DIRTBAG|𝗮𝗿𝗺𝗶𝗻 𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗲𝗿𝘁 ➪

𝟬𝟯|𝗺𝗶𝗸𝗮𝘀𝗮 𝗮𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗮𝗻

p/n= pronouns
**

"connie! i'm going to work, you wanna go or?" you yelled from the front door of connie's apartment.

he would always go to work with you for some reason, unless he had other plans. usually, he didn't have other plans.

you heard some shuffling on the other side of the door and muffled voices. connie flung open the door, a shirt not in sight and his sweats hanging low on his wait. sweat covered his forehead and he had purple blotches covering his neck.

"not today, i was kind of busy..." he said, scratching the back of his neck.

you laughed, "i see...use protection!"

he punched your shoulder, closing the door.

guess you'll be working alone today.

**

when you walked into the tattoo parlor, the waiting room was pretty quiet. there was usually around 10 people, but today there were only 4 or 5.

"anybody who was waiting here the longest come up." you said, placing your bag next the seat behind the counter.

first person to walk up and someone familiar.

"ohh, hey! you're mikasa right? i went to your party the other night. it was fun."

she nodded, "glad you liked it."

"anyways, what're you looking for today?"

"a tattoo. riiight under here." mikasa said, lifting up her shirt slightly, showing off the side of her tit. "three letters. E, M, and A. black and lowercase."

"sounds cool. what's it stand for?" you weren't trying to be nosy, you just like talking to your clients and trying to make them feel comfortable.

"my friends. eren, mikasa, which is me, and armin."

armin? which armin is she talking about? surely there can't be that many armins in shiganshina.

"armin arlert?" you asked, starting to lead mikasa into the back.

"yeah. you know him?"

"sort of. just hear about him." you adjusted the seat, "sit."

armin being brought up made you think of yesterday. when he liked one of your photos from long ago.

you weren't surprised or anything. instead, you laughed a bit and followed him. you know, just to embarrass him.

"what do you hear about him? is it people calling him a player?" she asked, a tone of annoyance in her voice.

"yeah, that's exactly it." you smiled, your back facing away from mikasa since you were gathering the things you needed.

"yup." she sighed, "he's not all that bad you know."

"i'm sure." you said, sitting on your stool besides mikasa. "arms up, pretty."

mikasa's cheeks flushed pink as she raised her arms, and you lifted the side of her shirt.

the whole entire tattoo process you and mikasa talked a bit, about your lives and what was going good for you both right now.

she told you about eren and armin. not too much though. mikasa stated that even though she loved eren very much, things were a bit complicated between them. they were currently on a short break.

apparently,armin was actually very smart, and wasn't just someone who liked to mess around with girls. but, you still weren't sure on wether or not you could trust mikasa. she was a close friend of armin, so she could not entirely be telling the truth.

here and there you and mikasa would share glances, smiling at one another. you gave her a piece of candy to try to calm her down even though she didn't show any signs of being in pain.

"all done," you said setting down your tattoo machine. i'll print you out a list of things you need to do to keep it clean and sanitized, so you can just head out to the front for me. did amazing today."

mikasa sat up, looking down at her tattoo. "it's great. thanks."

"my pleasure."

she walked out of the room, leaving you to print the papers and meeting her back at the desk.

"aftercare instructions, what not to do, and a number if you ever need help." pushing the papers towards her, you leaned across the desk leaning into her ear. whispering, "you and...eren are on a break right?"

mikasa gulped, nodding.

"the number i left was actually mine, so, if you ever wanna hang out let me know."

she nodded again, her breathing quickened.

"next up?"

**

it was late in the afternoon by the time you got back home, and to your surprise connie wasn't in your kitchen.

usually, he would be standing in the kitchen shirtless standing at the stove waiting for you to get home, but he wasn't today.

you laughed to yourself, thinking about earlier that day.

'that girl probably has him busy'

waking into your bedroom, you dropped your bag and dropped onto your bed. your hands were exhausted, you felt tired. you wanted to get up and shower but god, you were so drained.

besides you, your phone vibrated.

a text from a number that wasn't in your contacts.

'hey, it's mikasa. thanks 4 the tattoo again i love it. you wanna hang out later this week?'

you quickly put in her contact, and replied. 'sure. if erens okay with that' of course you were playing around, just messing with mikasa.

'stop it! armin said he liked the tattoo, might get one at your place next time btw.'

'cool! see you tomorrow afternoon?'

'fine with me.'

considering how things were going right now, maybe armin could wait.

**
literally updated at 5am fml