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₊·͟͟͟͟͟͟͞͞͞͞͞͞➳❥ " HEY EREN, CAN YOU GIVE ME A DRY TOWEL AND MY CLOTHES.."

— you yelled with the door cracked. as you waited for a response, you looked around eren's room.

you didn't even notice it before, but erens closet across from the bathroom, had a wall that was a mirror.. with a door. now why did eren have a door in his closet that already had to door to get into?

you wondered. was it the place he streamed at? because you didn't see no desk and chair around his room. it had to. there was no other place that looked familiar to his background from when you watched the stream.

"wow.." "wow what?" eren asked, walking in front the door as he held eye contact with you. "fucking shit eren!" you say surprisingly, getting startled.

"did you just pop a tit for me?" he asked. "what? no.." you respond, only showing your face between the door.

"i think you did. but what did you ask?" he asked, trying to hide his laugh. "i asked for a dry towel and my clothes.." you respond, furrowing your eyebrows as you poked out your lips.

"right, okay." he walked off, going to get what you asked for. "did i pop a tit? goodness.." you thought, hoping eren was joking.

the thought of that 'secret' looking room being his stream place still roamed around your head.

ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴏʀʀʏ ʏᴀ'ʟʟ, ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴊᴏᴋɪɴɢ.. ᴏʀ ᴡᴀs ʜᴇ 😟...

"soo, where should we start?" you ask, slipping on your thigh high socks that slightly went over your knee (ᴅᴜʜ). eren looked up from his phone, glancing at your body.

you had on some nike athletic 'booty' shorts with his white, baggy shirt. you couldn't find anything to just sleep in so eren offered to let you sleep in his shirt.

"what? do i look hot or something?" you ask jokingly. "yea. i really like how you look in my shirt." he responded with a smile, looking back at his phone.

was he flirting.. or not? either way, you accepted and enjoyed the compliment.

"thanks. i like how your scent is all over it." you decided to 'flirt' back, smirking after. eren smiled, following behind you as you walked to the kitchen.

"you never answered my question." you said, sitting in the stool at the island. "what question?" eren asked, leaning on the island counter, across from you.

"where should we start for the food?" you asked again. "ooh, right! we still extra ingredients for it." he responded, walking over to cabinet.

"your gonna get sick." you say. "why do you say that?" he asked. "because, you walking around with your wet ass hair in a ponytail as your ac is on and cold." you explained.

"so, you wanna blow dry my hair as i cook?" he asked, grabbing the ingredients from the fridge. "you got a blow dryer?" you ask. "if im being honest, no." he laughed as you rolled your eyes.

"where's your towels?" you asked. "in the closet in the regular bathroom." he answered. after a minute or so, you walked back in the kitchen with a towel.

"come here." you said, pointing at the kitchen chair. "your gonna do my hair? cause if so, i want something cool, like you." he said as he flopped in the chair.

"i don't know what 'cool' is, but okay.." you said. "anything really." he responded. "anyways, i probably can do some small messy.. whatever."

𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗂 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍, 𝖼𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍.. 𝗇𝗈 🙄.

you wrapped the bathroom towel around his head so his hair can dry during the time he cooks.

"thanks, sweet cheeks." he raised up, stretching slightly. "whatever. now let me see you cook." you said, slightly smiling at the nickname.

"what are you smiling for?" he asked. "nothing. bring the ingredients over here so i can help prep it." you respond, sitting back in the island stool.

"your smiling at the nickname, huh?" eren asked, bringing a chopping board over to the island. "who said that?" you ask, mimicking that tik tok audio.

he laughed, bringing over the stuff to help prep the food.

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"okay, now drop the butter in there." you say, leaning on the counter next to eren as you watched him stir around the frying rice.

"should i drop the ingredients and stuff now or.." "nah, wait like 3 minutes so the rice can be more prepared." you responded as eren nodded.

"don't stir it so wild, your wasting the rice on the stove." you say, tapping his arm. "show me how to stir this then." he said, looking over to you. "huh?" you ask, furrowing your eyebrows.

"show me how to do it." he smiled, moving over and raising his arm up, basically showing he wants you to stand in front him and guide his hand.

your face heated up a bit, looking at him as you blinked with shock. "come on, you wanna show me or not?" he asked, smirking as he analyzed your shocked expression.

you weren't shocked, you were more like.. speechless.

you smacked your teeth, scooting your way under his arm and now being in front him. "okayy." you laughed, getting a "embarrassed" feeling even though you weren't embarrassed.

ʏᴀʟʟ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪ ᴍᴇᴀɴ 🙄..

"okayy, now show me." he said. "so you just uhh.. ya know. stir slowly since it's just getting started." you explained, putting your hand on top of his as you guided it.

you felt his veins and small scars on his hands. it was sorta course but still soft. definitely those type of hands that you would fall in love with just by seeing a picture of it.

"ooh okay, that's just for now or.." he asked. "just for now. since it's starting to fry faster, speed up the stirring, just don't be wild. also lower the fire." you explained.

you slightly arched your back, moving your body forward as you reached your arm to the stove knob to lower the heat temperature.

of course, you didn't realize that your behind was slightly pushing onto eren..

✮ 𝟭𝟬𝟲𝟯 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀 <𝟯.

𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸 𝘆𝗮'𝗹𝗹 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝟯𝗸 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘀! 𝗶 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝘂𝗽𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝘆𝗮'𝗹𝗹 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲 , 𝗺𝘄𝗮𝗵 <𝟯..

- 𝗯𝗮𝗸𝘂𝗯𝗮𝗯𝗲𝘀 👩🏽‍💻.

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