I Don't Need A Man [AU!ErenxReader] [Crack?]

     It had been another tiring day at the café. Six hours of dealing with a wide variety of customers always tired you out, especially on a Saturday. Sometimes, you felt that you were being underpaid for having to deal with insensitive customers on a daily basis, but today you were lucky enough that your boss was in a great mood and decided to end your shift two hours early today. At first you were hesitant, but what the hey. You rarely got shortened hours like this. You might as well take it with no questions asked, right? At least you could spend some time with your boyfriend, Eren Jaeger.

     You drove back to the apartment complex and did your usual routine. You walked into the lobby, greeted the front desk lady, and made your way to the elevator. Once you heard a ring and spotted the elevator doors sliding open, you stepped outside and made your way down to your apartment door.

     But the atmosphere felt a little peculiar, and you could have sworn you heard one of your neighbors blasting some K-Pop song. Even though you were a little pooped, you couldn’t help but nod your head in the beat of the song. When you got closer and closer to your apartment door, the music got even louder.

     When you stopped in front of your apartment door, you realized that the music was coming from your apartment. You were also able to figure out what song was playing. It was Miss A’s “I Don’t Need A Man.”

     At the same time, you furrowed your eyebrows in confusion. No one else but Eren could have gotten into your apartment; he was pretty much the only one you gave spare keys to. If that was so, then...

     Before you could finish your thoughts, you unlocked your door and opened the door. You felt a breeze through your hair as you stepped inside of your apartment, quietly stepping inside and shutting your door. Clutching your bag to your side, you slowly tip-toed over to the living room, where you spotted Eren’s back... and he was trying to dance to the song as he sung.

     “I don’t need a man. I don’t need a man. Really? I don’t need a man. I don’t need a man. For real?”

     You were barely able to stop yourself from letting out a laugh. Grinning in amusement, you brought your free hand over to your mouth and stifled your laugh even harder.

     Well, you had your moments, but eventually he had to spot you.

     And when he did, his head whipped back at your direction in shock. He widened his eyes as he began to scratch the back of his head in embarrassment. “[N-Name]! Hey, uh... you’re early.”

     Meanwhile, you just stood there, trying to contain yourself. “What are you doing?”

     “What? Is it not normal for this German hottie to listen to Korean girl bands once in a while--”

     “The title is I Don’t Need A Man, for fucks sake. Of course it’s not normal, especially with this song.”

     Eren let out a weak scoff and crossed his arms. When you stepped closer to him to set your bag down on a nearby table, you could have sworn you saw a pout on him. “I liked the beat,” you heard him mumble.

     You shrugged. Letting your hair down from the ponytail, you ran your fingers through your hair, straightening it out a bit. “You know... you could judge someone by the music they listen to.”

     “What?”

     You gave your boyfriend a sly smile, almost as if you were taunting him. “Oh, nothing. I was just speaking hypothetically.”

     From the corners of your eyes, you spotted Eren with a merely clueless expression on his face, and you wanted to laugh at the way he was being slow on the situation. “I don’t trust that tone, [Name]...”

     “Well,” you let out teasingly. “I don’t trust you when you say you’re straight.”

     “[Name], what the hell?!”

     Seeing him following right behind you like a lost child as you made your way to your bedroom made you want to cut the act and laugh, but you thought you could let this go on a little longer. “I gotta hand it to ya, Eren. This song is pretty catchy. I think I can kind of relate to this, too.”

     “Jesus Christ, [Name].”

     “’Cause I don’t need a man who’s secretly gay.”

     “[Name]!”

     “And I’ve always wondered why you and Jean can’t stand each other.”

     “Oh, what the fu--”