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❝ AS MUCH AS YOU PREACH
ABOUT BEING AN ARTIST AND
ALSO LIVING WITH ARMIN..
YOU NEED HELP WITH THIS..? ❞

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─── 𝓨ou nearly began to laugh in eren's face, not even being able to grasp onto his situation.

just even looking at this, as an artistic person, towards another artistic person, is hilarious.

"okay but who did i call on, you or armin?" he muttered, honestly feeling offended while setting up the damn machine.

"you only called me because armin isn't here." you responded, sliding off your jacket. but that accusation you made.. it wasn't true at all.

now armin didn't want eren to be completely clueless with learning the basics of a sewing machine, so he taught him.

but after listening to eren rant, going on and on all week about the "sudden", confusing, and awkward tension between you two, armin told eren to invite you over and spend some time with you.

maybe try to understand what's going on in your head while also learning the rest of the ways of working a sewing machine like this one.

so that's what he did. although he wasn't sure he was exactly gonna get his answer without making things more awkward..

"or i wanted you to be here with me." he muttered again, but his time it was very low.

"eren.. you gotta stop talking all low." you sighed, not even hearing what he said since you were in the process of taking your jacket off. all you heard was the first bit.

"anyways, im just fucking with you." you playfully nudged his muscular arm while also giving him a small, reassuring smile.

"you better be." eren responded with a stern tone, having a small smirk plastered on his face as he pushed you on his bed.

soon after, he made his way to his first  /  front part of his closet to go to his dresser and put on a black tank top, leaving you there while trying to recoup from his aggressive but playful move.

".. if you wanna throw hands, just say that." you told eren with a playful but lowkey serious scowl.

you had turned your head to the closet as you watched all his long, brunette hair fall back into his face once his head popped through the shirt.

"what's that now?" the man questioned, taking his scrunchie out his lips grasp and tied his hair up in a messy bun while walking closer to you, who was still laid out on the bed.

"you heard me." you finally stood up, sizing eren's tall, muscular figure in front your face. as he began to smirk at your hilarious braveness, he asked..

"so.. you trynna get it on right now?" eren tilted his head, bringing his knuckles together to crack em' right in front your face, his emerald eyes were piercing your gaze as well.

but his look.. something else was in there. some other feeling that began to grow more and more, especially after hearing your attempt of a threat to "throw hands" with him.

and although his voice was already silky deep, he did that thing. that hot and attractive thing. making his voice more low than before, but adding a mix of sternness and playfulness to it.

once again, the aura had a sudden change. not a bad change, but more like a red led light change. and this change.. caught you off guard.

but hey, at least you kept it going. "actually, i would love to get it on with you." goodness, the both of you knew how wrong it sounded, how it implied a certain something.

"i'll pull your hair and everything, cause you know, im built like that." you began to walk away from his tall frame, feeling his glare follow you all the way to where you were going.

at this point, eren didn't know what type of fight you were still talking about. but hearing you talk like this was new.. and exciting.

"but before i beat your ass, let's get this out the way." you pointed towards the sewing machine, sending eren in a further more confusing mindset.

dammit.. why did it have to end? he was enjoying and thought he was also felt like he was fixing something in the process.

"right.. right.." the man lightly smacked his heated, rosie cheeks once you turned your back, analyzing the machine.

so this whole time, you were talking about actually beating his ass or fighting fighting?

cause either way, eren would never actually put his hands on you.. in a bad way. and he could hear the tone in your voice.. it resembled a playful tone.

goodness, the girl just always made his head hurt when trying to read and figure her out?

"okay so first, you wanna set your piece of cloth up like this." you began to explain to eren, holding up the soft material used to make eren's flower.

although that wasn't his job, since you already were damn near finished his doll and he was nearing to be finished with your doll too.

but you have yet to see it cause he refuses to show you until it's time to project it to the class.

