Armin and Eren have been close for a good nine solid years. There was no doubt that all secrets were let loose when the two were in the same vicinity as the other. They trusted each other with their lives.
So when Armin woke up in Erwin Smith's bed at midnight, his first response was to get home and freak out on Eren. Sadly, when he called Eren did not answer. His phone was off. That left Armin a complete hypervinallating mess. He needed to calm down and think rationally. The situation probably wasn't even a big deal! Right! Armin even went so far as to use the whole 'I'm not the only one my age who has done that before!'
It still did not justify how wrong it was. The boy was fifteen! Good gracious!
"Yo, Armin! What's wrong?!" Eren burst into the blonde's room, using the house key he recieved years ago to enter the Arlerts' home. Eren assumed Armin's grandfather already left for the docks to start his shift.
Armin looked up from his trigonometry homework and stood up nervously. Eren closed the door behind him and waited in anxiousness. What was wrong? Why was he turning red? Did something happened at the party after he left? Armin had sighed and closed the textbook while biting his bottom lip.
Oh no.
The lip biting. No. Something was killing Armin!
"Well?!" Eren demanded, shifting his jacket off and sitting on the floor next to Armin's bony knees.
Armin's blush grew in shade as he began his tale, "Last night was amazing! I was hanging out with Erwin and we were just talking about life and school and the future. He was so sweet and amazing and I was all geeky and akward-!" Armin paused to calm down his speech. His head was now down in his hands, shaking back and forth in what seemed was denial.
"So, later on I decided to help him out with the cleaning after the party was over- it was the least I could do for him since he invited a freshman like me." Another pause.
Eren looked up from his place on the floor, urging his best friend to continue with a nudge of his elbow. "So what? You got a boner off of him or something? Were you drooling at him that bad?" Eren snickered slightly, scratching the back of his head casually. He was glad that his friend was not really in trouble.
Armin stayed quiet.
Eren's eyes widened in shock. Innocent little Armin got turned on?! "Oh. My. God!"
"No.. wait! It's the other way around."
Now Eren's eyebrows were practically off his forehead. His brilliant eyes dialated at his best friend's tale. "You mean Erwin got the boner?!"
Armin became even more flustered at his friend's surprised shout. He shook his head and stuttered out, "Eren w-would you just, ugghh! Shut up!" The blonde was turning a dazzling shade of crimson. His bright cerulean blue hues looked down in shame in embarrassment. He sighed and confessed. "Yes, he did. One thing led to another and I... I ended up..." Gulp. "Giving Erwin a-a-a-a-a-a b-b-blow j-j-job! There! I said it!"
Blink.
Blink. Blink.
Blink.
"WHAT?!" Eren screeched, standing up in a fury. He stomped towards the door, grabbing his jacket on the way. His anger burned through his blood, a fiery scarlet that bubbled and steamed hotter with every step he took.
Armin chased after the boy, blocking the living room door. "Where are you going?!"
"Where do you think? To kick that son of a bitch's ass! How dare he force my brother to jack himself off? No way! I'm not going for it!" As Eren continued to curse the senior into damnation, Armin tried his best to soothe the boy's over-protective ways. He knew saying things like 'it was my choice' would make things worse, so he chose to comfort Eren instead.
