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〖✰ 〗"So have you apologised to Y/N yet?" Armin spoke to the brown-haired boy who was silent the entire time.

He didn't gain a response from him so he decided not to push him on about it again. Knowing how much of a short temper Eren had. Also, nobody wanted to be arguing first thing in the morning.

Armin looked at Mikasa who had her headphones blasting with music but was still able to hear Armin's conversation with Eren. Mikasa locked eyes with him shrugging before going back to whatever she was doing on her phone.

The longer Eren took to sort things out with her, the more she would lose interest.

They encountered Jean, Connie and Sasha in the hallways. Ever since what happened a couple of days ago, it felt as if the whole friendship group has split.

Armin and Mikasa stuck beside Eren and Connie and Sasha stuck beside Jean. Sasha quietly waved at Mikasa as Mikasa waved at her back before walking up to her locker.

"I fucking hate how awkward this is..." Mikasa spoke lowly to Armin taking out her ginormous project book in preparation for her first period which was Art.

"Ugh tell me about it," Armin agreed looking back at Eren whose face was stuck on his phone before turning back to his locker and taking out his literature textbook.

Eren had texted Y/N for the umpteenth time today. His eyes lingered on the red 'failed to send sign meaning that she blocked him.

"Speak to him—"

"He's not gonna wanna speak," Armin replied checking the time on his phone before swiping up and checking himself on his front camera.

"He will, it's you..." Mikasa ran her fingers through her neck-length hair.

"When was the last time me and Eren had a meaningful conversation? Shit even I don't remember. He doesn't talk about his feelings and I'm not gonna force it out of him," Armin replied putting his phone into the back pocket of his jeans.

"Armin this is not an argument just do it please," Mikasa curved up her brows before sighing and rolling her eyes.

"He shouldn't have done what he did if he was going to hurt himself in the process. But whatever, everyone fucks up I'll talk to him." Armin uttered locking the door of his locker.

"Good," she gripped onto her tote bag smiling with Armin side eyeing her.

"Woman I know you did not just make me take one for the team and speak to Eren just because you're scared to," Armin pointed out.

"Me? Scared? Says who?!" Mikasa pointed at herself her face flustering up along the way.

"Says me dumbass you can't just manipulate the manipulator," Armin scoffed.

"Just do what I told you to do," Mikasa adjusted her midi skirt which had a thigh split.

Armin smacked his teeth taking a deep breath before turning around on his heel and approaching the depressed brunette.

"Eren,"

He spoke simply staring up at the boy. He eyed the partial bruises on the corner of his lips and around the side of his eye. Eren pursed his lips together eyes fluttering his long straight eyelashes as he side-eyed Armin.

"Are you good?" Armin leaned onto the locker stuffing his hands into the pockets of his denim jacket.

"I'm straight," he plainly replied finally looking into Armin's deep blue hues.

"It's fine if you don't wanna talk about it, but you don't have to lie you know..." Armin trailed off.

"I'm not gonna lie you look hurt," Armin uttered bluntly. Eren's gaze was still on his locker staying silent.

"Did you speak to Y/N or not?"

"Armin I just said that I'm fine..." Eren stared at him intensively.

"You're not fine,"

"I am," Eren raised his voice slightly.

"You're not," Armin repeated.

"I AM,"

"You are fine—" Armin switched.

"I'm not fine...I mean—fuck you," Eren stuttered.

"Ha got you there," Armin pulled onto his lower eye sticking his tongue out once his trick worked.

Eren kissed his teeth at Armin's response putting his phone back into his pocket before retrying his hair while Armin watched.

"Can you just put your ego to the side and tell me how you feel? I know you the most out of everyone and if you keep bottling your emotions up like that, you're just gonna break and fuck things up again." Armin patted Eren's back.

Eren leaned his forehead onto the cold iron locker closing his eyes as his eyelids twitched. "I just don't wanna be in school,"

"Let's skip," Armin suggested.

"For real?" Eren looked at him.

