Here you were laying in bed with the love of your life and yet something still didn't feel right. You couldn't put your finger on it, but there was still something bothering you about your relationship with Armin.
You turned your body, facing him. Armin adjusted to your position, wrapping his arm around your body. You found it cute how he always did that. You lifted your arm, placing your hand on his hair, running your fingers through it.
His hair was so smooth and soft. Your fingers traveled down to his cheeks. You smiled, thinking about how red they got when was flustered. Finally, you reached his lips. You traced the outline of his lips with your thumb. These lips had you over the moon. You loved how he constantly wanted to kiss you and make you feel good. His lips were so soft and plump. You were glad you introduced him to chapstick.
"Armin." You whispered his name, softly. He didn't answer. You called out his name again, but he was still asleep. "Armin, baby. Wake up, please."
"Hmm?" He mumbled, holding your waist, bringing you closer to him.
"Armin?"
"Hmm?" He mumbled, his eyes fluttering open.
"Are you awake?"
"Mhm." He nodded, keeping his eyes closed.
"Open your eyes." You spoke softly. Armin opened his eyes, closing them again, grumbling. He finally opened his eyes, clearing his throat and standing up from the bed, using the bathroom. You patiently waited for him to get back.
"Babe, it's 2 in the morning." He whined, laying his head on your chest, cuddling you.
"I'm sorry. I couldn't sleep."
"Why? What happened?" He sat up, sitting next to you. You raised your upper body, resting your elbow on the bed, and your head in your hand.
"I was just thinking."
"Thinking about what?" He mimicked your position.
"About us." You placed your hand on top of his. He immediately held your hand, kissing it.
"What about us?"
"I don't like how we got together." His eyes slightly widened.
"W-What?" He paused. "You don't wanna break up, do you?" You shook your head.
"No. I don't wanna break up." He let out a sigh of relief. "But, I wanna be honest with you."
"About what?" You turned your body, opening your bedside drawer, and pulled out your camera for your psychology class.
"About this." You sat up, turning it on.
"A camera?" He sat up next to you, looking over your shoulder. You turned on the camera, showing him the first video you did together. "Woah, I remember this." He pointed at himself.
"We look cute."
"Damn, that eye contact though." You giggled.
"I know. But this isn't what I wanted to show you." You clicked to the next video, showing Armin your psychology assignment. You both listened as you spoke.
"Day 1: I don't know how to start this. Okay, I guess I'll just begin with what happened yesterday. Yesterday, I went out with my friends to the club and got pretty drunk. My roommate ended up taking care of me, last night and this morning."
"I can't really remember what happened last night, so I'm just gonna mention today. So, today he brought me painkillers for my hangover. He made me breakfast, even though I told him not to. He helped me clean my room and take out my braids. After that, he helped me wash my hair and did my laundry while I finished my hair. He bought food for lunch and made dinner. And right now, he's washing the dishes. So, as you can see, there are no feelings, he's just really nice."
