the fake boyfriend experience [eremin | shingeki no kyojin]

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Chapter 2

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"You want me to do what!" Armin shouts, his eyes widening as he takes in what Eren has just announced.

"Shush!" Eren says placing a hand over Armin's mouth. "I need you to pretend to be my boyfriend so I can make Levi jealous." Eren whispers, releasing Armin as he itches the back of his neck.

"No, no absolutely not." Armin shakes his head twisting a piece of his blonde hair around his finger.

"Please Armin," Eren pouts "this would mean so much to me. I really like Levi and if you can help me I'll do anything for you."

"Alright fine. But you owe me big time." Armin sighs as he turns on his heel to try to leave

"Thank you!" Eren shouts as he watches the blond shake his head and disappear around the corner.

Armin reaches his house in under ten minutes and lets himself in and removes his shoes before entering into the living room.

"Hey Grandpa." Armin mutters before flopping onto the couch with an exaggerated sigh.

"What's wrong Armin?" His grandpa asks placing a hand on his head, "Are you sick or something?"

"No it's nothing just Eren, he wants me to do something big for him but it's probably gonna fail." Armin brings his knees up to his stomach as he cradles them.

"I'm sorry son but without knowing the reason there's nothing I can do unfortunately." His grandpa sighed, "Oh by the way, do you know where Krista is?"

"No she left with a few of her friends after school so I assume she'll be home later on." Armin babbles not really caring about where or who his sister was with.

"I'll go and get dinner ready then since it will probably be only you and me eating tonight. How about you go and get dressed and I'll shout you when it's done?"

Armin nods and proceeds to jog up the stairs as he runs into his room.

Wriggling out out of his sweater and jeans, he slips on some clean sweatpants and just a random t-shirt.

Pulling out his contacts and replacing them with his glasses, Armin decides to finish some homework that was due the next day.

As he got through the first worksheet his phone dings displaying a message on the brightly lit screens.

"Ugh." Armin groans as he sees its off Ymir.

Ymir may not seem like the nicest person in the world but she was one of Armin's best friends the least he could do was read her message.

He picks up his phone and opens up his messages and clicks on her contact.

ymir♡: ARMIN ARLERT