𝗥𝗢𝗦𝗘𝗦 𝗔𝗥𝗘 𝗥𝗘𝗗 . armin arlert

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"that trip was a disaster y/n" ymir groaned, flopping down on the sofa of their grandmother's house.
"tell me about it" y/n agreed, "but, on the bright side, we get to stay in granmas mansion to ourselves for the whole summer!" she exclaimed.

"yes! and we'll have no disruptions when im practising for my band!" the brunette cried. then came four knocks at the door, all at once.

"four knocks.. that means at least two people are out there"
"you answer it y/n, i can't feel my legs" ymir groaned. the h/c sighed, walking towards the door and opening it slightly.

outside stood, eren yeager, connie springer, bertholdt hoover and annie leonhardt.
"oh it's just you guys, come on in" y/n smiled, pulling the door open wider. three of them walked in, then y/n put her arm in front of the door as eren was trying to enter.

"im not risking you urinating on these floors too," she told him, placing the chain on the door frame and only leaving eren visible through a crack. ''sorry eren, these carpets have been around for years, very expensive"

"so what brings you losers round?" ymir asked, "actually, better question, how did you find us?"

"what do you mean, how did we find you? you gave annie your address" bertholdt told them, the y/n and ymir looked at each other, confused, and then back at bertholdt.
"no, we didn't" y/n blinked.

all eyes drifted towards the blonde girl who was texting on her phone.
"nevermind that, ymir, we have a bone to pick with you." connie cracked his knuckles,
"yeah ymir we have a--" eren began, then pausing as he fell off of the door frame that he was previously climbing out and letting out a scream.

"oh." y/n starred.
"well, ymir, what do you have to say for yourself?" connie continued.
"it's too late, i already posted the photos" the girl smirked, laying back.
"what." annie shrieked, glaring up towards her.
"wait, what's going on? what did you post?" the h/c asked her cousin.
"oh, nothing.. just pictures of these guys from secondary school.."

the girl pulled out her phone and clicking the istagram icon, then ymirs profile. her recent photos displayed many pictures of her and krista, though at the top was a collection of photos, both on her saved images and her story.

the first picture being annie with black lipstick, a lip ring and a high ponytail. second, bertholdt, wearing some smoky eyeshadow and refusing to smile at the camera that was faced towards him.

the next was eren, dressing in a baggy shirt and baggy pants, chains dropping from his ears and belt, the photo captioned 'e-boy eren brings me to life.' his hair was fluffy and slicked back through the middle with way too much hair gel.

the last picture was someone that y/n didn't recognise, a boy with long black hair and a foundation shade that was three shades too pale (as displayed on his horrible blending skills down the neck) covering his face. lots of piercings and an eyebrow slit were shown on his face.
"whos that?" she asked, showing the photo to her peers. ymir snorted and covered her nose with her hand, using her other to point at connie.

"your hair used to look like that? i would've loved braiding that!" y/n moaned.
"you sound just like jean!"