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   ❧ "What're you doing now?" You held the bags in your hand also having your wrist holding onto your purse. Eren pushed down on the top of his pen, "Just writing a note to Armin...telling him i'll be back later."

As Eren finished up writing his lil note, he placed the pen down and took the bags from your hand, "I gotchu." You nodded, taking his keys from his hand and opening the front door. Eren watched you closely as you looked through which key was fitted for his door.

"It's the si-"

"Boy why do you have so many keys?" you shook the keys, listening to them cling as they moved.

"It's the silver one."

"There's more than one silver, Eren," you glanced at the brunette. Eren sighed and placed the bags on the ground, taking the keys from your hand. Waiting for the door to click, you finally heard it after he finished locking it.

Eren started to head down the stairs but your voice stopped him from going down any further, "Uh uh we're using the elevator." You walked towards the gray, shiny door of the elevator and clicked the L button with your knuckles, "I find it hilarious that you think i'm bouta walk down all them stairs."

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  ❧ You never realized how close Eren's home was to yours. It took probably around 25 minutes to get from his apartment all the way to your apartment. The scent of rainy weather was still strong after you gently removed the helmet off your head.

"Alright, just stay chill when you see him cus' ion need Hakeem clowning me..."

"Clowning me for what?"

"Uh nothing, let's go," you moved your fingers around in your purse, looking for your keys. You unlocked the building door, letting Eren walk in first.

"Nice!" Eren smiled, scanning the lobby. His eyes lit up, "No way? Your workout room looks ten times better than mine," Eren looks through the glass, his eyes fixated at all the equipments.

You poked his hip, "Let's gooooo." You strolled over to the elevator, pressing the button for your floor. The way up to your floor in the elevator was quiet, besides the elevator music playing in the background. The ding set off as the elevator door slowly opened, reaching its stop.

"Hold on lemme just-" you turned around started to fix Eren's black leather jacket that he threw on before leaving, patting your hands on his chest.

"What's wrong with my jacket," Eren poked his bottom lip out as he watched you move it around.

"You just gotta look good."

"Oh so you think I look good?" Eren smirked at you, still watching you fix his jacket.

You clicked your tongue and playfully rolled your eyes, "Please." You picked out your keys and shoved it in the lock, slowly unlocking the door.

"Oh shit," Eren looked around the apartment, "Very much luxurious."

"I know right, that's what I said," you took off your shoes and kept it near the front door, "Just leave your shoes next to mine." You also, taking the bags from his hand. You noticed that Hakeem didn't come out like he always did. You raised your eyebrows and walked past the counter, placing your keys on top of it.

Eren followed behind you towards the hall but nearly bumped into you as you suddenly paused your walking.

"Oh no oh no oh no oh no God please no."

"What?" Eren said with a confused tone. You placed your index finger on your lips, signaling for him to keep quiet as you walker closer to Hakeem's door. You cupped your ears and leaned closer to his door. Oh the sounds you wished you could unhear.

"Oh Shawn mmm."

Oh my goodness, "Hakeem," you opened the door, not to widely, to find the two in a position you wish you'll never see them in again, "Not you having your cheeks claps knowing damn well that we're having guest over," you whispered-shouted.

Hakeem sucked his teeth, "Ugh we can finish later Shawn." You covered your eyes as Shawn rolled over to the other side of the bed, beside Hakeem.

"Uh everything good over there?" Eren stood plenty of feet's back from the door.

"Y-yeah we good," you walked down the hall to your room, "We can go in my room first." you opened the door, Eren walking in first. Eren looked around your room and noticed a bunch of sketches of dresses, suits, and much more clothing, attached to your wall. Your organized room was definitely a plus.

"It's really...bright, in here," Eren took off his jacket, placing on the head of your chair by your desk. Your LED light brightened up your room with its multicolored lights slowly flashing and shifting colors.

"What's wrong with it?"

Eren sat on your bed, tossing your plushie up in the air, "I'm just so used to dark stuff, my whole apartment is self explanatory."

Hakeem barged in your room, looking from Eren to you and back to Eren, "How much cash are we talking sir?"

"Hakeeeeeeem say hello first dammit," you dragged his name with your voice.

"Oops- um hello mate my name is Hakeem White and I am 22 years old. I am also a Black man." Hakeem sounded so robotic.

"Wassup i'm Eren," Eren gave Hakeem a nod and stuck out his hand for him to shake.

