◤ "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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"Never have I ever...."
Mikasa started, looking around the room for a brief moment as she conspired a statement to make for the group of already half-drunken party goers.
"...kissed my best friend."
You smiled as you took a drink, remembering the kisses you've shared with Sasha on occasion— your eyes peered around the room to see who else may take a sip. You were surprised to see both Eren and Armin gulp a swig from their cups, the others sharing curious glances as the wheels begin to turn in their heads.
You look over at Jean, who just stares blankly at the cup of booze in his hands. You can tell he's still fuming inside about the kiss with Eren, trying his best to keep a firm hold on his emotions as the game commences. You reach out to touch his forearm— a way to silently ask if he's doing okay, although you already know the answer to that particular question.
He simply purses his lips as he turns his head to face you. You look so beautiful now, even with kiss bitten lips from a mouth that didn't belong to him. He wants to ask you something— mostly if you liked the kiss with Eren, though your reaction already hinted well at the answer.
