𝙡𝙚𝙩'𝙨 𝙜𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙫𝙚 ✓

☮ undo ☮

AN: sorry if this chapter is kinda boring but it'll be important for the next chapter!!!! thank you for reading :)

Armin can't stop himself from being guilty from when he lied to you.

Your snores making him look over at your resting state.

You look so beautiful.

You're blissfully unaware that he's a piece of shit.

Or at least in his opinion.

He'd lie and 'attempt' to manipulate his enemy, someone who was trying to kill him and his friends not you. Whatever you two were. Are?

If he wanted to have a relationship with you he needed to be one hundred percent honest going in to it.

He'd feel like one of the worst people on this world if he didn't tell you.

Soon the snores come to an end.

Startling Armin as soon as you woke up you straddled him, his arms on the sides of your body, how your eyes looked gorgeous in the morning sun, the huge smile on your face.

Your eyes said so much.

it didn't take too long for your cheeriness to drop.

You read Armins face didn't you?

"Are y-"
He cuts you off pulling you into a deep and passionate kiss to savior you.

Moving his hands slowly down your back tracing the arch you were creating until he reached your ass then gripping it.

He pulls his lips away from yours moving down to your neck feeling his nose against your nape.

"Are you okay?" completing your query.

There's the question.

"I need to tell you something."

"Okay." you fake a smile, anxious.

"I recommend you get off of me."

"Oh."

Feet hitting the cold ground, the floor creaking as the blonde hesitates to get up even if it was his order.

His hand covering a hickey around your collarbone as he slides down to your shoulders, gripping them forcing you to look him in his deep blue eyes.

"I'm sorry." breaking the silence.

"For what? You didn't do an-"

"I did."

"What?" you laugh extremely confused.

"Do you want a relationship with me?"

"Of course?" unsure as to why he's asking such an idiotic question and possibly changing the subject?

"I lied I shouldn't have done that."

"About what?"

"Remember the day you got drunk."

"Uh huh?"

A part of him is regretting telling you but he had to get it out the way.

"And I said you came on to me. I lied. I did because I wanted t-"

"You wanted to get your dick wet?" your voice slightly increased and irritated.

Yes you were angry you felt like a horrible depressed drunk who was lucky the man you made a move on and you thought you pressured take you back but now the roles were reversed.