Him | Armin x Reader

Chapter 4

2 weeks later

You and Eren usually spoke every day or so after school. You didn't want to hurt his feelings, since he seemed to enjoy it. And in all honesty... You didn't want him to tell Armin.

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The Next Day At School

"Hey [f/n]!" Armin called from his locker. "Hey!'' You called as you entered the building. "Hey... Ummm... Do you have any plans after school?" He asked and Jean, who was at his locker a few feet away, let out a "WHOOP!". You blushed and smiled. "No. I'm not." You answered. "W-Well this new restaurant just opened a-and I was wondering if you wanted to go with me...?" He asked nervously.

"S-So basically.." he continued. "Will you, [f/n], go out on a d-date with me?!" He asked, a bit loudly. "Yes." You answered simply, trying not to make a fool of yourself. Armin smiled big and laughed adorably. "Great!" He exclaimed. "Is tomorrow at 6:00 okay?" He asked. You nod heavily and he smiles, resisting the urge to hug you.

You smile wide and walk to class. Your mind was clouded with happiness throughout the whole day.

"Hey"

You turn to see who spoke to you. "Oh, hey Eren." You greet him. "How are you?" He asked, obviously seeing that you were beyond happy. "Exceptionally Ecstatic." You replied with a laugh.

He smiled warmly at you. His eyes were saying thousands if words that I couldn't read or hear. "W-What?" You ask uncomfortably.

"Nothing. It's just... so nice to see you this happy." He said compassionately and walked off. You blush and walk away. What was that all about?! You exclaim to yourself.

You shake it off and say it's just the concern of a friend.

Maybe.

~timmmmmeeee skipppp~

You arrive at home. "I'm home!" You call. Your greeted by your father's voice calling you into the kitchen. "How was your day, sweetie?" He asked. "Amazing!" You sigh wistfully and walk upstairs to do homework.

A while later you hear your mother's voice "I'm hoooooome!!" She sing-songs. You bounce downstairs and greet her with a hug. Her eyes widen with concern. She places her hand on your forehead. "Are you alright?" "Are you sick?" "Dying?" She asked a million questions. You lightly slap her hand off.

"I'm fine~!" You say. Your mother calls your father over and they stand in front of you. "Mom, dad. I have a date tonight!" You squeal. Your mother's eyes light up with happiness. "Really?!" "Well let me help you!" "When's he coming?" "Oh, how do I look? Am I a mess?" She rambles on.

"Mom, calm down. You look fine. He's coming at 6:00. I will need your help picking an outfit." I said. She smiled widely and patted my head. We both turned to look at dad. He was just standing. There, his eyebrows slightly furrowed. "Dad, is it alright?" You ask. He nods. "As long as I meet him. And his parents." He says. "Deal." You agree.

You walk up to your room with your mother. She walks into her room. She walks out with multiple choices.

In the end you wear leather pants, a white shirt with sparkles at the neck, and black heels. Your mother gives you makeup, mascara, eyeliner, light pink lip gloss, silvery eyeshadow, and light blush. She curled your hair with the curling iron and you admired yourself in the mirror.

"Thanks mom!" You exclaim. "It's my job." She said and nodded. It was 5:49. Eleven more minutes. You thought. As if he was gonna arrive at exactly 6:00.