AMBITION - ERENXREADER

𝕥 𝕖 𝕟

𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕕𝕚𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕖 (𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕞)
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"Y/N," a deep whisper coaxed you from your sleep. You groaned and resisted by burying your head deeper into the warmness against you. "Let's get you to bed," the voice pressed.

"Don't wanna," you mumbled almost unintelligibly. You were so comfortable, so content. It would be a crime to pull you out of the utter bliss you were feeling. You were still half asleep, not conscious enough to process your surroundings or what was happening to you. With the exhaustion you felt, it was going to take an air horn screaming into your ear canal to fully wake you.

"Me neither," the mystery voice cooed gently. "But you gotta. Come on, let's get you up." After some shuffling, the comforting warmth you were desperately clinging to had abandoned you. It left you with nothing, and it turned out that's all that was needed to bring you back to earth. You still refused to open your eyes or move. As far as you were concerned you could stay where you were for the night.

A tender force pressed against your back and under the back of your knees. Without understanding how or why, you were floating. You dreamed that you were dancing in the clouds, flying above everything and everyone who had ever been important to you. The air around you again smelled of that expensive, masculine scent that you had the pleasure of falling asleep to.

"What's going on?" you asked, your consciousness fighting to understand your surroundings.

"Shhh," the voice hushed just above your ear. You finally found the courage to squint your eyes open. First you noticed Mikasa sleeping deeply on the couch. Her head rested on the arm opposite that you had been on, and her legs stretched across the cushy furniture. She looked happy in her slumber, her mouth curled upwards into an almost smile as her chest rose and fell at a natural slowness. Your gaze then traveled upwards towards the warmth you've been appreciating, and you realized that it was Eren.

He looked...softer than he usually did. His jawline, just inches from your nose, was relaxed instead of clenched like you'd grown accustomed to seeing it. His long hair had nearly fallen out of his bun, and his shorter hairs framed his face beautifully. His brilliant green eyes concentrated on his footing to be careful not to misstep as he carried you to your room without struggling. It was as if you weighed the same as a feather to him.

The zipper of his hoodie had fallen even more toward his belly button, and you felt the firmness of his strong chest against your body. You wrapped your arms around his neck and buried your face into his exposed collarbone, squeezing your eyes shut tightly.

Under you, you felt his breath catch just a little before resuming to its regular rhythm. Suddenly he began to lower you, and you felt the softness of your bed collide with your backside. He carefully pulled your comforter over your body before pushing some of you hair out of your face with his thumb. You tried to peek at him again, but when you opened your eyes the room was so dark that you couldn't catch a glimpse.

You thought that he'd leave as soon as you were tucked in but instead he sat next to you, took one of your hands in his own, and began gently caressing it. Just as he did earlier. You felt his contact gliding over your soft skin, your nerve endings tingling as his thumbs traveled up and down each of your fingers. He paid special attention to the landscape of your hands, trying his hardest to memorize every line and crevice.

Finally, he gently left your hand beside you on your bed and let out a suppressed sigh. He got up, your bed creaking in response, and closed the door behind him to leave you alone in that dark room. You weren't sure if it was from the closeness of Eren or the fact that you shared Reiner's bed last night, but you felt especially lonely falling asleep again after he was gone.