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Mikasa had never once been to a pub or a club in all her twenty eight years of living. She hated the smell of alcohol, it always made her sick to her stomach long before he ever tried taking a sip on her eightieth birthday. 

She hated the taste, everyone always laughs over that comment but it was true. The smell made her feel sick and the taste .. it never seemed nice once it was on her tongue. She wished she could happily drink her troubles away or get drunk enough to go wild and let her brain shut off. 

But she disliked alcohol, hence she didn't drink it meaning she never got drunk.

She had no clue if she was a heavy drinker, a light weight or somewhere in the middle .. because she's never once gotten drunk. 

Her childhood friend, Eren, tried forcing her to drink during his own eightieth birthday but it never happened and so, he got wasted in his own parents living room by himself since their other childhood friend, Armin and yet to have his eighteen birthday and stuck to any and all rules/laws. 

But for poor Armin, on his eightieth birthday, Eren had dragged him along with their handful of friends to the pub for him to get hammered and enjoy the drunk life. Turned out, Armin was a light weight who became very unwell once he drank too much and needed mothering back to care. 

And of course, that was Mikasa job. To look after her idiotic friend and her genius friend whenever they got totally drunk. She'd get called to find them once they've escaped from the pub or cub and take them home. She'd care for them as much as she could and in return, they never once bothered her with the topic involving alcohol and herself drinking it. 

But right now, she stood inside an actual cub and completely clueless over what to do. She had gained a phone call from Jean phone, Eren was blabbering about Armin getting drunk one some shady shot the club was doing and he'd lost their blonde friend to a group of collage girls. 

See, Armin .. was always adopted by one group or another when out at night. If it was women, men, young or older .. they somehow adopted Armin like he was their baby they had to protect. Barely any tried taking him to bed for a bit of fun but some did try and Armin would always need saving from them. 

So, Mikasa rushed over straight away. Dressed in a pair of joggers and a star wars polo top. She was glad she was actually glad she still had her bra on because she really didn't want to walk around with her sagging tits in the muddle of a nightclub. Even she had standards .. most of the time. 

She found Connie and Sasha first, the two drunk and passed out in a booth with spilled alcohol drinks on the booths table. Everyone coats or bags left with them and making her glance around to find Jean or Marco who'd normally know who's tried kidnapping Armin this time. 

She found the two boyfriends awkwardly and clearly not pj dancing on the dance floor, she tried calling out from a safe distance .. not really wanting to get in the middle of that gross mess but the two were to distracted by the loud music and being horny. 

Signing in defeat, she squished over and gained their attention by pulling their arms of each other. Jean was ready to drunken fight while Marco was ready to cry over being separated by his boyfriend embrace. Once both of them noticed it was her, they cheered and congratulated her in breaking her club cherry. 

Mikasa, not really in the mood to deal with such a topic as well, simply questioned them over Armin and earning confused, puppy tilts response by the two. Apparently Armin wasn't even drunk, he was meant to be their lift home tonight .. earning him to keep to water. 

Mikasa, pinching her nose before wondering about and finally finding Eren. She stormed over, completely pissed as she's worked out what he did. 

She couldn't believe she fell for such an obvious trap, one she's been so carefully to miss for so many years already and she was going to kill him once he was having a hang over in the morning. 

If she had Thor powers, she'd place the hammer on top of Eren toilet to make him suffer during his hangover and when he decides to go for the sink .. she'd place it over his water pipes. She wasn't dealing with his bullshit anymore and he was going to understand that. 

"If you're going to murder him, at least do it outside. I've got to clean up the mess if by the bar" 

A low voice spoke out from her right, unamused and dry. 

She frozen mid shaking her friend before turning to the stranger, ready to bite his head off as well but simply raised an eyebrow over his unimpressed and annoyed stare. 

"Outside comes with a bigger risk of gaining a witness to the murder, everyone is mostly sober outside as they wait to come inside. If I kill him inside, everyone too drunk or drowned in each other mouths to notice me kill him" She argued back in her defence, not caring over her friend startled cry over knowing he was dead meat if left alone with her. 

