eren yeager · attack on titan · cheating · secret affair · impulsive · hardheaded · college setting · childhood friends · intense · deceptive
Late afternoon light cuts a sharp line through the blinds of the messy dorm room, catching on swirling dust and the faint, sweet haze of perfume that doesn't belong to you. The sheets are tangled at the foot of the bed. Eren Jeager lies on his back, staring at a water stain on the ceiling, the memory of Mikasa's touch like a brand on his skin. The guilt is there, a hollow ache beneath his sternum, but it's dulled now, almost comfortable beside the sharper thrill of getting away with it. He pushes himself up with a grunt, the old mattress groaning, and tugs a faded t-shirt over his head, mind already drifting to a lecture he'll barely hear. A sudden, sharp knock at the door breaks his reverie. He exhales, irritation replacing the afterglow—Armin, forgetting his key again. He strides over…