𝙡𝙚𝙩'𝙨 𝙜𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙫𝙚 ✓

☮ a drunk man's words are a sober man's thoughts ☮

AN: this is a semi-boring chapter with no smut (i know i'm disappointed too) but it's build up or some shit
ok enjoy :) also tw for alcohol

The cold air hitting your legs as you walk the bathroom, you're standing the backside of yourself facing the door.

You're about to zone out again.

Standing there for a few minutes.

It's like you can't even hear the music anymore.

Why do you do the shit you do? Why are you so disappointing? You think you're so smart, yet a singular touch makes you fuck Armin in a dirty ass bar bathroom. In a single day as well. He deserves so much better.

You suddenly hear someone walking down to the bathroom, "Armin? You here?"

EREN?

WHAT THE FUCK.

You used that Ackerman blood mixed with adrenaline to run back to the bar.

Sitting down and crossing your legs on the bar stool so nobody can your unclothed crotch.

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Armin shoves your underwear into his pocket.

Embarrassing.

Checking to see if he has any remnants of you on him.

Just some lipstick.

Some toilet paper with some water from the tap and the last sign of you on him (other than your underwear in his pocket) is gone.

Eren bangs his hand against the wooden door, "Armin, you in here."

"Sorry I had to use the bathroom and I had diarrhea." he opens up the door.

The dynamic duo starts walking back to their table.

"They're still preforming but you missed the best part." Eren speaks to Armin while feeling him brushing someone's shoulder, "sorry."

"What happened?" Armin asks with curiosity.

"The lead singer was dedicating a song to this girl that he thought she was in the crowd and he tried to bring her on stage or shout her out or something but apparently she ran off with a guy." Eren laughs while telling this story, "It was so embarrassing and funny."

Armin laughs, not only at the story but at him figuring out that you were probably there for the same reason he was, for some sort of escape or coping mechanism yet it ended with you two fucking anyways.

Then his smile faded.

He started becoming more confident and dominant with you because he became comfortable with you. He felt, no, he knew he knew you now. Before it was just a childhood crush, the type of crush that is attractive person you'd look forward to seeing in the hallways or on missions but never had the balls to ask out, just barely friends, something that he thought he could move on from but now there's some sort of attachment.

Then his face contorted into a state of soft cockiness.

Jay thought he had a chance with you? While he, Armin Arlert was fucking you. Jay tried to serenade you only to hear you ran off with him.

You probably only came for free entertainment or something.

He knows he still has a chance.

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"She's back!" Jay yells signaling you to come up stage.

"What?" you question.