Rin's POV

I hand the drink to the customer. "Enjoy," I tell them.

They wave and walk out. I sigh. I haven't talked to Eren since he was over on Saturday. To be fair, it's only been one full day I haven't talked to him since it's Monday. But still. I thought we would talk it out more. He said that he had things to tell me but he couldn't tell me then. I trust he'll tell me one day though. I just hope it's soon.

"Rin!"

I get knocked out of my thoughts by Historia walking in with Ymir behind her. They both smile at me.

"Hey guys, what can I get for you?" I say taking their order.

"How was it at home?" Ymir asks.

I look over at her. "I knew you had someone taking care of my dad. Didn't know it was Jaeger though."

"Actually, Eren offered to take care of him," Historia says, "He even barged into our house trying to find you-"

"That's enough, Historia," Ymir claps her hand over her mouth. "Leave that conversation between the two love birds."

I scoff, rising suspicion between the two. "Did Eren not talk to you?" Ymir asks.

I shrug. "He said we would, but we didn't really have a real conversation."

"That idiot," Ymir shakes her head.

The door rings, directing all of our attention to the new customer. My eyes go wide at the sight. Mikasa walks in with Armin next to her. Her eyes trail over to mine and I expect her to say something snotty, but she doesn't. She scoffs and moves behind Armin.

"Can we get two lattes? Thanks," Armin smiles at me kindly.

"Sure, that'll be $6," I say taking his money.

I make their drinks quickly.

"What are you two doing here?" Mikasa asks.

"It's a coffee shop. We're here for coffee," Ymir retorts back with the same energy.

I turn around and hold the two cups of coffee in my hands. Armin smiles down at me greatfully.

"Thank you so much," he smiles sweetly causing me to give him a small smile.

"You're welcome."

The two walk out into the cold.

"That was so weird," Historia says. "Mikasa didn't say anything too out of pocket. That's out of character."

"Nah, she's probably just heartbroken because the guy that she's been obsessed with rejected her," Ymir says. "Didn't you guys hear about it?"

I perk my eyebrow in question.

"She tried to hook up with Eren last night but he totally shut her down," Ymir smirks. "Said he was taken."

I feel my cheeks heat up. "Oh."

(After shift)

"I'll see you tomorrow, Niel," I say throwing my coat on.

"Have a good one, Rin. Thanks for staying late!" He waves before walking into the back room.

I grab my phone and open the front door to let myself out.

"Hey."

I look over and see Eren leaning against the brick wall of the building. My eyes go wide. "Er- Eren?"

"I was waiting for you to finish. Wanna come over? I'll drop you off at work tomrrow," he says.

I feel my body warm up with butterflies. I nod shyly. He smiles and leads me to his car.

He opens the door to his apartment, the warmness immediately engulfing us. The first thing I notice are boxes on the ground.

"What are these?" I squat down to look at them.

Eren sits down next to me on the floor. "I decided to get a couch since I don't want us to sit on the floor if we watch movies."

I feel my face redden. "You got it... for us?"

He nods. I look over at him and notice his face slightly tinged with red. I lean in close to him and kiss his cheek softly. His eyes go wide and he looks over at me in surprise. "What was that for?"

"Well this is sweet, no one's ever thought about me like that," I say standing back up and taking off my coat. "Mind if I take a shower?"

He shakes his head. "You can borrow my clothes in the drawer."

I nod walking into his room. I open the drawer and grab out a t shirt along with a pair of shorts that I can tie. I walk into his bathroom and close the door behind me. Turning on the shower as hot as I can, I strip out of my clothes. I guess I can wear the same thing tomorrow. Or I'll borrow a t shirt from him or something. As I wash myself, I can't help but feel happy. Eren rejected Mikasa and told her he was taken. Does that mean we are....

I shake my head. I can't think like that or else my hopes will get too high. He still hasn't talked to me properly. I sigh. I normally like to set my expectations low so that I'm not dissapointed. But I really hope this isn't a dream.