God look how much fucking tea is in this tea bag I left the goddamn thing in for 2 and half minutes and look how fucking dark it is already AND THE BAG WAS DESIGNED TO NOT BE TAKEN OUT LIKE THERE WAS NO STRING ATTACHED I WAS JUST SUPPOSE TO LEAVE IT BREWING THE ENTIRE TIME I WAS DRINKING LETTING IT QUICKLY GET HELLA BITTER AND GROSS DO PEOPLE ACTUALLY DRINK TEA LIKE THIS IS THIS WHY PEOPLE DONT LIKE TEA GOD WHY DID THE BARISTA GIVE THIS TO ME LIKE THIS
The girl stepped back in fear when she saw him. She couldn’t believe what her eyes were looking at. Tripping on her own feet, she fell backwards as the man, or whatever the figure was, was coming closer to her.
“W-what are you? What do you want from me?!”
A hand clasped quickly around her mouth and smothered her words.
“Scream one more time and we will both die.”
His was voice was dark with a tone that would have sent shivers up anyone’s spine. They heard steps sounding towards to them and the voices of other men. “Where is he? Go get him!” The hand around her mouth pressed tighter. Deafening silences in the pauses of the extra voices. Neither of them dared to draw breaths. “But sir we have searched the entire vicinity.” “Then search again! We can’t let him get away. Start looking and bring him to me right now!” the speaker’s voice was shaking, almost as if he were scared of what would happen if they couldn’t find him.
As the voices trickled away, they began to breath again. The man made sure the other men were far away enough and relaxed his grip, eventually releasing her. Somehow, he had shifted even closer to her.
“I’m sorry but I cant leave you here,” he whispered. “I’ll have to take you with me. You’re not safe in this place.”
“What?! What do you mean with that? Where are you ta-” before she could finish, everything went black.
Eremin AU where Carla used to always make these absolutely mouthwatering, delicious homemade cinnamon rolls before she died due to a car accident. Each year on her death anniversary, Eren always goes to her grave alone. After dating for three years, Armin notices the pattern, and after sitting Eren down to talk about where he’s going on that same day every year, Eren kind of just lets everything go. Armin pulls Eren into his arms and listens as Eren tells many stories from his childhood with his mom. After a while of silence and Armin rocking Eren gently back and forth, Eren falls asleep. Eren wakes up the next morning on the sofa to the scent of something rather nostalgic…cinnamon. And sweet frosting.
Eren walks into the kitchen, eyes wide, to find Armin bustling about, eyebrows furrowed in concentration, and mumbling something underneath his breath about trying to use the cream cheese frosting recipe next time.
Then Eren sees the counter.
There are seven batches of cinnamon rolls sitting on the counter. When Eren finally speaks up (startling Armin in the process) he asks why there’s so many cinnamon rolls.
Armin smiles and replies, “I’m trying to figure out how to bake those cinnamon rolls that your mom always made. Would you mind taste testing a little of each and then telling me which is most simi-“
Armin didn’t finish because Eren had wrapped his arms so tightly around the blond so quickly, that it was a little hard to breathe.
And this is how Eren’s suspicions that he had the best boyfriend in the world solidified into fact.
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