Sixty Degrees (BoyxBoy)

Displacement?

"What the hell happened to you?" Armin's voice rattles through his skull.

Eren peeks one eye out of the mound of blankets he had piled on top of himself last night. Somehow he hadn't even managed to make it to his bed, and ended up collapsing on his floor, pulling his blankets down on top of him. And that's exactly how his blonde friend finds him the next morning, pathetically curled up next to his bed.

"It's too early, Armin. Go away," He mumbles, pulling the blanket back over his head.

Armin pulls the blankets away, finding Eren still dressed in his clothes from the previous night all crinkled and twisted around his body. "I don't care how early it is, where the hell did you go last night?"

The concern in Armin's voice surprises him, he did not expect that Armin would care that he had left the club, the last time he saw him he was dancing with a guy Eren didn't know. He'd assumed that he would either go home with the guy or just head back to the dorm; he did not think that his friend would be concerned about his welfare. Even so Eren remains quite, not wanting to go into the sequence of events that he was at the centre of last night that unfortunately led to him sleeping on his floor.

"I looked for you everywhere, but you left. Why didn't you tell me?" The concern in his voice only grows as he continues. "I wanted to ask how the plan went and that's when I ran into Erwin, who told me that you had run out of the club."

He sits up quickly at the mention of the tall blonde's name, "You talked to Erwin?"

Armin is taken aback by the direction of the conversation, "What? Yeah, like I said I ran into him."

"What did he tell you?" Eren's voice comes out hurried and anxious.

"Tell me? He told me you'd run off."

Eren sits up straighter so he can easily look at his friend's face, "Did he say why?"

Armin raises an eyebrow as he looks over Eren's face. "He said you went after Levi."

Eren's impatience grows as he rises to his knees. He either knows what happened, and is trying to remain coy or he knows nothing, at this point Eren doesn't care which he just needs to know. "Armin for god's sake, did he tell you we made out or not?"

Armin's eyes grow wide at Eren's words. "You what!?"

Eren blinks, "What?"

"You made out with Erwin?"

He leans back, away from Armin. "He didn't tell you?"

"No he didn't tell me! He just said you had run after Levi and not come back. I went out the front of the club to look for you but you weren't there, so I just came back here."

"Oh."

Armin runs a hand over his face, attempting to make sense of what Eren's words. "Why the hell did you make out with Erwin?"

He'd been expecting the question of course, Erwin was never part of the plan and yet be had become the main part. He feels the need to tell Armin, to tell someone exactly what happened last night, he needs someone to understand him, but as he looks at his blonde friend, at the innocent look in his blue eyes, he once again feels his anger from the previous night rising in him.

"You," He says the word low and accusing, causing Armin to give him a questioning look. "You're the reason."

"What?"

"It was because of you. You handing me drink after drink, getting me so smashed that I had no idea what was happening until it was too late, until Levi -," He cuts himself off, knowing full well that he realised exactly what was happening and didn't do a thing to stop it.