𝗥𝗢𝗦𝗘𝗦 𝗔𝗥𝗘 𝗥𝗘𝗗 . armin arlert

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"er, connie, why are you on the drums? i play the drums." reiner asked, leaning down on the drum kit in front of him.
"what do you mean. you play the guitar?" connie joked.
"no, ymir plays guitar." reiner corrected,
"no, ymir plays keyboard" connie told him.

reiner stood confused looking around to the other band member, sasha was nodding along to connie, standing right next to the microphone.
"but i thought you played keyboard." the blonde said.
"no-no, im the singer. are you feeling okay reiner?"

"wait but sashas the singer though, i know that for a fact?"
"no, sashas on drums."
"oh, okay then." reiner began, picking up ymirs guitar and playing a cord. "let's get to practising, shall we?"

"reiner. why the fuck do you have my guitar. and why are you playing it?" ymir walked in, crossed armed.
"but ymir, you play the keyboards" reiner told her in confidence.
"no, baldy plays the keyboard"
"nu-uh, baldy is the singer"
"reiner. what the fuck is wrong with you. give me my guitar!'' the girl snatched the guitar off of him.

"wait.. but.. if connie isn't the keyboardist.. why does bertholdt keep coming round my place and complaining about the keyboards then?'' reiner asked the balder male.
"what.. er, Berthold's your roommate.. what do you mean? That's how you started dating.." connie lied.

"me and bertholdt arent dating? i would never! im straight and he would never be my type!" the blonde exclaimed.

all eyes darted to a banging sound at the other side of the music room.
"you forgot.. your.. lunch" the boy couldn't use real words properly, after hearing his boyfriend saying that, he ran out of the building, reiner following after him when ymir pushed him out.

"okay then who is your roommate?" ymir asked connie, making her way back to the stage, ignoring what had just happened.
"my roommate is mikasa." he told her.
"connie.. my roommate is mikasa." the brunette groaned.
"no?"
"if mikasa isnt my roommate, whose shoes are these?" she pointed to the red high heels that mikasa had left outside y/n and annies dorm to scare them.

"those are armins! why would you steal them?" sasha cried out, just as historia walked in.
"what was that? ymir.. you stole from armin? ... i can't date a thief.." she muttered. walking outside, just as bertholdt had.

although unlike reiner did, ymir sprinted after her.

soon both couples were outside. both arguing.
"come on bertl.. you're not leaving are you?" reiner spoke,
"there's nothing you can do" the other responded as he began walking away.

"krista.. don't do this.. i swear.. this is all a misunderstanding," ymir tried to explain.
"im sick of it ymir, i always have to clean up your messes or fix things up with your friends because you cant do it yourself, im not fixing it this time." the blonde replied. crossing her arms. "you're so pathetic. you always seem to think that you're better than everyone else, but no! you can't do anything right!" she cried out.

the talker girl stood in silence.
"are you even listening to me.." her girlfriend whispered.

"historia.. is that really how little you think of me?" the brunette finally answered. no reply. "ill send you a box of your stuff tomorrow. im going to spend the rest of summer with y/n at our granmas old place. will that make you happy?"

"wait.. ymir, it's not like that.."