Attack on Titan One-Shots

Cool Down

Rating: PG-13

Genre: They're havin a ball swimminnnnnggg

Pairing: Jearmin

World: Idk it could happen in their universe

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"Finally," Jean sighed, wiping sweat off of his brow. "A break,"

Armin, Connie, and Eren watched as Jean tied his horse to a nearby tree and slid off his maneuver gear, his shirt, jacket, boots, and finally pants and threw them onto a pile by the shore.

Connie laughed, jumping off and trying his horse, joining his friend, and Eren too, not wanting to be left alone with Armin. If they weren't relieved by taking off most of their clothes, they were when their hot skin touched the water.

"Jean!" Armin called, getting the brunet's attention, just as he was about mid-thigh into the water. Where his boxers ended. "Jean, you shouldn't go any further than that, your underwear..."

Connie and Eren were about to their knees, getting used to the water. Armin got off of his impatient horse, tied him to a low hanging branch within water's reach. When Armin looked back over to the boys, Jean had his underwear off, his ass-crack showing from the water.

Connie laughed as Armin turned his head, a bright blush from the sudden nudity on his cheeks. "Jean, that wasn't what I meant!" Armin scolded through clenched teeth.

Eren scowled, ignoring his friend's erratic blush, and Connie's humorous jabs at Armin. The emerald-eyed boy wasn't pleased at Jean's showoff-ish attitude, and decided to strip his boxers off too, throwing them by his pile of clothes just as Jean did.

Armin groaned, the flush coming back over his cheeks. Connie laughed and ventured further, then finally followed the suit of the other two, and was naked in seconds. The blonde shook his head, and kept his face towards his horse. But the heat was terrible, making Armin's hair stick to his head. He glanced over to the other three, who were completely wet, and looked cooled off.

Finally Armin gave, and walked to the edge of the lake, looking at the sandy bottom. He slid off his boots and socks, then rolled up his pants to his knees and waded out. His friends were further out, but not over their heads because none of them could swim very well.

The blond tried hard to not take off the rest of his clothes himself; it felt that good. But soon enough, all of the fabric was off except for his undershirt and underwear. He wasn't planning in exposing himself like the others had.

Then there was a big splash, making Armin whip his head up to see if his comrades were alright. He saw Jean pop his head above the water and Eren's triumphant glare. Armin chuckled and walked further out so he was as far as he could go without his underwear getting wet.

"Jeezes, Arlert," Connie huffed. "You have that much self control? This water's almost orgasmic,"

For the third time, Armin's cheeks flared up. His friends were /naked/ in front of him and talking about /that/? But Connie had a point. It felt really good, and who knows when he'll have this opportunity again. He pulled off his tank top, while murmuring. "Not so much anymore,"

He glanced down at his boxers, arms folded over his chest self consciously. The shorts would be pain to ride in of they were wet, but it was a sacrifice Armin was prepared to make. Turning so he was facing shore, he bent his head forward, dipping his hair in the water and trying to remove as much sweat as he could from it.

But then he felt a tug on his boxers, and went head first underwater. He shot up, and looked to see where he was, just as his boxers went flying to the shore. He turned around, eyes frantic and face red with fury and distress.

Eren and Jean were laughing, Connie shaking with giggles. "Who was it?" Armin said through clenched teeth.

"Doesn't matter, at least you're naked now." Eren shrugged, and his eyes widened at the realization of what he just said. "I didn't mean-"

Connie burst with laughter, Jean joining in as well, chucking at Eren's stupidity. "So you've-" Connie giggled. "You've got a thing for Armin?"

The bow scowled. "At least I don't get turned on by water!"

Jean turned to Armin as the other two argued, smiling apologetically. "Might as well get dressed now while they're preoccupied. I won't look."

Armin smiled graciously and then ran back up to shore, grabbing his slightly wet underwear and vaguely wondering who had been handling them only minutes before.

Jean glanced back as Armin slid the boxers on, Connie and Eren in a heated battle to see who could drown the other first. He chuckled softly. Armin hadn't a clue.