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❥ Armin changed through his channels on his tv before he heard a knock on his door. Eren walked in while humming the song playing in his airpods going over to Armin to hand him the last popsicle in the fridge. Armin shook his head and Eren took one airpod out, "This is the last one"

Eren said before putting his airpods back in his ear and dropping it on his lap, "I got one too" Eren said before closing his door as Armin shrugged unwrapping it.

It's been a while since he texted you after the incident that one night. Feeling bad that because of him, you have a bandaid on your heel and how you might get even closer to Marcel.

He didn't have a problem with you and Marcel, never had an issue with you but for Marcel, he just wanted him out of the picture so bad and keep you all to himself, thinking Marcel was going to steal you away.

He didn't realize he was staring into space till the popsicle dripped down onto his shorts. "Shit" Armin softly sighed out to himself before grabbing a tissue from the tissue box that was always on top of his drawer to wipe it down.

It has left the same color stain the popsicle color was on his grey sweats.

He licked the popsicle from the bottom up so that it will stop dripping before he walked to his bathroom and turned on the faucet.

He cupped his hands under it before bringing it close to his shorts and patting it down onto it, penetrating through his shorts, he scrubbed it off with one of the towels he had in his bathroom before seeing the color disappear and smiled proudly before biting his popsicle and walking out.

As soon as he was about to sit down, Eren called out to him as his one leg was hovering above the bed replying back.

He then groaned when Eren told him to check something out in the kitchen.

Eren smiled while holding up some grilled cheese he just made and Armin nodded irritatedly, having to pause getting on his comfy bed to just realize his bestfriend didn't burn his bread while making grilled cheese.

"So you called me out here to look at your perfectly made grilled cheese?" Eren sent him out an obvious nod while taking a bite. Armin nodded while dragging out a yeah, "Not something new" he said while walking back to his room.

"Want one though?" Armin shook his head before closing his door again. He got back in bed while throwing his popsicle in his trashcan.

He scrolled through Instagram before looking at his suggested feed to see a familiar name there. Marcel.

He tapped on it to see him with no post and tapped on his following, lowkey creeping through them to see if he was following you and he wasn't.

He was following all your friends except for you. He looked up from his phone, staring blankly at his tv screen having all the possibilities of why he wasn't following you.

Or maybe he hasn't found your account yet? Or maybe you blocked him? No. It couldn't be that. Why would you block your old friend you just met and the relationship you both had seemed good, nothing to block eachother from.

He knew that you and Marcel was close but not really the type of close that'll hurt him.

"Oh my god, Eren what!?" He screamed out when Eren yelled out his name again, "I'm just asking if you have trash! But if you want to get grumpy, then take your fucking trash then!"

He could hear Eren's footsteps revealing before he quickly opened the door, dropping his phone on his bed.

"Okay come in" Eren walked past him into his room before Armin noticed he didn't move an inch since he came in, "Well? Are you going to take the trash?" Eren shook his head,

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