"mhm.." eren hummed, watching you fold the piece of cloth in a certain way for this project. it was like he was paying attention.. but kinda not.

he was to busy letting his imagination and mind run wildly about the events that just happened a little bit ago.

the implementation of fighting and pulling hair.. the sudden acts of playfulness?

you actually coming over when he knew something apparently was going on between you two? eren honestly thought you just were gonna make up an excuse.

over the phone.. he heard your voice, the slight hesitation in your tone while coming up with a answer to his question. but you still said yes and you still came over.

so nothing was a problem, right? nothing was wrong and everything was no longer awkward between you two, right?

"eren!" you woke eren out his deep thoughts at the snaps of your fingers that were close to his face. he hadn't been answering your question you had asked literally three times already.

"huh?" he jumped, meeting with your confused gaze piercing his face.

"whatchu' mean "huh".? come here so i can show you how to slide this shit under the needle." you huffed, tired of repeating yourself.

"right.." he muttered, standing up and dragging himself to your backside since you were already at the desk, operating and setting things up for him.

but also.. you were starting to notice eren always said "right.." after being awaken from a deep thought. or a day dream rather..

"duh, i knew that." the man corrected himself. "yea yea whatever, anyways.." you hastily turned around and grabbed his large hands around your torso as you turned back to the machine.

"it's best for you to learn as i guide you.." your grip pulled him forward, pulling him close to your figure, allowing him to finally see everything going in front you.

or rather see everything from your perspective.

your back was against his chest, somehow feeling each dip and curve of his muscular figure underneath that muscle top he was wearing.

and the smell of him.. his smell. it filled your nose completely, enjoying how it wasn't to much of a nose killer, but rather perfect and even.. sexy.

eren watched as you fumbled around with the buttons and utensils, but you seemed to be in a day dream.. or maybe acting a bit nervous? the man couldn't tell.

"[ y/n ]?" eren's voice rang through your ears, making your, quote on quote, "focus" come back to the main objective.. instead of messin' around with random buttons as if you were doing something.

but once again, your focus was quickly adverted to his large, veiny, and even muscular hands. they were on each side of you, making you enclosed into his grasp.

you didn't even realize the position you put him in so he can "get a better point of view"..

although it's not like you or him had objectified to the whole position..

"my bad.. i was figuring out something.." you muttered, feeling your stomach have butterflies while still feeling eren's muscular figure on your back.

"shit.." not exactly what you planned on feeling while over here. you just wanted to see what he wanted.. a dipped right back out.

eren hummed, watching you finally pressing and turning the right buttons on the machine.

"okay.. so first, just watch me." you slightly turned your head, getting a good view at how eren was so close to you.

"mhm.." he hummed lowly, simply licking his lower lip, prepping himself to stay focus and not be a teasing asshole while being this close.

still in the process of calming yourself, you took peaceful breaths, hearing the room being filled with the sound of the sewing machine moving, piercing the cloth to be sewn together.

but that's the only sound that filled the room. it was silent between you two. thankfully it wasn't awkward.. and that was only because of eren's aura.

he seemed calm and focused, watching your hands work and slide forward to sew this one side of the cloth underneath the needle.

his breathing pattern was even calm too.

and it grew on you.. so that bubbly feeling in your stomach and your mentally screaming mindset, started to fit like his.

so that's what happened. you began to get into sewing this oddly long piece of cloth's one side, including your movements as well.

this part of the cloth was normally more difficult, making you have to change your posture into leaning closer to have a better look.

instinctively, you bent over a bit to have a better structure of seeing what your doing without causing any problems.

and that simple movement caused eren's focus to be broken. it was barely holding up, but jeez he was trying so hard to stay focus and calm.

all he can say is that he tried. very hard.

his knuckles and veins began to become more prominent, tightening around the desk edges, close to your sides. his cheeks were burning up and eventually turning deep pink too.

with his breath becoming unstable, he looked down at the sight below him..

your ass plumply being placed very close to his crotch area, causing all types of friction to be done as you were slightly moving during this difficult area on the piece of cloth.

that sight and feeling alone.. coming from you.. ended his journey on trying to be tranquil.

"dammit [ y/n ].."

— ✮ 𝟭𝟴𝟮𝟬 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀 ✮

— an extra long chapter for
y'all cause i haven't been able
to upload as much..

— obviously.. i hoped y'all
enjoyed.. being blue balled 😇🤞🏽.

-𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐒™

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