TENSION (ARMIN X READER)

dancing in the moonlight

His hands are steady on your waist- holding you from falling too close to the ground.

You guys have always been like this- so close- yet, so far.

You lift yourself up from his hold and separate from his body until you can no longer feel his minty breath on your face. UGH. I love that smell.

As he helps you get up, you could smell the ocean breeze shampoo that he used last night on his long dirty blonde hair that was half tied up. His sweat trickled down his forehead and onto your arm, but you didn't mind.

"Okay, we need to try again." He interrupted your thoughts.

You smirked slightly. "I agree....we can try however many times you want."

His arm wrapped around your waist as he pulls you in closer. You notice that a piece of his blonde hair falls loose from his small ponytail, so you reach your hand to brush it out of his face. His eyes widened, but not less than half a second later, a seductive smirk formed across his face.

"A lil touchy aren't we?" His left eyebrow raised slightly at you while looking you up and down."

"I don't know what you're talking about. I was just getting your hair out of your face since I know you don't like the feeling of hair sticking to your forehead sweat." You were nervous now.

"You don't think I haven't noticed the small moves you've been making since we started this routine?" He pulls you in closer with his right arm and extends his left arm to grab your chin. "Wanna get closer?"

 Your eyes widened but you forced them back to normal.

"No, Armin. We have to continue practicing. We don't have much time left."

You felt him reluctantly let go of you as he turned around to grab his cold-water bottle. He takes a sip of it knowing that you loved watching his Adam's apple bop up and down from swallowing.

Oh how I wish it wasn't just water-

"Wanna sip?"

You erase that thought from your head and look at him with a straight face as he holds his water bottle towards you. You look at the water bottle. "But you already drank from it."

"That doesn't mean you can't drink from it. You could just air-sip." He shrugs.

You bit your lip and blinked twice before grabbing the water bottle from his hand and chugging the cold water without touching where his lips had just been.

You wiped the excess water dripping down your chin with the back of your hand and handed the water back to him, but he started walking closer to you. Little did you know, he watched you drink his water as his eyes are locked on your lips. The way your small mouth opened ever so slightly to catch the water from the bottle. He smiled.

He slid his face right next to your left ear. "You know you didn't want to air-sip that." He pulls back and places the water bottle on the ground leaning against the wall mirror before coming back to you.

"Now, shall we start our next routine?"