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Eren coughed into his shoulder as he pulled off his hoodie, clenching it with his hand as he walked into his living room. He abruptly stopped in his steps as he found Armin sitting in one of the single chairs that was in the living room.

Armin had his arms crossed as his foot tapped against the floor, "Eren its 2 am, where have you been."

Eren let out a quiet burp as he stood still, trying to keep his thoughts straight, "Uh?" he scratched his head still trying to think of an answer.

Armin slowly rose up from his seat and walked towards his friend, the ends of his black, silky robe trailing behind him. Taking a quick whiff of Eren, Armin scrunched up his face after smelling a stench of alcohol and sweat.

"Eren please," Armin closed his eyes shut as he took a deep breath. Eren kept his mouth shut as he waited for Armin to say another word, "What happened and don't lie to me."

Eren groaned and dragged his feet towards the couch. He tossed his hoodie to the side and sat down, burying his face in his hands.

"I fucked up," Eren mumbled as he kept his hands on his face. Armin already caught on to what Eren meant. He clearly did something he wasn't suppose to do.

Armin sighed in disappointment and walked back to the seat he was sitting at previously, "Eren I told you to do one thing, to drop the hoes."

"It was a random girl this time," Eren spoke into the palm of his hands.

"That's even worse Eren," Armin crossed his arms again, staring at his friend who was clearly drowning in guilt, "What happened to meeting up with Y/n?"

"It didn't happen."

"It didn't ha- Eren this doesn't make any sense to me, I don't even know what to say," Armin had his cold eyes pierced on Eren. The room was quiet minus the profanities that Eren was muttering under his breath.

"It's all in communication Eren," Armin rose up from his seat again, "It's clearly something that you lack, this isn't my business. You're on your own with this one."

Eren didn't move from the spot he was in. He kept his face buried in his hands as Armin stared at him one last time.

Armin shook his head in disbelief and walked back to his room, leaving Eren in the living room by himself with different thoughts floating in his mind.

"Fuck," Eren kept his face covered as he leaned back against the couch.

✧ 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒚 ✧

Connie was seated at Jean and Mikasa's table since he only wanted to talk to Jean about what happened on saturday.

"Did you get her number at least?" Jean asked Connie after he finished telling Jean about what happened to him.

"Uh....yeah?" Connie nodded. Jean stared at Connie in disbelief and started chuckling, "What's so funny?"

"You? Connie? Getting girls numbers? Unbelievable."

"But I do have it," Connie began to get defensive as he crossed his arms together.

"Okay then lemme see her contact," Jean stuck out his hand as he looked at Connie, waiting for him to hand his phone to him.

"My phone is dead, oops," Connie shrugged as he patted his pockets. Jean shook his head at Connie's horrible lie, "Dude but wanna hear about what Eren did?" Jean shrugged and leaned closer to Connie.

"From what I remembered, I was driving him home and blah blah blah, he mentioned something about having sex on the bathroom sink."

"Not him having sex in the public restroom," Jean scrunched his face at the thought of Eren even doing all of that in a bathroom.

"He got pretty drunk," Connie added on.

"Doesn't he have a thing with Y/n though? I could've sworn they posted that picture of them together on Instagram," Jean tilted his head to the the side a bit, confused.

Mikasa leaned a bit closer, pretending to scratch the back of her neck as she turned her head to the side so her ear can be closer to the two.

Connie fidgeted his phone in his hand, "He said nothing's happening between them, don't really wanna assume."

The two males continued talking about whatever they were talking about as Mikasa on the other hand had her eyes wandering around the class, hoping to see you here.

She finally locked eyes with your familiar braids that were moving swiftly at every movement you made. Still having her eyes wander around the studio, she noticed that at Eren and Armin's table, Armin was the only one at his desk with a small pouty face expression.

your pov:

"Armin," you gently patted your hand on his table. Armin slowly looks up from sketchbook and stared at you.

"Yes?"

"Wheres Eren? He normally comes with you to class right?" you had a worried-like expression plastered on your face. You barely heard from him this weekend and now he didn't even show up to class?

Armin cleared his throat as he looked away from you, "I think he's still at the apartment, I left without him so i'm not sure."

"Oh okay," you nodded as you slowly turned around to help Chanel with the rest of her sketching. You felt Ms Brown's presence near you as she bent down next to you.

"Y/n can you do me a favor," she rested her chin on her arm as she looked up at you.

"Sure."

"Great, um can you go ask Amy at the front desk if she has my binder. It's this white binder thats this big," Ms Brown demonstrated the size of the binder before continuing, "It has all my papers for this project."

You nodded and moved your chair so you could head out the studio to do the errand for Ms Brown. As you closed the door behind you, you look to the other side of the hall and see a figure with a hoodie on, walking towards your direction.

You squinted your eyes a bit, trying to identify the person, "Eren?" you let go of the door handle and walked up to him.

Eren slowly lifted his head up as he stared at you. The look in his eyes were drained, he looked like he hasn't slept.

"You okay? You got bags under your eyes," you crossed your arms as you studied his face closely.

"Yeah I'm okay," He cleared his throat, fidgeting with his fingers that were inside the pocket of his hoodie. You put your hands inside the pockets of his hoodie and pulled him closer to you.

"I called you on Saturday but you didn't pick up and after that weekend, you barely spoke to me, what's up?"

Eren bit his bottom lip and lowered his eyes away from you, "I've just been busy."

"Oh right, forgot that you and Armin could be working on the project," you lowered your head down, "That's understandable."

"Yeah that."

You slowly took your hands out of his pockets and knitted your eyebrows down as you kept your eyes on Eren. The vibes he was giving was off and you felt it. He wasn't even flirting with you like he always does.

You rose your hand up to his face and grabbed his cheeks, lifting his head up so he could be looking at you, "Eren you sure you good?"

Eren finally built up the courage to look back at you. Guilt began to pile up the more Eren stared into your softened eyes, "I'm good, Y/n."

"Okay, just making sure," you released your grip on Eren's cheeks as you clasped your hands together in front of you, "Ou wanna come to the mall with me to find a dress for the party?"

"Party?"

"Weren't you listening to Chanel? Her birthday is in a week."

Eren tried to remember when Chanel mentioned her birthday but realized that he never listened to Chanel everytime she spoke, "Oh yeah...sure, when do you wanna go to the mall?"

"I cant go today but we can go tomorrow?" you smiled at him, excited to go shopping for you outfit.

"Alright," Eren broke out a small smile.

You touched his shoulder before backing away, "I gotta go do something for Ms Brown so i'll see you later?"

Eren only nodded at you and waving bye to you, watching you walk down the hall to the front desk. Eren took one last deep breath before walking into the studio.