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"Y/n these cookies are nasty," Eren held the cookie with the tip of his fingers after taking a bite into it. He made an unpleasant facial expression as he finished chewing the cookie.

"Shut up, they're fine," you took the cookie from his fingers and ate it. You smacked your lips a few times so your taste buds can warm up to the taste of the cookie, almost making the same face that Eren made.

You glanced at Eren in the corner of your eyes, hoping he didn't see your reaction.

"You know that they're nasty Y/n," Eren rested his arm behind you on the couch, keeping his eyes on you.

"Nah," you shook your head in denial before taking another bite. Eren took his phone out of his pocket, letting out a chuckle. After you were done eating the cookie, you proceeded to get up from the couch to head back in the kitchen to grab something to drink.

Eren's eyes didn't leave his screen as you sat back down beside him with a cup of (f/d) in your hand. You took your phone off of the coffee table and unlocked it, swiping through your home screen.

"What's that?" Eren tapped your cup in curiosity.

"F/d, want some?" you moved your cup closer to him  as you looked up from your phone to stare at him. He nodded, taking the cup from your hands to take a sip.

Eren nodded slowly and handed you back your cup,letting out a soft 'Mm' after swallowing. His liking from tasting your drink made you smile just a bit.

You crossed your legs together on the couch, placing your elbows on your knees after opening the imessage app to check any recent messages you might've missed.

Letting out an 'oop' sound, you noticed a text from Kendrick and clicked on his contact to shoot him a text back. Eren was already aware about Kendrick texting you while the both of you were making cookies. At a slow pace, he leaned his head back just enough to look at your screen.

Eren rolled his eyes after noticing what was on your screen and sat up to the edge of the couch. He turned off his phone and shoved it back into his back pocket, clearing his throat a little.

"Uh I gotta go home," Eren drummed his fingers against his knees, looking at you over his shoulder.

"Really? Thought you were gonna stay over?" you looked away from your phone and frowned at him.

"Armin wants me to, uh, help him with something so.." Eren got up from the couch and stretched, his abs revealing just a bit, "My jacket is in your room, i'll be back."

You gave him a quick nod before pressing send on your phone. Not even a minute went by as Eren walked back towards you in the living room. He pulled onto the sleeve part of his jacket and stood behind you on the couch.

You felt his fingers gently grab your cheeks as he tilted your head back so you could be staring at him.

"Yeah?" you felt his fingers squeeze your cheeks just a bit as he stared down at you.

"I'll see you tomorrow," he said to you lowly. You mouthed a goodnight to him as you felt the tightness from his fingers on your cheeks loosen a bit.

You ended up following behind Eren so you could lock your door. You waved at him one last time before closing the door behind you.

From the distance, you could hear your phone ringing on repeat, vibrating against the coffee table.

* in case y'all ain't know, i changed kenny's appearance 🥰👊🏾*

𝙠𝙚𝙣𝙣𝙮🧸 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚...

"Yo," you held your phone in your hand as you walked down the hall to head back to your room.

"Yellow," you heard Kendrick muffle into the mic.

"Yellow? Oh no..." you closed your door after walking into your room and sat onto your bed, with one of your legs crossed over the other.

Kendrick chuckled and propped his phone up on his bed as he sat cross legged. He had a folder, which you assumed was filled with photographs in it, on his lap and his camera beside him.

"What do you want Kenny," you asked, scratching your temple with your nail.

"Oh I just wanted to tell you about what I did today," Kendrick turned on his lamp and beamed at the camera as he looked up from his folder. His pink dreadlocks was held back with a nike headband that he had on.

You already knew what he did today but you decided to just go along with everything, "Okay...what did you do today?"

"After the lil photoshoot, I went over to Connie's apartment,"he interrupted himself to ask you his other question, "You know Connie right?"

"No shit Kenny," you laughed at him as he let out an 'oh' after realizing that you two were in the same class.

"Ok whatever but I played Call of Duty with him, Jean, Eren, and I think their other friend Armeen?"

Your mouth was covered with your hand to hold back your laugh. You shook your head and took a deep breath, "It's Arm-in, Armin."

"Ye ye Armin," Kendrick nodded repeatedly as he kept his smile on his face.

"You like them?"

"Yeah they cool," Kendrick flipped through the photographs that were in his folder, "Can I ask you something?"

"Shoot," you bit down on your bottom lip, pealing off the skin a bit.

(i have a habit with this...i need to stop biting my lips🥰👊🏾)

"You got something going with someone or..."

"Oop- Why you asking?"

" 'Cus Eren kept asking me some weird ass questions."

You pressed your tongue against your inner cheek as you looked to left and right, then back to the screen, "The fuck was he asking you?"

"Um I remember him asking me about how we knew each other," Kendrick leaned closer to his phone and whispered, "Not gon hold you, shit was tense."

"What did you tell him?" you moved your phone closer to your face to the point where Kendrick only saw your forehead.

