Missing Keys

Chapter 16

Eren sat on his bed, resting against the wall. Armin was out side having a cigarette, stress was getting to him. All Eren knew was that Armin had been over working himself on his novel. Working hard day and night. For a while Armin had been working at Eren's since the brunet didn't like the idea of Armin being alone in his small apartment. Since Mikasa was away it was just the two of them.

Eren's head perked up as he watched Armin enter his roomed and made way toward him. The blond flopped down onto him on the bed and letted out a loud groan. "You should take a break." Eren said as he ran a hand through locks of blond hair. Armin shook his head. "'S not that..." He said into Eren's leg. "Then what is it?" Eren asked and Armin lifted his head in order to get a good look at him. "Well it's apart of that I guess... I've been thinking about the whole bad luck thing a lot. It's been annoying me." He mumbled.

Eren blinked at him in surprise. "You mean the whole journal shenanigans?" He asked "You really don't think that's real do you?" He added. Armin stayed silent for a moment. "Armin." Eren sighed and brought him up to his chest.

"I know it's stupid but it just... Argh!"

"Is there anything I can do to help you not be so stressed out over this?"

"Distract me." Armin said softly. His mouth curled into a smile. Eren watched him carefully. His eyes lidded and his lips parted. He wrapped his arms around Eren's neck and adjusted himself so that he straddled him. Eren's face flushed as Armin rested his head in the crook of his neck.

He gasped as he felt Armin kiss his neck. His muscles tensed up as he felt Armin thrust himself higher onto him. Armin pulled back his head and cupped Eren's cheeks. The blond looked at him in awe, "Woah." He breathed and placed a kiss on the edge of Eren's mouth. "What is it?" Eren asked and quirked an eyebrow. "Oh! I guess it's just that I haven't looked at you like this in such a long time... Um, you looked really nice. Yeah." He replied. Eren leaned forward and gave the blond a proper kiss, "You look a lot nicer than I do."

Eren's hand traveled up Armin's back and gave him another kiss. More of a rougher kiss than the last. Armin's bottom lip caught between Eren's lips as he slowly pushed themselves down onto the bed with the blond on top. The blond gasped as he fell onto him and little laugh came from him afterwards. Eren couldn't help but to smile against his lips. His cold fingertips fiddled with the ends of Armin's blue shirt.

Sparks seemed to be flying everywhere. Reality seemed to be so far away. After eight years Eren had him back in his grasp.

They were on the verge of something unbelievable until Armin pulled away. Eren letted out a whimper as Armin lowered himself away from his face. Armin pulled down both Eren's pants and boxers. At first it was jut kisses being placed onto his bare hips.

Oh look at that. Armin has Eren in his mouth.

He let out a moan and threw his head back. Hands tangled up in blond hair and the feeling of nails digging into his skin.

"A-Armin." He whimpered out. Pleasure shot through him like an arrow. "W-wait wait stop." He moaned. Armin stopped and looked back up at Eren. His brow crinkled. "I'm sorry did I do something wrong?" He asked, his voice tight. Eren shook his head. "I want t-to try something." He panted. Armin tilted his head to the side and before he knew it Eren pounced onto him. Pulling off is shirt and pants. Their lips attached like glue. Every frantic movement had purpose. A tug for keeping him close. Hands ran up and down the smaller ones back to make sure he's there. And a kisses for tomorrow.

His mind fogged over, he didn't remember much after that.

He woke up to find his legs intertwined with Someone else's. His vision focused into Armin who was nuzzles into him. Their bare skin touching and sweat-damp hair tangled together.

Even though It's been a few weeks since they've actually gotten together again, Eren still fears that Armin will slip away again. Eren tilted his head to see out the window. The sun was starting to set and he started to wonder how long he'd been sleeping for.

"Eren," he heard Armin mumble. He tilted his head back to Armin to see blue eyes peering back at him. "I'm not wearing my cute clothes anymore." He said. Eren letted out a quiet laugh and shook his head, "No you're not."

"If they're dirty you're gonna have to wash them."

"I know, speaking of washing... I'm sweaty and feel disgusting."

"Hello sweaty."

Eren letted out a heavy sigh and Armin burst into a fit of laughter. "No more dad jokes!" Eren said while sitting up. Armin sat up with him and wrapped his arms around his neck, "okay daddy."  He said with a smirk.

"Eren you look as red as a tomato!"

"Argh, I'm gonna take a shower"  he announced, standing up and away from Armin's grasp. The blond frowned, "Okay Sweaty, only if I can come too. I too, am sweaty."

Warm water ran down their skin. Armin hummed a familiar song while he scrubbed out the shampoo out of his hair. Eren hummed along with him as he reached a arm around the blond to turn the knob on the shower and the water started to get warmer. He drew his arm back and stepped away from Armin, giving him space to turn to face him. Armin gave him a soft smile and he untangled his hands from his clean hair.

"Armin,"

"Yeah?"

"Do you want to talk about the journal thing?" Eren asked quietly. Armin's hands fell to his sides and his smile fell, "You want to talk about something stupid?"

"It's not stupid."

Armin gave him that look. You know, the oh-please-we-both-know-it's-stupid look.

"Okay it's a little stupid but maybe if we talk about it... I don't know."

"Like talk about it right now?"

"Sure, why not? The water is still running hot."

Armin letted out a sigh and turned around to adjust the shower. The shower head turned off and the spout for the tub started to pour out water. He placed the plug into the drain then sat down. Not long after the tub was full of water and the Armin turned off the water.

They sat down in the warm water. Armin letted out a sigh, "So about the stupid thing."

"The stupid thing."

"Yeah, About that... I feel like because of it... Well that it caused the whole coma thing. I mean, it made a lot of sense to me. I found love then something tragic happened."

"What about love?"

"Eren, you know."

Eren smiled and Armin pulled his knees up to his chest. Armin's gaze was at his feet, his breathing not so steady. "I'm just kinda scared that it will happen again."

"Then get rid of the journals."

Armin's head perked up and his eyes met with Eren's emeralds. "What?" He questioned.

"Let's get rid of the journals." Eren repeated himself. The determine in his eyes told Armin that he wasn't joking.

"How would we get rid of them?"

"We can throw them over the bridge and into the river!"

Armin frowned, "Or we could just throw them in---"

"River."

Armin sighed. It's hopeless putting up an argument, he thought. "It's not like we're gonna throw out too many out there. How many journals do you have with you anyway? Three? Five? Seven?" He asked and Armin shrunk away, "I have 34." He confessed.

"Including the one I'm writing in these days."

"River, it's settled. Tomorrow we'll throw the journals into the river."