𝘌𝘠𝘌𝘋𝘙𝘌𝘚𝘚 | Armin A.

six - courts

"thank you, sir," you said to the lovely cashier that worked at one of the three Starbucks around campus. you picked up your drink and your food from the counter and spun around. your next destination was home, you had finished class and you were so exhausted.

your feet picked up the pace a bit, you wanted to get home as soon as possible. of course, that wasn't going to happen.

"y/n!" you hear a voice call from behind you. you knew who it was and you mentally let out a breath of relief knowing that it wasn't anyone annoying. you turned around to see jean jogging up to you at a slow pace.

"hi, idiot," you spoke, handing him your drink and continuing to walk. jean followed after you, of course.

"who said I wanted to hold this?" he scoffed, he used a playful tone, but he was half-joking. you didn't reply and carried on making him walk with your drink.

"fuck you. anyway, the guys and I are heading to the courts to have some fun, come with me." jean said, unscrewing the top of your drink, you ignored the boy playing with your drink and focused on what he was talking about.

"I don't want to play," you stated, your eyebrows screwed together. you un-wrapped the bacon gouda sandwich that was in your hands and took a bite.

"didn't ask."

"The fuck?"

"you don't even have to play just sit around and watch us, I guess," he spoke, his voice was a bit whiny. he must've wanted you to go really bad, I mean you both haven't hung out in a while and it would be nice to catch up or just be around some of your friends.

"Okay, I don't know where it is so you walk in front," you said, taking another bite out of your sandwich. jean didn't speak after that and continued to walk in front of you, you kept up with his big strides pretty well. the scenery of the campus would distract your vision sometimes, and you would drift off and stare into nothingness, or stare at the pretty flowers.

you were brought back to reality by the voices of your friends greeting you. it seemed like you all had the court to yourself. Floch, Marco, Porco, Connie, Sasha, and Ymir were there, messing around with each other on the court. you yelled a small "hello everyone" and walked to the back of the court where the bleachers were and where Sasha was sitting. jean walked off with the guys and Ymir.

the chocolate-haired girl looked exhausted, she was panting, sweaty, and was chugging water out of a bottle like she hadn't had a drink in days. you chuckled at her weirdness and sat next to her.

"oh, y/n! hi, I'm dyinggggg, please help, they are driving me crazyyy! water. I need more water!" Sasha yelled before attaching her lips around the bottle again and chugging as fast as she could.

"hi to you too, sash. what are they doing to you? do I need to knock some sense into those, idiots?" you asked sighing. the girl next to you shook her head furiously before taking her pink lips off of the bottle and letting out a huge breath.

"no, no, it's okay. I'm just so hot!" Sasha exclaimed, wiping the beads of sweat off of her forehead with the back of her hand. you took a sip of your drink you got from Starbucks and let out a breath of amusement from the girl.

"Okay, I'm out! y/n, please watch? watch me beat those losers!" she cheered before setting her water bottle on the ground and running back out the court, stealing the ball from Connie.

you laughed at the two and took another sip of your drink. you checked your phone notifications, you had gotten a couple of notifications. some from Instagram mostly likes and comments from the new post that you posted this morning. it was a picture of you and historia from the party the other day. you replied to some of the comments that complimented the both of you, then went to check your dms, you had gotten a couple of messages but decided that you
would respond later. you decided to text your family group chat a simple message letting them know you're doing okay.

everything had seemed to be so busy lately, it was nice to take a breather, sit and relax for a while. of course, your time was cut short when you felt a presence sit next to you. the sent of fruit-filled your nose and you quickly turned your head to see who approached you. of course, it was the pretty little blonde.

"hey," he spoke a small friendly smile rose on his face. you let out a breath of amusement at his cute but simple greeting. you weren't sure how to go about this confrontation. you could act unbothered and try to hint to Armin that the only relationship you guys should be having was one that a student would have with their tutor, or you could continue your little flirting and messing around game and see where it goes. you couldn't decide. this was not good, you didn't want to break his pure heart, but whatever you chose you would break his heart. you didn't trust yourself with someone like him, he was special and you didn't know how to handle someone as special as him. God, why is this so hard? if you were to shut him down right now he would think you were just using him, and you would still crush his heart. you weren't using him, you truly had an interest in him, but it was scary. scary to trust yourself, scary to make a decision.

"Armin, i—" you paused, the boy turned his head slightly in question. you couldn't do it. "I was wondering if you were going to show up. I didn't know you liked basketball?" you spoke in a questioning tone and set your drink down on the ground next to your feet.

"me? oh no, I don't. eren just brought me along, he said to get out of my dorm, and he might've mentioned that you would be here." a small rosy color appeared on his nose. so cute.

"cute."

"what are you doing here?" he asked removing his eyes from yours and staring at the ground.
he started to fiddle with his fingers like he always did.

"jean persuaded me to, you know I never miss a chance to see my friends too," you shrugged, you used a calmer voice with Armin, nothing too high pitched and nothing too low pitched. just perfect enough for him to feel comfortable.

the boy nodded without replying, the vibe suddenly became slightly awkward, the air was thick and you didn't know how you were supposed to slice it in half. we're usually good with social cues and knowing what to do in certain social situations, but now it was just awkward.

"are you going to the dinner this weekend?" you asked, take in a breath and looking up at your friends playing basketball. they were all laughing and jumping around, having fun. it was nice to see your friends happy.

"dinner? n-no I didn't know there was a dinner," the boy spoke, he seemed genuinely upset that he didn't know and no one seemed to invite him. it made you quite upset too, why didn't anyone think to let Armin know about the dinner, you found it flat out rude.

"are you serious?" you asked, pausing to let him answer, his answer was a nod. "why the fuck didn't they tell you. I'm sorry, that's so fucking rude. wanna be my plus one?" you asked, you sounded a little harsh but you were seriously upset at your friends for not inviting him.

"oh, Uhm, are you sure? I don't want to intrude on you guys. it's okay, I sure someone would have mentioned it to me eventually." Armin said, frantically waving his hands in front of his face from embarrassment and also shyness.

"I'm 100% sure. I don't care, you're coming with me. I'll text you all of the details once I figure them out. you can be my cute date,"
you smiled at him, you didn't wait for him to respond before getting up. "I have to go. see you soon, pretty boy." you waved, walking away.

next chapter will me the dinner and possible smut??? idk yet. either in the next chapter or the chapter after that !!

thank you for reading -R