"Well I was gonna tell him that you were my ex girlfriend and- " Kendrick smiled at you, pointing his finger at the camera as he raised his eyebrows up and down, "Best friiiiiiend."

"Don't call me your best friend, you ain't talk to me for a year after you left," you gave him a stank face before immediately relaxing your face, "Wait, what do you mean that you was gonna tell him? Ain't you tell him already?"

"Nah, Connie interrupted me so-"

"Nigga it does not take you that long to finish a sentence, now you got the man overthinking," you rubbed your fingers against your temple, sighing deeply.

"You have no place to talk, you should've told him about me then."

"I didn't think that y'all was gonna play pew pew games together," you made the gun gesture with your hands in front of the camera.

"Whomp whomp, we did," Kendrick poked out his bottom lip as he moved his head from side to side, "Hold up, y'all dating or what?"

"Uh not really."

"But do you like him?" Kendrick pulled out two photographs and held it up in front of him, waiting for your answer, " 'Cus it's obvious that he likes you. Eren's easy to read and ion even know the nigga."

"Okay maybe..." you adjusted yourself on the bed to copy Kendrick's sitting position.

"So why didn't you ask him out yet? Don't tell me you friend-zoning again,"  Kendrick made a 'yikes' facial expression, showing off his teeth.

"Shut up...anywaaays, let's change the topic," you placed your elbows on your knees and clasped your hands together, placing your chin on the back of your hands, "Did you text Chanel."

"Chanel from the photoshoot? Yeah she texted me while I was on my way back to my studio."

( studio as in the apartment just to clarify)

"Aw look at you," you wiggled your eyebrows.

"She's clingy but i'll get used to it," Kendrick shrugged, closing his folder shut and placing it to the side, "She's cool though."

You giggled to yourself at the thought of Chanel being desperate over Kendrick today at Ms Brown's studio.

"What's funny? I wanna laugh too," Kendrick picked up his phone and raised it up in the air as his head rested against his pillow.

You shook your head and took a deep breath, "Nothi-"

"Y/N!" Hakeem shouted as he barged into your room, causing you to jump a little. You rolled your eyes and rubbed your fingers against your forehead.

"Whaaaaaaat," you groaned.

"These cookies nasty, who the hell let yo black ass in the kitchen?" Hakeem's face was in disgust as he threw the cookie into your trash bin that was in the corner of your room, "Who you yapping to now?"

"Ayo Keem," Kendrick hollered into his mic, letting out a chuckle.

"Ew Kenny," Hakeem laid on your bed, putting his face into the camera frame, "Bubble gum headass, out of all colors, you chose pink to dye them dreads."

"Hakeem your hair is dry...you use cantu?"

"Boy I will fuck you up," Hakeem leaned his face closer to the screen, "Pull up negro," Hakeem held a fist in the air. ( 🙄👊🏾)

You shook your head from side to side in disappointment as you started to rethink about the moment the two were fighting over iced tea. It felt like that moment all over again.

"Scary ass," Kendrick snickered.

"SCARY WHO?! KEEP TRYING ME KENNY, KEEP TRYING ME!" Hakeem picked up your phone and began shouting at it.

You grabbed your phone from his hand and looked at him up and down, "Hakeem...it's too late for all this screaming, please."

"Kenny, you betta count yo days," Hakeem took your phone from your hand as he said into the mic.

"And you betta sleep with one eye open," Kendrick clapped back at Hakeem's threat.

"Nigga you're all talk," Hakeem sucked his teeth, "Oh my God, Kenny wanna hear something that Y/n did today."

"Tea?! Hold on, do I gotta grab my headphones for this?"

"Who's gonna be listening? Nobody, you don't need them damn headphones."

"You right, so what'd she do?"

"So i'm just working on my documents right and I hear this bitch from the bathroom m-"

Your eyes opened widely as you quickly slapped your hand over Hakeem's mouth to stop him from finishing his sentence.

"You hear her what?"

"Uh mopping, he heard me mopping," you grabbed your phone once again, keeping your hand on Hakeem's mouth. Muffles came from Hakeem as he tried to pull your wrist.

"Mopping? Boooooooring," Kendrick made a fake yawn gesture as he stared back at his phone.

"Kendrick don't you got faces to take pictures of tomorrow? Go to bed," you tapped your screen as your thumb hovered over the red button.

"Wait," Kendrick raised his hand in front of the camera, "Can you say something real quick."

"Say wh-" before you even got to finish your sentence, Kendrick already hanged up the call before you had the chance to do it first. Hakeem finally managed to get your hand away from his mouth. He took deep breaths before blurting any words out.

"What was the reason miss girl?" Hakeem stood up straight as he got off of your bed.

"Hakeem you needa learn how to keep your mouth shut and to stay outta my beeswax," you pointed your index finger at him as you glared at him.

"Well I'm soooorry, someone needa be entertained," Hakeem huffed and walked out your room.

"Hakeem," you mumbled his name under your breath as you shook your head.