"Wassup? What's good fam, bro, broski, dude," Hakeem shook his hand. You pinched the bridge of your nose out of embarrassment.

"Anyways," Hakeem continued, "How much cash we talking?"

"I don't know..."

"Alright I'll only be excepting 80 dollars."

"HAKEEM," you threw your hand in the air.

"Fine...40," Hakeem crossed his arms. Eren shrugged and pulled out his wallet.

"Here," Eren have Hakeem four 10s.

"Thank you sir," Hakeem took the money from Eren, shoving it in his back pocket. You glanced at Hakeem and saw that he was wearing black jeans and the pride hoodie his mom gave him for Christmas last year.

"Is yo tongue clean cus' i'm not bouta look at a white ass tongue," Hakeem pointed at Eren.

"HAKEEM OMG," you buried your face in the palm of your hands.

"Whaaaat i'm just saying."

"Yeah...it's clean," Eren laughed.

"See white boy thinks it's funny," Hakeem shrugged, "Okay let's go, ion have all day." Hakeem turned back around, heading towards the living room. Eren patted your head and walked out of your room. His tight black shirt really showed out his back muscles, it honestly made your knees weak a little. Control yourself y/n... you thought.

It was a good idea for you to take this free time with Eren being busy, to take your warm shower. Hoping that by the time you finish showering, you could start immediately on your design work.

No...you were wrong. You walked out of room with your polka dotted pajama pants and a black spaghetti strapped tank top, feeling fresh and clean, just to find Eren still seated on the couch and Hakeem sitting in the counter.

"Hakeem?!" you speed walked towards Hakeem. He was chewing on a strawberry flavored twizzler.

"Yeah?"

"Did you give Eren his piercing yet?"

"Uh no."

"Omg Hakeeeeem, I got shit to do today," You whined.

Hakeem hopped off the counter and leaned against his elbows on the counter, "He said he wasn't gonna do it unless you were there with him."

You looked at Eren in the corner of your eyes and looked back at Hakeem. A huge smirk was plastered on his face as he chewed on his twizzler. You rolled your eyes and walked up to Eren.

"Why haven't you gotten your piercing yet?" you whispered in his ear.

Eren turned his head to face you, his lips accidentally brushing your cheek. Your eyes opened widely a bit but you relaxed, hoping he didn't see your reaction.

"I wanted to hold your hand through the process so..." Eren stared at you.

"Awww pretty boy wants to hold my hand huh," you teased, poking out your bottom lip.

"If y'all gonna eat each other's face off then don't do that shit in front of me," Hakeem interrupted the two of you.

"I'm done with you Hakeem," you shook your head. Eren chuckled and got up to sit in the seat near the counters. Hakeem had all his piercing tools spread out on the counter as he finished his twizzler.

"You know what, I personally think we should just take Eren to a professional..." you stood beside Eren.Hakeem soaked a cotton ball with some alcohol and began cleaning the tools.

"Let's not act like I ain't give you that belly button piercing...don't play with me," Hakeem washed his hands and puts on some blue rubber gloves.

Hakeem walked up to Eren with a black marker between his fingers, "Open wide." Eren did what he was told, "Ou boy you got some nice teeth...extra white mhm..." Hakeem marked the bottom of Eren's tongue, between the veins. Eren reached for your hand as Hakeem placed the forceps clamp onto his tongue.

"Three...two...one," Hakeem firmly pressed the needle through his tongue. Eren closed on of his eyes shut but quickly relaxed a bit. Was it not that painful? To Eren, it only felt like a sting and not a extremely painful.

As Hakeem finished off the rest of the process of the piercing bar and the ball, he wiped the rest of the blood from his mouth and handed him some mouthwash.

"All done!" Hakeem clapped, taking his gloves off, "Y/n go show him the bathroom, he ain't spitting in my kitchen sink." You nodded and pulled Eren to the bathroom by his wrist. You opened your bathroom door, Eren then spits out the mouthwash, admiring his tongue in the mirror.

"Lookths cool right?" Eren spoke in a lisp.

You smiled and laughed, "Yeah it does."

"Ith didn'th even hurth," Eren shrugged.

"I could tell."

Walking back to where Hakeem was at, Hakeem gave Eren a block of ice, "Here suck on that."

"Thank you," Eren took the cold ice cube in his hand, putting the ice in his mouth.

You grabbed Eren's wrist, "Okaaaay now we can get to work now."

Hakeem watched the two of you disappear into the hall, "Shawn let's gooooo," Hakeem clapped his hands, walking back into his room.