"It's a Tuesday morning who the fucks tryna go to Petra's English lesson then deal with fucking Ackerman later on?" Armin narrowed his eyes

"And plus I didn't do my assignment," he turned around walking up to his locker and putting his textbooks back in.

They sat in the fast food restaurant as Armin stared at Eren flabbergasted at the amount of food he ordered.

A chicken burger, a beef burger, two medium fries, four chicken strips, along with a box of nuggets and a large coke to end it all. He didn't even know why he ordered a lot he just went with what he thought would be nice.

"Aww Erenn you're heartbroken," Armin taunted sitting down at the booth in front of him taking his burger, nuggets and fries out of the brown paper bag.

"Armin it's a Tuesday morning," Eren uttered as he began sniggering.

"I know you," Armin pointed at him. "And you don't even eat a lot for a guy unless you're stressed out you always gotta be in denial like give it rest," Armin huffed inserting the straw into his strawberry milkshake.

"Jesus Christ, can a man have not have the morning to eat in peace?" Eren trailed off kissing his teeth as he unwrapped his burger.

Armin scoffed before replying. "Not after what you just did," he shrugged. "But who am I? I'm just a happy blonde here to take care of his depressed brunette friend,"

Eren who was eating silently stopped chewing giving Armin a death glare. "Armin stop you're not funny..." Eren munched on his food as his jaw tensed.

"Ok jokes aside, sorry if I've been making you feel like shit about this whole mess. I was just tryna get you to realise how much your actions impacted her. You have a good heart somewhere, I know you do but if you don't speak about stuff, no one is gonna understand you." Armin took out a piece of his fries.

"I didn't come to you to talk about Y/N, it's not that I don't care about her but we're not that close I came to check up on you," Armin shrugged.

"Wow Armin, how perspicacious of you," Eren simply replied picking up his straw and ripping off the paper wrapper before inserting it into the cup and drinking out of it.

"So for starters, how have you been feeling?" Armin paused the music that played on his phone at a low volume before dipping his nuggets into the sauce and taking a whole bite.

"I feel like shit," Eren replied truthfully shrugging before biting into his fries.

"Do you feel shit because of the way you treated her or shit because you feel guilty?" Armin asked as Eren paused for a moment swallowing his food before he began talking.

"I think it's both..." he trailed off his siren emerald green eyes staring at Armin as Armin drank his milkshake.

"Why do think? You should know what you're feeling don't you think?" Armin truthfully spoke putting his drink down before twirling his paper straw inside the beverage.

"Because I don't feel guilty for myself, I did what I did knowing the consequences. I do regret it but it's like a thing where it just happened. I was angry," Eren shrugged as Armin nodded.

"I don't think guilty is the word to describe how you feel. I think you're sad about it."

"Sad?" Eren squinted his eyes

"Correct me if I'm wrong, but that's how I'm seeing things. You don't feel sad for yourself but you feel sad because she's making you sad—"

"Don't you think I deserve it though?" Eren cut him off.

"Bro either way, if she says some shit that hurts you, then you're obviously going be sad about it even if you do deserve it you have emotions," Armin replied.

"Hm," Eren hummed raising his brows for a moment scrunching up the parchment paper his chicken strips were in and throwing it back into the brown empty bag.

They ate in silence for a couple of minutes as Eren's mind trailed off into ways he could get Y/N to forgive him. He felt as if her forgiving him was the easiest thing to do but being able to prove to her that he actually felt sorry and he wanted to change was almost impossible.

"How do I get Y/N to forgive me?"

"Now you wanna start trying?" Armin spoke with his mouth full finishing his fries.

"I already tried," Eren spoke bluntly averting his eyes before returning back to eating his food.

"So do I have to play investigator just to find out or are you going to tell me how it went?" Armin narrowed his eyes closing the empty box of his nuggets and putting it back into the brown bag.

"She rejected me, come on Armin," Eren rolled his eyes kissing his teeth as he put the other portion of his fries into the brown bag since he wasn't feeling it anymore.

