Eren's roomate

Eren's POV

i didn't know what to think the first time he showed up at my house , it was raining and he was drenched , his eyes glowed from the doorway , almost hypnotizing me to let him in , and i did.

its been four weeks since i let this stranger into my home, but i guess he isn't a stranger anymore, even if i don't know his name, i kinda just stick with jess, hinting to his oddly placed birthmarks on his face that look like clown makeup. he's so mysterious, it feels like i'm staring at a whole new speices, one that i'm trying to understand.

"are you going into town today?" he asks, his expression unchanging. i snapped out of my thoughts "no ,i'm going tommorow , i don't get my paycheck till tommorow morning" i said grabbing the piece of cold toast off my plate and nibbling the brittle crust. "so, uhm-"swallowing my food and wiping the crumbs from my mouth.

"have you been able to get a hold of you're family yet?"

jess blinked , almost as if he was caught off guard "not yet, still cant remember anything"he looked down at his own plate , all that was left was his toast crust,ketchup from his scrambled eggs smeared  at the edges of his plate .

he had told me he had hit his head and woke up in an alleyway,he couldn't remember anything , so he came to the nearest place he could find. it sounded super outlandish and odd , and every time i asked for the story , small details would change. i tried to make him go to the police , but he's been procrastinating it too much.

you see a normal person would be suspicious , and report him ,and trust me , i wanted to at first , but i cant bring myself to do it. i wanted to find out more about him , i wanted to understand the way he views things, i want to get inside that head of his , i wanna know his favorite color , what flowers he likes , what his embarrassing hobby is , i wanna see his baby pictures, i want his parents to tell me stories about him and his past that will make him go red. i want to lay against him and match my heartbeat with his , and feel his hot breath on mine.

"Eren?"

i looked up immediantly , his eyes locking with mine , making my lungs flutter with admiration"hm?" i hummed in questioning. "you want me to clean our dishes?" he spoke , his words sliding off his tounge , and his voice making the hairs on my neck stand straight, his tone was laced with ice."sure" 

i handed him my plate , he turned to the kitchen and started washing the plates. i got up from the chair , pushing it into our dining table, before exiting into the living room.