current thought in my head: cheer captain!reader and quarterback!eren.
of course, you absolutely despise him. his ego is massive, you wonder how he can cram it all into the locker room. but it’s not like you think about him a lot. you don’t. you do.
he thinks about you too. the preppy captain who’s hair swishes in a ponytail, short skirts giving him the perfect glimpse of your thighs. but it’s not like he’s looking. he doesn’t. he does.
besides, you’re with jean, the kicker. and eren is with historia, the flyer. you and eren just keep away from each other— of course, besides the sneers you give him before the start of games and the winks he gives back, besides how he tugs at your hair in class and how you try to trip him in the halls.
he calls you princess. you call him an asshole.
you wonder why your heart sinks a little when after a touchdown, eren jogs to historia and gives her a sloppy kiss. eren wonders why he clenches his fists when he sees you leap into jean’s arms and ruffle his sweaty hair after a game.
it’s not like you two care about each other. you both do.
thoughts 🤔