◤ "𝑫𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒄𝒓𝒚, 𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒚 -
𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆, 𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖."◢
↳ The one where (y/n)'s problematic relationship causes her to end up underneath her hot next door neighbor.
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"You don't have to be so nervous— told you, I won't bite."
Eren takes a brief moment to glance at you from the driver's seat, one strong hand on the steering wheel, the other gripped tightly onto to the stick shift in between the two of you— the veins in his arms bulging prominently with each pull.
"Sorry." You apologize— your muttering was hardly audible, but at least it was something.
To be honest, men like Eren did make you nervous— his aura was powerful and intimidating, much different that your own average presence. You were just... there. Existing. You didn't mind fading into the background, more like you preferred it that way.
It didn't help that anytime you looked at him, the intrusive visions of him between your legs pops into your thoughts.
This whole situation was so out of norm for you, you couldn't help but feel like you'd wake up at any moment just to find out it had all been a dream.
"No reason to be shy, we're friends." He smiled subtly, eyes focused on the road ahead.
"Easy for you to say." You murmured, sounding a bit more snarky than you intended to.
