That night, Eren and Armin walked back to Eren's house, fingers intertwined. The two boys stood in Eren's driveway, the light post dimly reflecting in their eyes. Armin's cheeks were dusted a light pink and Eren grinned.
"Goodnight Armin." Eren murmured and brushed away Armin's golden bangs, kissing his forehead.
"Goodnight Eren, I love you." Armin pressed his lips onto Eren's gently.
Armin and Eren gazed into eachother's eyes for a minute, hands clasped, before parting ways.
Eren unlocked and entered the house quietly, just in case Mikasa had gone to sleep. As soon as Eren tiptoed up the stairs, there was Mikasa, smiling at him. Her dark eyes shone with wonder.
"You did it! You finally told him!" She said quietly in awe. She threw her arms around Eren in a bone crushing hug.
"I'm so proud of you Eren! I knew you could do it!!" She squealed.
Eren tried to break free from Mikasa's grip but to no avail. "Mikasa, you're hurting me. Ow! Ow! Mikasa!" He finally managed to push her away. Mikasa brought her hand up to her mouth and laughed.
"I guess I got a little excited!"
Eren raised his brow. "A little?"
Mikasa smiled sheepishly. "Ehehehe! Sorry!"
After that Eren was forced to listen to Mikasa give him relationship advice for an hour. After forever, Eren yawned and got up to leave.
"I'm going to bed. G'night." He muttered.
As Eren closed the door Mikasa whispered, "I ship it, Eremin OTP!"
That night Eren's dreams were a jumble of pleasant thoughts and Armin.
Back at Armin's house Armin took out a sketchbook and doodled a picture of him and Eren, a red thread attached to both of their pinky fingers. Then he drifted into a deep sleep, dreaming only of Eren.
