You never really got along. You always bicker and argue even on the littlest things. It's not like you ever really tried to either. He hates you, and you hate him. But he also cares for you.

However, your car just broke down and he was the only person you could think of calling to come and pick you up on a very, very late sunday night in the middle of nowhere despite being known as rivals.

And now, you were stuck in the passenger seat of his own car in a terribly awkward silence as he drove to get you home.

"...You owe me, y'know." Erwin broke the silence first as he threw his cigarette out of the window.