AMBITION - ERENXREADER

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𝕚 𝕔𝕒𝕟'𝕥 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕚𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕕𝕚𝕥. 𝕡𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕖 𝕝𝕖𝕥 𝕞𝕖 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕚𝕤𝕥!
𝕤𝕞𝕦𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 !!!
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"What do we do?" you asked Eren in a half panic. There was no way in hell that Sasha or Niccolo wouldn't see the two of you eating. Sasha was practically staring in your direction because she was sat toward you. Her obsession with food could be used to your advantage, at least you hoped. Maybe she'll be so focused on the menu and her meal that she won't even look up in your direction.

"What do you mean what do we do? Are we doing anything wrong?" Eren asked slightly confused.

"No, not necessarily. If you don't account for all the drama and shit that I just listed off," you grumbled.

"Their feelings aren't your responsibility," he huffed.

"That might be so, but not when I'm the one hurting their feelings." He couldn't help but roll his eyes at your response, frankly getting fed up with your concern for them. Especially Reiner.

"Don't roll your fucking eyes at me," you snapped in a whisper. "You might be able to get away with hurting people. You might not let it affect your conscious or let it make you feel like shit. But I can't do that. That's not me."

He was simply stunned at your sudden shift in mood. Just a few minutes ago the two of you were enjoying your afternoon together after a morning he thoroughly enjoyed, and now here you were jumping down his throat. For good reason, he supposed.

"Okay, okay, I get it. I guess I've just gotten used to not giving a shit," he defended. His fingers slid his hair back, catching the baby hairs framing his face. His hands rested linked together behind his neck while his elbows jutted out to the sides of his head. "I'm sorry."

"I'm not anyone you've ever hurt. No reason to apologize to me."

"I'll do better," he insisted. You nodded and bite your lip, deep in thought trying to think of an excuse as to why you and Eren Jaeger were getting lunch together alone on a Saturday for when Sasha and Niccolo inevitably approached you.

"Don't worry about it, Y/N. I'll take care of it if anything happens," he promised. Part of you was hesitant to trust him, but what else could you do? Your mind was coming up blank.

Eren beat you to handing the waiter a credit card when they prepared the check. As he paid the bill your eyes darted between him and Sasha, terrified of her seeing you.

And just as you feared, you locked eyes with Sasha as she glanced up from the menu. "Oh my god Y/N! Hi!" she yelped in excitement, pushing her chair out and getting up to come greet you at your table. You gave Eren one more pleading look, praying to God he knew what to say.

"And...Eren?" she half pointed out, half questioned as he came into her view. Niccolo waved to the two of you from his seat but turned back around facing forward again to let Sasha say hello.

"Hey Sash," Eren waved casually, seeming cool as a cucumber.

"Hi!" you said trying your hardest to follow his lead.

"What are you guys doing here?"

"Eating. What else would we be doing?" he chuckled.

"Well yeah, but..," she trailed off, not exactly knowing how to put her confusion into words politely. What she really wanted to say is 'What the hell are you doing with Eren?'