"It hurts doesn't it?" Armin asked as he nodded. "That's the same feeling she felt when you rejected her,"

"I know..." Eren murmured fiddling with his short blunt nails and pulling off the peeled-up bits of skin.

"I was gonna tell her that I liked her but I—" he gulped before finishing his sentence. "But I couldn't I just fumbled and I ended up kissing her; then she just slapped me...and it hurt as well," Eren looked down at his food feeling himself about to get sick from the amount he ordered.

"You shouldn't have done that." Armin clicked his tongue shaking his head before finishing his milkshake.

"Armin you're not helping me, you're just critiquing me and telling me what I shouldn't have done as if I don't regret it already," Eren slightly raised his voice his ear tinting a lush colour of red.

"Ok if you really want my help, here's what I think you should do..." Armin swallowed.

"Don't tell Y/N you like her—"

"But I want her to know..." Eren cut him off.

"She hasn't even forgiven you so focus on repenting before you do some irrational shit. You can't just confess your feelings when you haven't even shown her once that you were feeling her. You have to change; make yourself a better person and until she finally acknowledges that, then you can tell her that you like her. There are baby steps to these Eren," Armin truthfully told him running his fingers through his blonde locks before packing away the rest of his food.

"That still doesn't answer my question though. I wanna know how I should change," Eren murmured staring down at his food as Armin grinned.

"Luckily, you've come to the right person," Armin clapped his hands together before picking up his phone.

"Drum roll please," Armin unlocked his phone with his Face ID not earning a drum roll from Eren

"Eren," Armin looked up at him slouching his shoulders.

"Armin you're wasting my time just say what you need to say," Eren rolled his eyes chewing on the paper straw inside his large coke.

"Okay since I care about my best friend's mental well-being I decided to sign him up forrr..." Armin slammed his hands against the white polished table making a drumroll.

"Therapy,"

Eren put down his drink narrowing his eyes towards the excited blonde boy in front of him.

"Armin why would you do that?" Eren asked as Armin's smile dropped.

"It's for the best it'll help you understand how to communicate emotions etcetera etcetera..." Armin trailed off checking his email.

"But that just makes me look so...how should I word it—"

"It doesn't make you look like anything therapy isn't only for people with mental health issues," Armin waved it off. "If you really like Y/N then you should be willing to do anything to change," Armin smiled as Eren nodded.

"Okay, I'll do it,"

"I wasn't sure if you would be comfortable speaking to a guy about it so I chose a woman. Her name is Doctor Alexander," Armin showed Eren her contact details.

"Just try not to fuck on your first appointment—" Armin spoke smugly before covering his mouth as Eren glared at him.

"I'm sorry that was the last one I promise," Armin giggled covering his mouth with both of his hands.

"So when do I start?" Eren asked picking up Armin's phone as he scrolled through her contact details and email.

"So she said you can start today but it going to be more of an ice breaker session so you get to tell her about yourself blah blah blah..." Armin trailed off.

"I wasn't sure if you were going to speak to me so I kinda left her hanging but I'll dm her today to ask if she's still free," Armin noted checking the time on his phone seeing that it was just about noon.

"Are you sure it's gonna help?" Eren bit onto his straw.

"She's a certified psychologist it's gonna help," Armin playfully rolled his eyes.

"But you're only staying there for the free trial which is a month because no one is trying to pay 59.99 for that stuff," Armin poked his tongue through his inner cheek as Eren sighed loudly.

"Then what's the point?" He held his hands out across from the table.

"I can't believe my best friend is telling me I need therapy," Eren groaned.

"You'll be thanking me in ten years when you and Y/N are walking down the aisle," Armin grinned as Eren rolled his eyes.

"Too far maybe?"

Y/N closed her MacBook after just finishing a quarter of her assignments. She's been at it all day that she didn't even have time to eat or even check her phone.

She really just wanted to get her shit straight, get back to school, do her exams and then disappear. That's all she wanted in this life.

