sincerity. [ ask/dare ] ( hiatus )

20th Dare

@SugakookiesBTS Dared:

'Dare you to cut Armin's hair while he's sleeping in the style of your hairstyle (Undercut)'

Jean read off, eyebrows raising at the Dare.

"Well that doesn't seem too bad, I mean he does need a haircut because I swear he looks so much like Christa." He said, looking unconcerned that he was going to cut off his best friend's hair.

He just hoped he was a deep sleeper.

Really did hope.

"Now I just need to find where they keep those inter dimensional portals at to find those razors." He mumbled to himself, walking away.

-

The Dare:

It was dark, that was for sure.

All the lights were out not including the patrols of course.

And quiet, only the whispering of nature was heard as the Owls hooted in search of prey and the nocturnal wild life came to life.

The Moon shined brightly in the sky, looking down, gibbous. Wrapped in a silver sheen, so close to becoming so full but not enough.

Stars twinkling down, lights amongst the dark black sky, little dots of silver and white light sparkling.

Bright and quiet, a whole new dark world for those who walk in daylight.

Jean bit his tongue to keep down a curse as he accidentally stubbed his foot onto the door, creeping into Armin's room.

Glad and relieved that he didn't lock his door because that would complicate things.

And he isn't the best at lockpicking and would mostly like wake the blond up.

His golden eyes roamed around the room before focusing onto the sleeping figure on the bed, soft snores emitting from the male.

Eyes brightened at that as he took careful and long steps towards him, on his toes and cautious to not step on a creaking board.

He gave out a wince when he stepped on one, immediately freezing as he lifted his foot.

His ears strained to hear from the sleeping Armin, detecting no disturbance or signal of waking up, he let out a sigh of relief escape him.

His eyes blinked as he focused on getting closer and closer to the male until he hovered over his form.

Paranoia struck him as he turned his head back and fro, making sure that nobody was peeking on them.

And sighing in relief, spindly hands making their way to his pockets, slipping out a pair of scissors along with a razor.

He gave a dark chuckle as he grasped a large chunk of Armin's long blonde hair, a evil glint in his eyes as he snapped the scissors over them.

The light blond chunk of hair falling down to the floor, light and not making a sound.

-

A large shriek hollered through the sleepy and tired halls of the building.

Jean yawning as he sipped a cup of coffee, excited and amused, ready to see Armin's reaction to his haircut.

Several heads turning in the direction of where the shriek was, confused before turning back to their normal duties.

Used to people screaming and shrieking when they wake up, mostly from some surprise by Hanji or a prank.

They pitied the poor soul.

Armin soon burst through into the room, messily clothed in his uniform and a potato sack over his head, covered his head and new hairdo.

Jean couldn't help but snicker at him while Eren squawked, following after Armin's stomping form in worry with Mikasa close behind, showing the same concerned look on her face for her dear friend.

"Woah, Armin, what's with the sack? Hiding something there?" Connie asked as he made his way to their table.

Armin turned his head to glare at him but that was blocked by the sack on his head but you could feel the annoyance oozing from him.

"Armin!" Eren yelled, skidding to a stop behind him, worried along with Mikasa.

"Shut up Eren." Armin snapped, shocking the greened eyed male who backed away, sensing his irritation and rage.

"Now... tell me— who did this to me?" Armin sneered, ripping the sack off of his head and pointing towards his head, revealing a shocking surprise.

His hair— cut off and styled in a undercut which made the others sitting at the table gasp. That Jean couldn't help but gasp along with them to keep up appearance.

Armin glared harshly at them before hardening his glare at a snickering and guffawing duo, Sasha and Connie.

"H-holy shit! 'Min—o-oh god!" Sasha laughed, unable to contain her laughter along with Connie who pounded the table.

"Connie... Sasha..." He hissed towards the two, pinpointing them as the perpetrators who have done this to him. "Did you do this?"

They continued laughing until Connie tried to get a word in.

"N-no, b-but whoever did this— they're a genius!" He cried, making him groan.

Armin looked irritated at that answer as Sasha admitted the same thing as Connie, honest.

He surveying the table, eyes sharp and glaring while Jean tried to make himself as innocent as possible, giving out a small whistle.

"Now whoever did this to me, stand up now. If you don't, I will find you— and I'll make sure I'll give you hell." He threatened, serious even for a little thing as cutting his hair.

Making the occupants of the table shiver and gulp in unison.

'Oh shit, I fucked up.' Jean thought to himself, shivering and sweating nervously under Armin's glare. Almost sweating the same pace as Bertholdt next to him who was sweating bucketfuls of sweat.

A/N: Hi I'm back from my short road trip vacation thingy

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