|A|N| My mom is so judgy and won't let me judge her. It's annoying. We've been out shopping for her for 6hours now. She doesn't give a shit about how bad my tailbone and back feels at all. She just sticks her head in the sand and pretends that everything above is okay. When I told her that she got mad and said she wouldn't buy me shorts and that I was grounded. I said that it's unfair that I'm not aloud to speak freely. If she doesn't like what I say then she punishes me. This sucks. But the good news is that everyone at the mall loved my black butler tights.

|Story Starts|

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

"I don't know!?"

He yelled; cried.

"I'm gonna call my friend."

"How's that gonna help!?"

"She's a doctor."

You picked up your phone and dialed the number under emergency. I'm not wasting time on typing in my long ass password. You held the phone up to your ear and listened to it ring. Just about when you thought there was no chance of her answering, she picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

"F/N it's Y/N."

F/N was your old friend from up the street. She was way older than you and used to be your babysitter. She was a close friend of the family. She knew about your time jumping and swore secrecy.

"I know, I have caller ID dumbass. Long time no talk what up-"

"I have a friend here who needs help. Can you come?"

"What kind of condition are they in?"

"He's really uncomfortable... like in the lower region- just come. I'll pick you up. Where are you?"

"My office."

"Okay, I'll be there in literally a second."

"Alright, see you then."

"Bye."

"Bye."

You hung up and threw your phone beside Armin, on the couch.

"Stay here. I'm getting my friend."

Armin nodded, still bawling. You bent over and drew a quick portal, then jumping through, ending up in your friends office. She turned around and jumped.

"Jeez, you scared the shit out of me."

She exclaimed.

"Yeah, yeah just come."

You drew another portal and grabbed her hand, then pulling yourself and her through it. Once you reached the end of the portal you walked into your house and sat down beside Armin. Your friend kneeled down in front of him.

"So, what's wrong?"

She asked him. He didn't respond and just kept crying uncontrollably. She looked up at you and you waved, gesturing that both of you should go in the kitchen. You and her got up and walked there.

"I don't get what's going on, you were very vague on the phone."

She said.

"To sum it up, his crotch is on fire with horniness."

"Seriously? Just tell him to jack off."

"No but it's not a normal hormonal thing. Apparently he feels like this all the time, multiple times a day. He said todays the worst of all of them. You can't even touch him. He says it makes everything feel worse."

"Are you sure he's not just pent up inside?"

"I'm one-hundred percent sure. I've seen him pent up and he's not like this."

"Hm... can I ask him some questions?"

"I don't think he'll answer you. He's not really a 'people person'. Even in bad situations he won't ask strangers for help."

"Well I can't help then! What do you suggest I do?!"

"Tell me what you'd say and I'll ask him."

F/N sighed loudly.

"Alright. But it'd be easier if he'd just straight up answer me."

F/N grabbed a scrap piece of paper from her pocket and scribbled out some questions on it.

"Can I be in the same room?"

"I don't know? Depends on how sheltered he's being right now."

Both of you looked back over at the living room. Armin still lay crying on the couch. You walked back over to him and crouched down beside the couch, now at his face level.

"Armin I'm gonna ask you some questions okay? You got to answer truthfully, don't make things sound better than they are because then we won't be able to help you."

"Mmhmm."

He mumbled, nodding his head.

"Could she maybe ask you them instead?"

"Nnmm"

He shook his head. Not surprising. I knew he'd be like this. Whatever. You looked down at the paper.

"What's the pain on a scale of one to ten?"

You started.

"Ten."

He cried.

"What's the pain like on the outside?"

"It... it feels itchy and..."

He sniffled.

"Really tingly and... like someones pinching my skin really hard."

"Okay..."

Your friend hummed, scratching the answers down on her arm with a pen.

"Continue."

She said, not looking up. You looked back at the paper.

"Uh what about inside, hows the pain like."

"Y/N please don't make me talk about that."

Armin whimpered.

"You need too if you want help."

"W-well, it feels all tingly and full inside. It feels like I wanna.... h....u....m....p.... everything..."

"Mmm."

F/N mumbled.

"Describe the feeling when someone touches you anywhere when you feel this way."

"Everything feels a lot more heightened and a-arousing-"

"Armin how long has this gone on for?"

Your friend butted in.

"U-um I think ever since I was six or seven.... I know, it's terrible. I'm terrible."

"You're not terrible. Now how long do these waves or moments of arousal last for?"

"It changes... sometimes it can be a whole day and night... but u-usually it only lasts for a couple hours a day."

"Hm. I think I know what you have."

"Well what is it!?"

You yelled.

"I think it's called PGAD which is Persistent Genital Arousal Disorder."

"What the hell is that?"

"Probably what he has. It's kind of weird because it's mostly found in women."

"Yeah but what is it? You haven't answered that yet!"

"It's exactly what he explained. I can take him back to my building to ask another doctor. I can't really diagnose him with anything here. He'd have to get tested for it."

"How?"

"I don't know the whole diagnosis process for this because it's so uncommon."

"Armin will you go with her to see another doctor?"

"N-not unless you come- ah!"

He yelped, gripping his crotch even harder.

"He's hurting, can you just help him!?"

You yelled.

"I can't get anything. Everything's at my office. I just recommend ice for now. Y/N could you bring us to my office?"

"Yes."

You handed Armin the icepack that was once thrown on the table, then drew a portal.

"Alright Armin I need you to try to get up okay?"

F/N instructed. Armin whined as he sat up. He gritted his teeth, clenched his shaking hands, curled his toes and pierced his eyes shut. You sat down beside him.

"You can put an arm over my shoulder. I'll help you."

Armin did as you suggested, and you helped him up onto his weak feet. He hardly refrained from squealing in pain.

"It's okay, take your time. Only move when you think you're okay to move."

"Mm."

Armin nodded, giving the go ahead. Your friend grabbed your hand and all three of you slowly walked through the portal.

|To Be Continued|