Love you, Paris

Coquelicot

"So basically you hit on that woman but you are afraid of being bad in bed?", chuckles Carly as she drinks her hot chocolate. Armin sighs a bit and drinks some too.
" That's not funny. I don't feel manly enough to do that actually".
Carly shakes her head and sits more comfortably on her bed which is full of blankets, stuffed animals and Armin sitting right next to her.
"Armin, being a man doesn't mean you have to be a god in bed. You have much better qualities than regular fuckboys. You are actually acting like a man respecting a woman. That's why she was surprised. Even though woman have more rights than before society still didn't change in its core, men didn't change. A woman has to fear being a woman because of men. On the other hand some woman use that against man. They know they can get anything if they just sleep with them. And she was probably used to that understanding. But you broke it, made her question if all men really are like that. You showed her the opposite. And that's why she caught your attention ", explains Carly and pushes up her glasses. Armin chews his lips as he thinks about it.
" So you also think she might have more men on her side? Or...even uses them to get where she wants? "
" That's a possibility. But she definitely has experience, otherwise she wouldn't have exposed herself like that. A woman who didnt have sex would act a little shy at least. But as you described she was pretty confident. She expected you to fall for her ".
Armin strokes back his hair and breaths deeply in. He doesn't like this thought. He wished he was her first man. And not one of many. But who is he even to wish such a thing? To decide that she's his or he's hers.
That are just fantasies. Maybe she doesn't even care for him and just wanted to have some fun. But since she couldn't use him for one thing she uses him for another. Is that possible?

Armin and Carly keep talking about it for many hours. Analysing what to do.
Until the lights of the town disappear and sleep appears their room.
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A few weeks have passed. Strange weeks. Because of HER. And her personality which confuses Armin every day he works with her.
Cold.
Icy.
Angry.
Serious.
Mad.
That's Miss Leonhardt at work.

Sweet.
Lovely.
Caring.
Soft.
That's Annie at home.

Since that day she didn't try having fun with him. But...gentle physical touches still happened. For instance, every time Armin cooks for her or does the laundry she comes behind him and let's her soft and feminine fingers slide down his back, thanking him with a gentle voice into his ear and smiling lovely. She does that pretty often . At least at her icy palace.

Armin cleans Miss Leonhardts desk before she comes, thinking about Annie.
But as he hears the door opening in a harsh way he finches and feels his heart beating fast. It's Miss Leonhardt. Looking very cold, making this room feel icy.
As she walks over with two tall men she hits some papers on the table, frightening Armin and making him gulb. But luckily she ignores him because she's focused on yelling on the two men.
"I gave you a whole month to find any evidence on proving her right. I even helped you with all those shitty papers you idiots forgot to mention. And still you couldn't that that asshole who took charge on her?! You disappoint me!", she shouts and makes this room so quiet that you can her sweat flowing down the foreheads of those criminal police officers. Armin stopped breathing by himself. He wished disappearing in the floor right now, he feels trapped and frozen.
"Arlert, leave", are her icy words which make Armin feel even less comfortable. But he's thankful for that. He nods and nearly runs out the room which doesn't give him space for breathing. As he's finally gone he closes the door and gulbs heavy. "Damn, I never want to make her angry...", he says.
Floch, who's one of the head police men and close Co worker of Miss Leonhardt, watches Armin and nearly grins. "She's not easy, is she? You just got to know how to handle a bitch", he says with a smirk and cleanse his comb. Armin widens his eyes, he can't believe he called her like that.
"W-What do you mean?", Armin asks and comes slowly closer to him.
"Well, none of your business, blondy. I don't tell anything to a brat who stole my job and my bitch. I used to spend hours in her office before you came. And not only her office you know... So yeah, that's what I mean by you shall know how to handle her to survive in her cage".
Armin gets pretty angry by the way he talks about miss Leonhardt. He turns his hands into fists and watches him leaving his office completely and locking the door. "See ya, doggy. Or not ", says Floch with a grin  and leaves now. Armin watches him, still pretty mad. One day he's going to pay for his dirty mouth.
Right in this moment the door of Miss Leonhardts office opens. Those men walk terrified out of the room. As they pass him they leave a shadow of fear, guilt and shame. Armin keeps watching them but gets distracted as someone grabs Armins collar and pulls him after himself. Leonhardt, who is still pretty mad nearly throws Armin back into the office, making him stumble a little and nearly fall against her table. She leans closely towards his face and still holds his collar. Even though her face looks pretty angry her voice sounds very calm and still passive aggressive.
"Arlert, haven't I told you to sort out those papers too? I can only see one stack of useless papers gone. I said two, right?", she hisses.
Armin looks pretty afraid into her crystal eyes which look like building more and more glassy walks so you can't see any of her feelings except of anger.
" M-Miss Leonhardt... I nearly finished but you came in and ordered me to leave " Armin stutters.
"Oh so it's my fault you couldn't work faster?".
She grabs Armins head and pushes it into the stacks of papers, making Armins cheek cut on one of the sharp edges like sharp pieces of ice. He hisses in pain but doesn't dare moving any way. Barely breathing.
"What an idiot. I gave you enough time to do that. You have no idea what work I have to do in only five minutes. I gave you a whole hour. Now finish your work and don't disappoint me today even more".
Armin bites his lips.
"I am so sorry, Miss Leonhardt... I will do better the next time", he says, nearly loosing his voice by feeling her strong grab and weight over him. Suddenly she leans down to his ear and whispers surprisingly gently.
"I still expect you tonight".
She let's him go then and sighs. Armin gulbs and feels even more confused. But as he wants to say something she's already gone. He strokes through his face and looks at those papers then.
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A few hours later, when everyone has left the police station except for the night watchman Armin locks Miss Leonhardts office. He keeps thinking about her behavior. Her mood swings.  He leaves the building, walking outside his way to the person he can't be afraid of.
Annie.