𝐌𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐑𝐒 | 𝘌. 𝘑𝘢𝘦𝘨𝘦𝘳 / 𝘈. 𝘈𝘳𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘵

𝐁 𝐈 𝐓 𝐂 𝐇

Friday night.

Everyone is going to drink, clocking out on the job, laughing with their friends.

"Y/N, are you coming with us? Armin is treating us tonight" Sasha, my best friend, wrapped her arm around my neck and smiled. "Sure, I'll come just give me a moment to clean my work space" clicking the loud keyboards- the floor was already empty.

Just me and my thoughts. Though, that's what i thought.

"Hey"

It was that brown hair boy from yesterday. He wore a tan shirt with a green sweater and brown jeans along with tan shoes. He's not the best at fashion- but... those were definitely a combo to catch the eyes.

"Hi" I smiled and bowed my head- a sign to show respect. He did the same and walked behind me, placing his left hand on my desk and leveling himself to my neck area. "You're Armin's assistant right?" "Correct, we all are" "Right but you're special" "Excuse me?"

I spun my chair towards him, raising an eye brow and shifting my head a bit to the right. "Yeah, you gotta be special to stay after closing hours that late yesterday. How's your legs by the way?" His pale lips turn to a grin, tugging a piece of my hair behind my ear. "That's none of your business sir, and my legs are doing fine" I lied, my legs are sore as fuck.

The man stood back up and ran his fingers through his mid long wavy hair. "I know who you are Y/N, you don't have to hide it" I stood up from my seat and turned off my computer, laying my hand on his chest and pushing him aside softly. "I don't know who you are, and what your relationship is with Armin, but you need to stay in your lane because you are crossing the line. Excuse me" I brushed pasted him, hearing him chuckle a bit.

Shit, does he know?
No. Armin wouldn't tell anyone, right?
Who the fuck is that man anyways.

I exit the company building, walking down the concrete side walk to the bar next door. Seeing the group already reserved a table and my chair was next to an empty one. Where's armin?

Mikasa poured in my shit cup with alcohol and smiled at me, "Armin went outside to answer his phone. He'll be back in a minute, sit down, drink". I sat down in an empty seat across from Sasha and her friends. The empty seat beside me has to be Armin's.

Time passed and we were all already on our fourth beer bottle; laughing and making jokes, eating food and doing reckless dares.

I can feel somebody sit in the seat beside me and lean back against their chairs. I turned to smiled at Armin.

It wasn't Armin.
It was that stupid boy again.

"What the fu-"
"Eren! You made it!" Armin?

Armin was sitting on the other side of the table beside Mikasa. He stood up as hey both greet each other and Eren glanced at me as he sat back down. Are you serious?

"Couldn't miss this opportunity" He raised his beer bottle as they both clanked them together and he began to chug. Our eye contact didn't break one bit. Seeing him get awkward he slowly broke eye contact and placed his beer down. "Eren, how's Carla?" "She's doing fine, she's in the hospital but she's getting better" Mikasa and Eren began to catch up. Apparently they're friends as well?

Armin and I made eye contact. Seeing him slowly raise his beer tap to his pink lips and take a sip.

"Y/N, This is Jean!" Sasha grabbed our hands and placed them together. We proceed to shake hands and greet each other but I can feel Eren staring at me. What's up with his man.

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Everyone decided to call it a night. It was already 2Am and most of us were already drunk. I drank lightly, just feel a little tipsy. Armin was completely sober and his friend Eren.. He was drunk.

Armin offered to drive us home, i couldnt decline. I did feel uncomfortable as me and Eren sat in the back together and his head was against my shoulders. "Is he heavy?" Armin asked, i can see his blue eyes stare at me through the small rear mirror. "No hes okay"

To be honest, Eren might be weird but.. When he's sleeping he looks so peaceful.

Tugging his brown hair behind his ear, i couldn't help but smile at him. "You smell nice" He mumbled, slowly bringing his head up as we met eye to eye.

I don't know if it was just because I am drunk, but right now- It feels as though the world has stopped. Eren slowly leaned in closer and immediately fell asleep again, causing me to laugh. "You have a nice laugh" Armin chirped, I totally forgot he was there.

Armin decided to drop off Eren first since he was the least sober one in the car. Helping him up to his door step- Armin took out his keys and unlocked his door. They had to be close for him to have a spare key to this man's house.

"There" Armin grunt and threw Eren on his bed. "OW- Armin... The vase" Vase? "Vase? Oh the vase" Armin caught his words and quickly ran over to the large human sized red vase. Digging his hands in the hole, he pulled a black bag out and smiled at me. "Cmon let's go" He grabbed my hands and dragged me out the door quickly.

What was in that bag.

Armin didn't hesitate to drop me home immediately and drove off.

I don't know where me and Armin stand in our relationship. Are we just friends with benefits? There are times where it seems like he genuinely likes me, and other times where it seems as though we are just using each other.

"What a manipulative bitch"