use the electronic machine again?" Eren didn't look up from the machine.

"Ereeeen I said I'll just use the mechanical one," you whisper-shouted.

"I know, I just wanna know how to use it."

Armin took off his coat and walked up to the both of you, raising an eyebrow, "Am I....interrupting something here?" Armin pointed at the position the both of you were in. You butted Eren off of you which caused him to fall back, yelping softly.

"Not at all," you gave Armin a small smile and waved at him, "I'm Y/n."

"Oooh so you're that friend that Eren was walking home," Armin crossed his arms, "Anyways I'm Armin, nice to meet you." He returned your smile.

"I like your room, Armin," you moved your finger around in a circle.

Armin's smile grew bigger at your compliment, "Thank you." Armin tilted his head to the side as he pointed at the clothes you were wearing, "Is that..is that Eren's shirt?"

You looked down at the shirt you were wearing, "Yeah, my other clothes were wet so you know, he gave me something different to wear, I think he tossed them in the dryer."

Armin puckered his lips to the side and gave Eren a suspicious side eye. Eren rubbed the back of his neck, trying not to avoid his stares. You looked at the two of them, "Y'all good or?"

"Nah we good,"Eren cleared his throat,"Uhm Armin we're gonna borrow your sewing machine," Eren picked up the machine and started to walk towards the door. You waved goodbye to Armin and trailed behind him.

Eren was planning on breaking the poor girls back wasn't he, Armin thought to himself, Thank God his room isn't next to mine, these walls are too thin...

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❧ "Okay favorite breakfast," you rolled open the roll of fabric as you kneeled on the ground.

"I'll eat anything to be honest, especially if it has bacon on the side," Eren laid on his side, using his elbow for support.

"Bacon smacks."

Eren hummed in agreement of your liking with bacon. You zipped open your bag and took out a pen, a flash card and measuring tape, handing the pen and flash card to Eren.

Eren watched you pull out the measuring tape, "Woah there...what're you doing with that." He took the pen and flash card from your hand.

You stood up and unrolled the tape, "I'm gonna measure your torso...what did you think I was gonna do with the tape?"

"Oh nothing..." Eren sighed in disappointment. You quickly realized what he meant and poked his stomach.

"You play too much," you held the tape in your hand, "Take off your shirt."

Eren lifted his eyebrow, giving you a 'oh for real' expression.

"It's so I can measure you waist, don't get your hopes up," you snickered. Eren handed you the pen and flash card and did what he was told and pulled the shirt off of him. He rubbed his chest and shook his now ruffled, messy hair. (holy guacamole 👴🏾)

You handed him back the pen and flash card and tried to keep your cool as you wrapped the tape around his waist, "Write down the measurements after I tell you them, got it?"

"Mhmm," Eren made lifted his arms up, holding the pen and flashcard in the air. You stood still and looked up at Eren whose bottom lip was quivering from holding in his laugh.

"Eren stay still."

"But it tic-agh," Eren flinched and laughed.

"Alright did you finish writing down the measurements?" you rolled up the measuring tape.

"Yep," Eren handed you the card and pen. You took the two things from his hand and kneeled back onto the ground, facing the fabric that you laid out.

"What time is it?"

Eren picked up his phone that was on the bed and turned it on, "9:54."

"9:54 Already?" you sighed, "We barely did anything."

"Tomorrow's Saturday," Eren picked up his shirt, "we can work on it again tomorrow."

"Sure uh my place?"

Eren smiled at you, "Sounds good."

You had to rethink about what you just said, My place? I'm already inviting him to my place...

"Eren."

"Yeah?"

"Hope you don't mind but can I sleepover...it's cold and it's still raining and I don't really wanna g-"

"I'm cool with that," Eren responded with a nonchalant tone.