EREN: Armin and Marco showed up to my house at about 4:30 in the afternoon on Thanksgiving for dinner.
Mikasa was cooking most of the Thanksgiving meal while Mom rested in the living room watching football with Dad.
"Hey guys, glad you could make it," I smiled.
"Thanks for having us over, Eren. Here, this is for your mom; we baked them yesterday." Marco handed me a box filled with cookies. "Consider them a hostess gift."
"Thanks guys, she'll love them. Come on in."
"Eren, who are they?" Dad asked, not taking his eyes off the TV.
"These are my friends from college, Armin Arlert and Marco Bodt." I introduced.
"Nice to meet you, sir." Armin said, and Marco repeated.
"Come over here and give me a handshake like real men do." Dad said. "I'm surprised you managed to even make friends, Eren. What without Mikasa, you'd have been alone all of high school."
"Yeah, that's for sure," I said through clenched teeth.
"Anyway, better hope they don't eat everything; your mother needs this stuff for her strength." Dad added.
"Mom, this is Armin and this is Marco," I introduced again.
"It's nice to meet you boys," Mom smiled weakly.
"It's our pleasure," Armin replied.
Mikasa appeared from the kitchen to inspect my friends. She seemed to gravitate more toward Armin, as if sensing our special relationship.
"Come help me in the kitchen, one of you." She said.
"Armin, Marco, this is my ex-girlfriend Mikasa." I said.
"Nice to--" Armin began, but she grabbed Marco and dragged him into the kitchen.
"Since you're not dating Mikasa anymore, you'd better find yourself a new girlfriend to keep you together." Dad said. He opened another beer and sipped it generously.
"I-I don't really see why I--" I began, but Dad peered at me through his round glasses.
"Eren, you were nothing without Mikasa; do your dying mother a favor and get your life together." Dad interrupted.
"I...yes, sir." I agreed. "Come on Armin, let's go outside."
"Your dad is pretty harsh," Armin pointed out.
"I'm used to it," I shrugged.
"Still, you're 18 and you can make decisions yourself." He said.
I shrugged again, not answering verbally.
"A-are you really going to find yourself a girlfriend?"
I raised an eyebrow at him. "Why does it matter to you?"
I feel like I had said it a little harsher than I had meant.
"I-I-I don't know..." He admitted. "Just wondering, since you'd probably want to spend more time with her than going to cons with me."
"Armin, I basically signed a deal to go to these cons with you; I wouldn't ditch you so easily." I told him.
"Are you sure? It's not like you physically signed a contract or anything, you could end it whenever you want." Armin insisted.
"Why would I wanna do that? I like going to conventions with you, even if we've only been to one so far."
His eyes seemed to light up the same way they did when he saw that figurine.
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Cosplay Husband
FanfictionARMIN: This wanted poster had to be the stupidest idea ever. Now that Armin Arlert is in college, he left his high school friends behind. He doesn't know anyone at his new college and has a difficult time making friends. Before they went their separ...