𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐞? (𝐀𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧 𝐱 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐞𝐦! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

♡~𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟔~♡

⚠Smut warning ⚠
Play these songs while you read:
Ohmami-Chase Atlantic
Not Around-Nova
Streets-Doja Cat

-Y/n's pov-
As I started organizing things in my bathroom, I heard Zeke call me down stairs. I grab my cup of coffee, and head down.

"Yuhhh, this shit look good Zeke." I laugh as I set my cup in the sink and look over at Armin who is already staring, but quickly looks away.

I gather myself as I sit down at the table where my plate is set, directly across from Armin, and next to Eren.

I roll my eyes, as I start to eat my eggs.

"Shit, I forgot to ask. Y/n, do you want to come to a party with me, and Armin at Connie's place tonight?" Eren chewed on his food as he looked at me.

"Oh, Armin's going? I never knew." I said in a slick tone, while I looked directly at him. He avoided eye contact, as Eren looked back and forth between me and Armin with food stuffed in his cheeks.

"Um yeah, but are you going?" He said. "Yeah, I'll go." I said taking a bite of my bacon, still staring at Armin. Eren looked at us awkwardly as he continued to eat his food.

The tension was tense until Zeke broke the air by clearing his throat.

"So y/n, how were things with your father yesterday?" Zeke asked, smiling while looking my direction.

"It was shit, like usual. He argues like a teenage girl." I said, leaning back in my chair, as I took another bite out of my food.

"Well, I apologize for the unfortunate experience yesterday, I hope you feel better y/n." Zeke said getting up from the table, carrying his plate. He walked past me as he gave me a slight hug with his other hand.

Honestly, I could see how Armin found a father figure in him. He was supportive, kind, and understanding. Shit, even I could see a father figure in him.

"So what time is the party?" I asked as I finished up the eggs on my plate while looking over at Eren.

"It's at 6:30." He said as he continued to stuff his face with the pancakes he had on his plate. I chuckled as I took a free napkin I had and wiped his face. He laughed along with me, until I saw Armin with a blank expression on his face, almost as if he was upset.

That's how I would get to him.

Just like last time, I would get to him by making him jealous. That's gotta work, if it doesn't, that just means the nigga don't like me at all.

I finish my food and get up with my plate, I look over to Eren and see him with one of his empty plates. Being generous and looking to start something, I bent over next to his head, and grabbed the plate.

"Oh, you didn't have to do that y/n." He said with a mouth that was finally empty. "It's no big deal." I say laughing as I carry both of the plates in one hand and ruffle his hair with the other.

"Damnit! You fucked up my hair." He said somewhat frustrated.

I put the plates in the sink and walk over to him, I put one hand on my hip and set the other on the table, Eren stared up at me.

"What?" He asked looking right into my eyes as I looked right back into his.

"Stop cursing at me, it's rude." I said as I ruffled his hair again, he suddenly grabbed my wrist and stood up.

"Or what?" He said with a smirk on his face. I looked up at him, the nigga was tall. I stayed quiet, just stared at him with my wrist still in his hand.

He suddenly started to tickle me under my arms and I bust out laughing. I kicked and punched but he wouldn't stop. I had dropped to the floor and he had suddenly picked me up and sat me on the nearest counter, still tickling me.