the sweetest revenge (eren x reader)

eren's pov

*AUTHOR'S NOTE; HEYYYYY! another long chapter here lol. so this chapter is just eren's pov from some chapters i think his pov is important, but i would recommend not skipping. Eren is honestly a lot like y/n, but since you guys haven't seen his perspective yet that's hard to tell sometimes. i tried to make each chapter as short as i could. also I've wrote his pov in first person, so it's like ur eren rn, just for you to be able to feel his emotions. if u do choose to skip through, definitely read the last pov, titled 'open mic poetry night', it's super important. anyways, enjoy, brats!*

revenge at the welcome home party;

Spending the days with y/n is like living the happiest day of my life, but every single day. She's smart, she's thoughtful, and not to mention drop dead gorgeous. When I'm not with her, I'm crying like a little bitch over Mikasa. I know I'm developing feelings for her, but I know she doesn't feel the same way, and I don't blame her. So, I push her away every chance I get.

"Will you just back the fuck up for a second? God." I say to Y/n.
"WHAT? YOU ASKED TO KISS ME FIRST!" she yells back.
"I DIDN'T THINK YOU WERE ACTUALLY GONNA SAY YES!" I snap.
"HOW ELSE ARE WE SUPPOSED TO PRACTICE?"
"I DON'T EVEN WANNA KISS YOU! I DON'T EVEN LIKE YOU!"
"I DON'T LIKE YOU EITHER!"
"GOOD, CUZ I'D NEVER ACTUALLY BE WITH SOMEONE WHO LOOKS LIKE YOU."
"That's complete and utter bullshit. She has to be the prettiest girl I've laid my eyes on."
"ARE YOU CALLING ME UGLY?"
"WELL I'M NOT FUCKING CALLING YOU PRETTY."
"But I am. You're so pretty, y/n."

"FINE!" Y/n shouts, leaving my living room and running up my stairs.
"HEY! GET BACK HERE!" I yell, chasing after her.
"GET FUCKED!" she screams. She runs into my bathroom, locking the door behind her.
"COME ON! GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY BATHROOM!"
"YOU INVITED ME OVER!"
"NOT FOR YOU TO HIJACK MY FUCKING HOUSE!"
"I WOULDN'T BE IN HERE IF YOU WEREN'T AN ASSHOLE."
"YOU WOULDN'T BE SO HARD TO KISS IF YOU WERE ACTUALLY PRETTY!" Y/n doesn't say anything.
"Damn. That was a bit too far."
"Hey. I didn't mean that. Sorry. Can you come out now?" I say.
"You know, you say sorry, but you do the same thing over and over." Y/n says back. She isn't wrong. I take a shot at her every chance I get. But, I'm trying to protect myself. I let Mikasa in so quickly, and our entire relationship was fights over stupid shit. Not to mention the fact that she's fucking cheated on me, and I still took her back. Why would I try being nice to y/n, fall in love with her, just to hear her say she doesn't feel the same? I need to keep my guard up. I'm not letting myself fall back into that dark hole.

"This  isn't going over too well. It's Friday, the party is in a fucking week  today. Why don't you stay over for the weekend?" I ask her.
"Say yes. Please, stay with me."
"What? Are you serious right now? Get fucked, asshole!" Y/n exclaims.
"I'm  being serious. If we can't even learn how to tolerate each other for  the couple of fucking hours we spend with each other a day, we'll never  convince anyone that we like one another." I say. Y/n sighs.
"Fine." she finally says.
"YES!" I think to myself.
"That's what I thought." I say out loud, heading downstairs.

Y/n and I sit on my couch once I've finished eating
"So what are your hobbies, y/n? What do you like to do, other than cooking." I ask her.
"Well, I don't really do much. I occasionally go out with friends, but I like staying home. I read a lot." she replies.
"Yeah, I'm sure that's from your anxiety. That makes sense."
"Man, you're so boring." I say.
"You're making this plan harder than it should be. Re plan..." I turn my head to look at her.
"Alright, I'm taking a chance."
"Fake scenario time. We're at the party next week, just like this. We spot  Mikasa and Jean looking in our direction. What do we do?" I ask.  Y/n grazes her fingertips down my cheek. My heart begins to race.
"Your move." she says. I lean in closer to her face, licking my lips.
"I'm doing it. I'm gonna kiss her."
"Ready  for our first practice kiss?" I ask. Y/n nods.
"Go for it."
"FUCK YEAH!"