Y/n and Annie were getting ready together for Mikasa's birthday party, which was scheduled for later in the evening. Armin was their chauffeur for the night, and he showed up earlier to help them get ready.
«Can somebody help me with the zip? It's stuck. » Annie asked, leaving her room in a long black skirt. Armin walked towards her to help, but she stopped him. «No, wait. Be honest. I should change. Right? »
«I think you look great. »
«He's right. What is bothering you? » Y/n asked, looking at her while she put on her earrings.
«The skirt. I'm wearing a skirt. I don't wear a skirt. » Annie said, touching the fabric of the skirt. It did look stunning on her, but she was right. Not once had she seen Annie wearing a skirt, let alone a long one. The outfit brought out a very feminine side of Annie that was not evident in her usual fashion choices.
«Then why did you buy it? »
«I thought it was cute. I'm not that sure anymore. I wanted to try something new. »
«If you don't feel comfortable, you shouldn't wear it. At least not tonight. I'll help you find something, okay? » Armin proposed to her, moving a lock of hair out of her face with a soft smile, and Annie nodded.
«You two make me sick. » Y/n teased, a mischievous twinkle in their eye since they apparently forgot she was in the room with them, and Annie blushed hard.
«Shut up, Y/n... » Then she grabbed Armin's arm, and they moved into her room, hopefully to find her another outfit. Y/n rolled her eyes and sighed, and she started to do her everyday make-up, adding a bit of sparkle on her eyelids to change the game.
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***this pic is from Pinterest. This doesn't mean Y/n is canonically white, it's just for the reference <3 credits: Pinterest, @emmachamberlain (yes, I love her)***
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Y/n's lips curled up into a wide grin. It always warmed her heart how Eren cheered her up, how appreciated and good it made her feel about herself. It felt weird. Just a few months ago, she would never have dared to wear anything tight that highlighted her chest and legs. But Eren had hyped her so much to buy it that she thought she looked good.
