But since we're going to die here

Awkward

(A/N) Yes, i'm in advance since I usually post on mondays.. I just felt really inspired. Also, there are only a few chapters left but there will be a sequel. Now, for monday, maybe i'll post, maybe I won't. We'll see ;)

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He grabs Armin by his neck and lifts him up from his chair.

"What the fuck?" I shout, standing up at the same time as Levi.

Levi jumps on the other side of the table and stands right behind Armin. Jean couldn't care less. He does lower down Armin so that his feet now touch de ground. Armin's breath is shaky but I hear his heavy breathing.

"WHY DID YOU TELL HER?" He screams at Armin. "Who else did you tell? I trusted you..."

He lets go of Armin and just points an accusing finger at him as tears fills up his eyes.

"I trusted you..." He repeats with a shaky voice and clenched fists.

He wipes his tears angrily and walks back to the door. He slams it open, leaving us three perplex.

"What the hell was that for?" I ask Armin.

He shrugs.

"You're lying." Levi says.

"LEVI!" I shout.

"WHAT? He is. Look at his face, he's lying."

Armin's gaze meets mine and suddenly he gets up and runs away. I'm about to run after him but Levi grabs my arm from across the table.

"I can't leave him like that." I say.

"He's going to figure things out, let him breathe for a moment."

I nod but inside I am completely lost as to what just happened. What secret of Jean would be worth so much hatred towards Armin for spilling it out. If he even did. Did Jean mean Mikasa? What could Armin possibly tell her to make Jean that angry?

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(Jean's POV)

I can't believe that he told her. I trusted him. Out of all the people here, Armin was the one I trusted the most. The only person I thought I could freely and openly talk to. How stupid was I? What is she going to think of me now? I glide down the door of the room. Thankfully no one else is there. I pull my hair to try and keep the tears from coming but I can't help it. I've suffered so much. I've tried to hide it for too long. It's catching up with me. I can't take it anymore. I sob loudly. Who fucking cares? Everyone will know now, so let them hear me. I hate Armin, I hate Mikasa, I hate Mar... No. I don't. But why... why did it have to end like that? Why did Annie do this to him? Of all people, to him?

I grab the chair beside me to help myself up. I'm about to sit on it when another burst of anger fills me and instead, I throw it across the room, hitting Sasha's bed in the process. I let myself fall on my bed and rest an arm on my eyes to hide from the dimmed lights.

*Knock knock*

"Fuck you." I say, without a care for who that might be.

Levi can bite my ass right now, I don't give a crap. The door opens and it's Armin. I turn away from him on my side as I hear the door closing and the lock turning.

"I don't wanna talk to you." I say.

He sits at the end of my bed and all I want to do is hit him with all my strength. I want to make him suffer.

"I didn't say anything." Armin says.

I turn around and scoff.

"Are you fucking kidding me? How would she know, I only told you. ONLY YOU. Have the decency to at least not lie to me."

"I think she might have figured it out on her own."

"Go away Armin."

Instead, he moves and sits closer to me.

"What did she say to you exactly?"

I sigh, not even trying to hide how exasperated I am.

"She said "I don't want a relationship with you while you are still healing from the loss of Marco"."

"Oh."

"Yeah, Oh!"

"No I mean, she didn't clearly say that she knew you had feelings for him, did she?" Armin asks.

He has a point. Little bastard.

"Right... But it seems pretty obvious that she knows."

"Well I didn't say a word, I swear Jean."

"Fine, whatever."

He gets up and walks in front of me. Then, he kneels and pleads to me:

"I swear Jean. Please believe me. Please. Please. Please."

He ends up grinning and that fucker knows that I'm going to smirk at him. I can't stay angry with him. Why?

"Ughhh... Fine get up, stupid!"

He obeys and jumps on the bed to sit beside me but he almost falls in the process so I grab his wrist and pull him on the bed. Unfortunately, I pulled a bit too hard and he falls on top of me. We gaze at each other for a split second and Armin's cheeks flushes with red. He stands on all fours and walks backwards to the end of the bed.

"I...I'm sorry." He mutters.

"It's...okay." I reply.

I move a bit closer to the side and tap the bed.

"Come back, it's fine."

He awkwardly sits next to me and tangles his fingers in his hair nervously.

"You swear? On your life?" I ask once more.

His eyes shoot up at me.

"I swear Jean. I would never do something like that and you know it."

"You're right. I do."

I smirk and keep my gaze locked on his. Neither of us stops staring until Armin giggles. I giggle too. For god's sake what the fuck is this we are doing?

Suddenly, Armin's gaze moves up and down my face. Is he looking at my lips? I nervously wet them with my tongue. Not so much as an invitation but more like a "internally panicking and has no idea what to do" way. He leans in and closes his eyes. Shit. Shit. Shit. Do I want this? Do I even want this? I... too late now. Armin presses his lips against mine and it takes me a couple of seconds to decide that I actually want that too. He opens his eyes and our gazes meet again. We both smirk without interrupting the kiss and I know now, that I really fucking want this. I grab his hips and lift him up to place him on my lap. His whole face turns red as he gasps for air. He wraps his arms around me and I do the same. After a while though, it doesn't seem like it's enough and that's when our shirts come off.

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(Back to Eren's POV)

"Do you think Armin's okay?" I ask, worried.

"Of course he is. Have faith in the poor boy." Levi says.

He looks around and I can see he has an idea. A good one? I'm not so sure, but he has one. I smirk at him.

"What is it?"

The only answer I get, is Levi getting up and sitting on my lap. Oh now I understand what this means and I can't say i'm surprised, nor disappointed.

"Are you sure you're ready?" I ask him.

"I think my injuries are now healed enough, but just in case, it might be better if we both are gentle."

"Gentle? Do you even know what that means?"

I grin and bite my lip. He grins and rips my shirt off.

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(A/N) Do you guys want smutt? Because I could write both of them if you'd like or just ereri since that's the focal point here but...whatever. I'm just not sure if you guys would like some smutt again before the end of the first part. Comment and i'll see where I go for the next chapter...