She twirled around her chair yawning loudly and stretching feeling her joints crack and pop loudly before she walked up to her bed laying down on the silk noir bedsheets that slipped against her soft skin.

Her windows were open allowing the soft breeze to dance around her room as her sheer white curtains flowed inside.

Y/N wiped her lips the kiss still lingering on her mind. This was the first time she thought about Eren today. She covered her face feeling embarrassment creep up her skin. Y/N felt like crying again but she was forcing herself to suck it all up. Eren was a dick. He didn't deserve her. He was weird.

Why be in so much denial that you ruin everything we could have?

The moment she felt herself losing interest, that's when he wanted to bombard her feelings again. Even if she did forgive him, she didn't think it would be the same anymore they wouldn't be able to vibe like they usually would.

It was his fault, he made his own bed so he might as well lay on it.

Y/N bent her arm resting it above her eyes as she breathed through her mouth feeling a bit of doziness creep up her eyes. Her phone buzzed loudly making her eyes shoot open as she drowsily picked it up seeing that Sasha was calling her.

She swiped accepting the call putting it on the loudspeaker and placing the phone beside her head also turning onto her side and bending her legs.

"Y/N?" She heard her usually energetic voice speak.

"Yeah?" She spoke softly yawning loudly and opening her eyes.

"Are you alive are you well?" Sasha asked as Y/N heard the sound of the busy street from the other end of the call.

"I'm alive I guess so we praise God for that..." Y/N trailed off shrugging lazily.

"Me and Mikasa we're planning to come to check up on you unless you're busy but like we really wanna see you," Sasha mumbled as Y/N nodded.

She was tired and she wasn't in the mood to speak to anyone right now. All she wanted to do was sleep. But Y/N thought that it was really sweet that they wanted to see how she is so it was impossible to decline.

"Yeah, you guys can come," Y/N's hoarse voice spoke as she stretched laying back up and rubbing her red eyes.

She walked into her closet holding her phone while grabbing her fluffy Sesame Street pyjama pants and putting them over her Calvin Klein briefs. She also picked out her Essentials hoodie wearing it over her camisole.

"Okay love you we'll be there in like twenty minutes," Sasha proudly spoke before quickly ending the call.

"Y/N I'm so sorry you had to go through that, that must've been so humiliating" Sasha hugged the girl.

"How have you been feeling?" She asked pulling away and stuffing her hands into the pockets of her sleeveless Calvin Klein padded jacket.

"I don't know how I've been feeling, to be honest," Y/N shrugged sighing softly as Mikasa laid down on Y/N's bed.

"I second that," Mikasa spoke lowly turning on her phone.

"I lowkey thought you guys didn't want to associate yourself with me anymore," Y/N truthfully admitted tracing her fingers along the Cookie Monster design on her pyjama pants.

"Why would you assume that?" Sasha raised a brow turning to meet her gaze.

"Because of what I did to Jean, you guys have known him longer than me and I know how much he means to you guys, especially you Sasha," Y/N averted her eyes from them.

"What happened with Jean wasn't okay but I understand why you did it. I just feel like you should've been truthful from the start. I get that you were scared to tell him because you didn't want to hurt his feelings, I mean Jean treated you like a literal princess and I think you felt like you sort of had to return the favour but that just made things worse. It's cute that you put his feelings over yours but in these types of situations you've gotta put yourself first," Mikasa stroked Y/N's back.

"I agree with Mikasa, you just should've been a hundred from the start. We all make mistakes and we learn from them," Sasha sat on the chair spreading her legs out.

"But I just didn't want him to find out that way, Eren overexaggerated and made it seem like I was using him just to make him jealous but I wasn't, I know I didn't like Jean, but I just wanted to see if maybe I could catch feelings along the way but I didn't," Y/N looked at her fingers.

"Jean completely understood that, he mentioned before that you said you weren't sure if your feelings were genuine. He was just mad at Eren because of this whole bro code thing," Mikasa murmured.

