𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐀 𝐇𝐔𝐆 ᵃ ᵃʳˡᵉʳᵗ

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₊˚ෆ ARMIN SPEND MORE THEN 5 YEARS WITH THAT CRYSTAL BALL.
There wasn't a day that Armin wouldn't be down, at that crystallised bitch. I didn't even know the reason why he keeps on going there.

They've never even talked before Annie went in an ice cube so why is he doing it now? The thought of him near her pissed me off so much that most days i'd skip every interaction which contained me being in the same area as Armin.

At dinner, i'd train or do something else. When we were training, i'd pair up with Jean or Connie even tho they were the most unserious people and i never really got my training when pairing up with them.
Whenever Armin tried talking to me i'd just find an excuse or walk away.

It bothered me so much that i didn't even know why it bothered me. His actions made me say things i would've never say before, it even got me joking around to the point where Connie had to save my joke so i won't be embarrassed. It itched my brain to think how much i've changed and the way his doings got me feeling.

I didn't even like him so why was i feeling like that?But every time my eyes locked onto him i felt disgusted. Annie betrayed him in so many ways, she never even liked him. She wanted to kill his best friends and himself too so why? Why was he forgiving her so damn easily.

"Yo, Rori. Can i sit?" A familiar voice asked. I looked up to see Jean standing in the way of my light. "Yeah, of course." i said.

As soon as he sat down, the light radiated on his face, bringing out his features. They were so manly, yet to soft. "Wha'chu doin here?" He forced a different accent which made him sound rusty. I couldn't help but chuckle a bit.

"Just observing you?" I spoke fast. I didn't even know why Jeans expression was switching up.

"Right, i know im handsome and all that but that's a bit creepy, love." Jean joked. My eyes widened when i realised what my sentence gave the impression of.

"I meant i was observing, then i asked what you are doing. I wasn't actually observing you. I in fact thought u were a new horse they brought up so i didn't really pay much attention." I commented sarcastically, hoping he'd just let the misunderstanding slide.

Jean held his chest and pretended to be out of breath. "Ouch. That hurt my feeling." He fake hyperventilated.

"Good." I laughed. Why did i even do that? I never used to laugh at anyone's jokes.
Jean pushed me playfully. "Catch me." He said and ran away from me, looking back. "Come on, love."

"Jean, that's a kids game. We're too old for that." I let the name he called me slide. He didn't actually like me so it didn't matter much.

"We're never too old for anything. Now catch me unless you're a rotten egg." Jean tried a bad joke that not even kids use it nowadays.

I sighed and slightly lifted up my dress. At my actions, Jean ran away from me; he ran rounds around a tree. I almost got him but accidentally tripped on my dress; i thought i was gonna fall, it did not pass my mind that Jean would catch me.

His eyes were mesmerising in the sun. His hair was blowing so gently in the wind. "Let's dance." he laughed.

"Dance?"

"Yeah, you know, like, dancing right?" He verbalised sarcastically. "Don't you know how to?" he asked, i didn't know if he was serious or just cracking another joke.

"I don't..." I mumbled, looking at the grass. I could still feel his hands on my waist, not moving one inch.

"Alright. Learn from the master of it then, love." Jean smirked. His hands took my hands and placed one on his shoulder, one in his hand and his other hand went back on my waist. He began to lead the dance, moving so smoothly.

(similar to this)

We danced for quite a while now, no one was stopping. Jeans moves were quite better, way better than i expected.

My head was now rested on his shoulder and his head was rested on mine. We were just moving left and right now. My eyes wandered the place until they met the familiar icy blue ones.

Armin looked at us and as soon as he saw me looking at him, he ran off. I still danced even tho i was feeling bad for Armin, but that's how i felt every single day whenever he went to Annie and stayed hours. If he did that then why am i not allowed to have some fun with Jean? Or anyone else who's not a female.

My thoughts wondered off back to Jean as his voice whispered in my ear. "Are you okay, love?" He kept calling that damned nickname. Was he just toying with me?

"Why do you keep calling me love, Jean. Everyone knows you like Mikasa." I mumbled. I wasn't trying to get him to stop but i knew it was wrong because every time he said it, i felt guilty of liking it. And i knew there were no chances because he always loved Mikasa, so why isn't he calling her that but me?

"That's just what people assume, i never said it myself. Why? Do you want me to stop?" Jean shrugged. I couldn't help but feel sad. Why was i even feeling sad?

"Oh okay. Sorry..." i whispered. "You still didn't answer my question." Jean said, bringing my body slightly closer to his.

I was silent. I didn't want him to stop... why didn't i tho ? "N-no." fuck. Why did i stutter for? What happened to me. Jean didn't say anything but i felt his face move.

As the sun set, I realised i spent the entire day with Jean and maybe i should feel guilty. But i never did.

the link is a similarity to how Jean and Aurora spent their day and danced ugm))