"And If I have to clean up after you, I'll be the witness to your murder" He scoffed back, leaning against the top of his bar and lifting a challenging eyebrow. 

"Can I drown him down a toilet?" She asked a little hopeful, happy to down her friend in toilet water as long as it keeps witness's from seeing the crime. 

"Do it in the men's, my co-worker cleans those ones since they're so down filthy. I only have to worry over keeping the women's spotless enough that people can eat from the floor itself .. and as they lick up their own vomit, I'd say I do a pretty good job" He answered with a light shrug, straightening up and crossing his arms over his chest. 

"Gross" She groaned back with a disgusted look on her face. 

"Tell me about it. Every damn drunk in this place is disgusting" He replied with a repulsed expression, glancing to where two costumers were almost doing the deed right against the wall by the bar. 

"Well, if you'll kindly excuse me. I have a friend to murder before returning home" She replied, a slight smirk on her lips as she rather enjoyed the small conversation with the bartender. But, feeling eren try to slip out of her shirt to escape her .. reminded her over a small problem she had to deal with first. 

"B-But A-Armin really did kidnapped!" Eren whined back in his defence, trying his best to not suffocate as she gripped tighter at his collar, almost strangling him. 

"Eren, if you mention that he got "kidnapped" last time to get yourself out of my wrath, don't even try it. I was happy at home, by myself and enjoying wearing lazy clothing since I wasn't going to see anyone. I could be braless right now .. but your stupid call stopped that from happening" She growled back, leaning her face rather close to his own as her murderous glare shot through him like a hundred mullets at once and earning him to break out into a cold sweat. 

"I mean, you can still go braless tonight" The bartender mindlessly mumbled out as he cleaned a glass. 

"DUDE!" Eren screamed out, his eyes wide and filled with disbelief as he thought the guy was trying to hit on his childhood friend. 

"I'm certain that all these people drooling over you would be honoured to take you home and strip you down among doing many other things with you afterwards" The bartender simply explained as he lightly nodded his head a to a few that had their stares glued to her and were actually drooling over her. 

"I'd prefer to stay home alone" She simply replied with an unimpressed glance to the group. 

"Ah but such a lovely thought is a mere dream for me who is trapped here until 3am" The bartender playfully replied, the corner of his lips curved up. 

"Then why work here?" She asked, a little curious over a man like him found himself working such a job. She thought bartenders had to be friendly and jolly. 

"Bills" He simply answered. 

"My apologies" She quickly muttered back, an understanding look in her eyes. 

"Meh, gives me a chance to judge all these drunks and point out who'd be waking up with regrets in the morning" He joked back, turning his back to her as he placed one glass away. 

"Any fun?" She asked, assuming it'd be rather amusing at times. 

"Makes time fly past quicker" He admitted without any shame. 

"Mikasa" She smiled, offering him a small greeting nod. 

"Levi" He introduced himself in reply, a small but true smile on his lips. 

"Nice to meet you, Levi" She happily admitted, holding eren in a chokehold now. 

"It's been a pleasure to help with your attempted murder, Mikasa" He admitted himself, his smile growing as he watched her choke her friend without any care. 

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A/N: Okay, I've always had this small idea over what'd Armin be like in pubs or clubs. I mean, I think he'd try to drink carefully and slowly even while being a lightweight. He won't drink until he's sick, he'd be sensible unless Eren gets in the way of it. 

But I like the idea that Armin would be chick/guy bait .. but not in the way his friends would hope for. 

Women and Men would simply adore Armin and adopt him as their baby that they have to protect no matter what. Even if their own drunken state, they'd coo and try spoiling over Armin. Hence, he'd often be kidnapped by other groups that spotted Armin and decided to keep him. 

It's that .. or people would lush over Armin because he seems so innocent and easy prey. 

Either way, Mikasa would be on mother duty and have to protect Armin from so many people that he'd just cling to her at one point so no one can drag him away. 

And Mikasa wouldn't even have to speak to those who kidnap him or try taking him home.

She'd simply arrive, stand with her arms cross sternly over her stomach and send a murderous glare to them. She'd raise a warning eyebrow if they try being smart or cheeky and end up with Armin being freed and returned to her.