"Just speak to him," Sasha suggested.

"That's even if he wants to see me," Y/N bit her lower fluttering her lashes. "I don't think he wants to hear it from me,"

"You've gotta try, one deep talk and an apology can fix a lot," Mikasa agreed with Sasha.

"Moving on..." Y/N murmured biting the skin on her lower lip.

"If Eren was to apologise would you forgive him?" Sasha asked walking up to the two that were sitting on the bed.

"What's sorry gonna do if he doesn't change?" Y/N stared at them as they both shrugged

"All I know is Eren feels really bad for what he did to you, but it's up to you however you wanna interpret it," Mikasa uttered.

"Forgiving him is the easiest thing I can do. But if he's going to continue to act like the same egotistical and antisocial Eren then what's the point? He might as well stay as far away from me as possible," Y/N spoke remembering the kiss from yesterday.

It went silent between them as Y/N looked at Sasha as she sat down on the fluffy pink carpet chewing on her inner cheek and looking down at her side.

"What?" Y/N looked at the brunette girl who acting a bit out of character.

"Mikasa I can't hold it in anymore, she's our best friend and I feel like she needs to know about this," Sasha spoke staring at the girl as she popped her head up.

"Tell me what?" Y/N looked at both of them.

"Should I say it?" Sasha looked at Mikasa waiting for her response.

"Be my guess then," Mikasa answered.

"So boom, when you left Eren and Jean had this like massive fight—"

"Did he lose?" Y/N raised a brow.

"Hm... Jean threw in a lot of punches but Eren was holding himself together," Sasha shrugged.

"Anywhos next thing you know Jean tackles Eren onto the floor and he's shouting at him asking why he did what he did blah blah blah," Sasha rolled her eyes.

"And I kid you not, Eren had the audacity to say he loved you," Sasha placed both her hands over her mouth.

"Love? As in l-o-v-e?" Y/N spelt out. "Buy me a KitKat," She scoffed ironically earning a laugh from Mikasa.

"Eren even used the word infatuated," Mikasa laughed. "Sasha when has Eren ever said that about a girl?" Mikasa asked her.

"Basically like never," Sasha replied slapping her knee as they both laughed.

"And you should've seen Hitch's face the bitch looked like she wanted to cry," Mikasa turned around covering her face with the pillow.

"She needed to know her place and who Eren belonged to...unless you're still feeling him," Sasha shrugged eyeing Y/N.

"So how do you feel now that Eren likes you back, and he's been liking you for quite a while by the way," Mikasa asked turning around and laying on her back.

"Why decide to like me now after causing so much of a ruckus? Was it because I was speaking to another guy that wasn't him? Like I don't really get the gist of it," Y/N knitted her brows.

"Babe listen Eren has like this intellectual throwback where he finds it hard to comprehend people's feelings or even express his own." Mikasa rolled his eyes.

"He is just mentally enslaved so you kind of have to take your time and be patient when you're handling someone that's as slow as him," Sasha inputted and Y/N laughed.

"You just have to take it one day at a time when it comes to dealing with Eren," Mikasa patted Y/N's shoulder.

"But one thing I can guarantee is Eren likes you, he feels bad for how he treated you and he wants to become a better person. It's up to you whether you want to forgive him or not, he did say a lot of mean stuff to you so I don't really blame you if you don't," Mikasa concluded.

"This is the first time Eren is actually apologising for the way he treated me, at first that was all I wanted from him. I like it when someone realises their actions and then decides to change that's the type of calibre I want in a person. I am not gonna let him off that easily I want him to actually suffer," Y/N furrowed her brows.

"So is it a no?" Sasha asked?

"I need to see for myself first, I don't really hold grudges so I'm willing to give him a second chance. I just need my space I have exams to worry about so it's not like a thing where I'm going to be thinking about Eren like that," Y/N admitted.

〖✰ 〗I wanted this to happen quickly because I want you guys to see more cute/coupley scenes with Y/N and Eren before I finish this book.