𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 sasha becomes jeans wingwoman to help him get with mikasa ackerman, but slowly begins to fall for the raven-haired girl herself.
pothead!sasha x gothkasa (MODERN AU)
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"and that, my friend, is why you should help me, jean, get with your best friend, mikasa," jean proudly stated as he read the concluding slide of his horribly made powerpoint presentation.
somehow, the idiot had convinced armin to come over with him, sasha and connie. of course, poor armin thought this would be a studying session.
armin and sasha sat across from eachother on jean's dark blue couch, sasha leaning over the side as armin sat awkwardly.
"wait, wait, so you want me to help you get with mikasa...even though she likes my best friend...who might like her back?" armin questioned.
"yes," jean stated without hesitation.
armins eyebrows lifted, his lips formed into a line as he nodded.
"listen, arlert, i know this idea is stupid but i really do not want to be the only one helping this creep out. please chip in, even if just a little bit," sasha begged, dramatically falling into armin's lap.
"i mean, i guess...i just don't have an idea of how exactly i can hel- wait, you're like, a dealer, yeah?"
sasha sat up abruptly, facing the blonde boy as jean stood awkwardly in the front of the room with his hands running through his hair.
"i'm so sorry, i didn't mean to offend i jus-"
"i am a dealer, armin," sasha laughed, "got an idea?"
armin paused, his thinking clear in his face. "yes, actually. eren smokes- don't tell anyone i told you that, though, he isn't supposed to since colleges are scouting him and all- but i could maybe hook him up with you. where ever eren goes, mika goes, see what i'm saying?"
"mika? that's a cute nickname," sasha said, earning a dirty look from jean.
connie rounded the corner with two plates in his hands. he placed the bowls of pasta in front of armin and sasha as the latter sat in thought, clueless about what armin was trying to get at (sasha is totally not high rn!)
"sorry, jean-boy, i didn't make any for you," connie pouted as he sat on the floor, switching from jean's screenshare to the sports channel.
"you di- wait, armin! you're a genius!" jean threw his hands up as he made his way towards armin, grabbing ahold of his shoulders and pulling him up. he picked the shorter boy up and spun him around, squealing like a kid.
sasha and connie exchanged a glance before bursting into laughter, armin's cheeks blushed red.
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