Coffee Shop Soundtrack

track five

A/N: as always, tell me about typos, check this out on ao3, and let me know what you think about my writing! enjoy.

When Eren and Armin were playing the first few matches of Injustice, the blond noticed that the other boy would take breaks from playing in the middle of a fight. When that happened, he would look at Eren from the corner of his eye and see him staring at him. Armin didn't know whether to be creeped out or excited. This happened multiple times, and each time, Eren would have a dreamy look and a stupid smile on his lips. 

Armin tried not to get his hopes up about how Eren looked at him. He could have always zoned out thinking about pizza or something while looking at him. But Armin’s gay little heart wouldn't allow it and he let his imagination run wild when thinking about that look. 

Finally, Armin snapped Eren out of one of his daydreams. “Hey, Eren.” No response. “Eren,” he said as he poked him in the stomach. That did the trick and pulled him back onto Earth.

“O-oh, sorry, I just zoned out for a moment,” he said sheepishly.

“You were looking at me the entire time, you know. It was a little creepy to be honest,” Armin replied.

“Sorry… It’s just…. youlooksocutewhenyouareconcentrating,” he rushed.

“Come again?”

“I said you look really cute when you are concentrating,” the brunet spoke softly.

Armin immediately blushed and looked away. “O-oh, thanks.” 

“No problem, it’s true.”

“You know, you don’t look too bad when you are concentrated either,” Armin joked. 

Eren blushed at that, and then looked up to meet Armin’s eyes. All time seemed to stop, and it felt like they were the only two people on Earth.

It was in that moment when Mikasa decided to enter the room.

The boys quickly snap out of their little trance and look at Mikasa as if she hadn't just interrupted the ‘moment’ they were having. “Dad is home,” she said stoically. “I suggest you and Armin go downstairs and say hi,” she said as she walked out.

Armin and Eren quickly jump up from the floor and walk downstairs. 

The man from the photos on the mantel was there, but with longer hair, more wrinkles, and bags under his eyes.

“Hello, I’m Armin. I’m a friend of Eren’s,” Armin introduced.

“Hi, I’m Grisha Jaeger, but you can just call me Grisha. Nice to meet you.” He then stuck out his hand. Armin shook it gently and then stepped back next to Eren. “So, do you guys want pizza?” he asked.

“Yeah,” Eren and Armin said simultaneously. They turned and stared at each other for a moment, and then began laughing at it. 

After their laughter died down, Grisha spoke. “Okay, I will order it. It should be here in an hour or so.”

They both said “okay” and then ran back upstairs.

When they got back into Eren’s room, he went over to the stereo that was on his cabinet and turned on a slow song sung by a man with a smooth voice.

“What song is this? It doesn't sound like any old rock bands you would normally listen to,” Armin asked.

“Its name is ‘I Wanna Be Yours’ by Arctic Monkeys. Have you heard of them?” Eren replied.

“Oh yeah, I’ve heard a few of their songs on the radio before. They’re pretty good.”

“Yeah,” Eren said, mind seemingly somewhere else.

Armin walked over to Eren and touched his shoulder lightly. “Eren?”

He turned slowly and looked at Armin. Suddenly, many things happened at once. Eren’s former far-away look turned into one of determination. He then closed the distance between him and Armin. He leaned down and pressed his lips to Armin’s. Armin let out a small squeak of surprise, but melted into the kiss immediately after. 

Eren’s lips were soft and warm, and seemed to fit perfectly with the smaller boy’s.  He felt Eren’s tongue run over his bottom lip, silently asking for access, which Armin gladly allowed him in. Eren’s tongue then slipped into Armin’s mouth, his tongue meeting the blond’s. It took about half a second for Eren to win dominance over Armin, and quickly took control. His tongue explored the inside of Armin’s mouth, trying to memorize every inch of it. Then, his tongue returned to Armin’s and the smaller boy let out a small moan.

Armin quickly pulled away, feeling embarrassed and out of breath. Him and Eren somehow found their way to the bed sometime during their little makeout session and they sat there trying to catch their breath.

Eren breathed out a small “wow.”

“Yeah, wow is right,” Armin replied.

The brunet looked surprised. “Wait… You were actually okay with that?”

“Yeah, of course I am. You are an amazing person and an even better kisser. I don’t see how I wouldn't be able to be okay with that.”

The bright-eyed boy smiled. “Good,” he said as he moved over closer to where Armin was sitting. He wrapped his arms around him and put his chin on top of Armin’s (messed up) hair, which was surprisingly soft. The other boy buried his head into Eren’s shoulder, holding onto him softly.

Mikasa knocked loudly and walked in. Her eyes widened the smallest bit when she saw the way the boys were sitting, which was the first sign of emotion Armin has seen on her usually emotionless face. “Am I interrupting some kind of ‘moment’ you guys are having? Cause if I am, I can leave,” she said awkwardly. 

“Um… No, you’re not,” Armin said quickly.

She looked unsure of Armin’s denial of her intrusion, but spoke anyway. “Okay… Well, the pizza is here. Just wanted to come tell you guys.”

“Thanks, Mika,” Eren said, blush still apparent on his face, as she left.

The boys quickly looked at each other and scrambled downstairs.

A/N: i really love cockblock!mikasa bc she is normally so impassive but gets surprised when she walks in on people and eventually makes all these deadpan jokes and omg