|A|N| Thought I might put a recent picture of me there so yeah... Yay I'm so excited. I'm on my end of summer Dad and Daughter vacation with my duh- dad, in Montreal. I had some awesome crepes for breakfast. Went to a French café for lunch and had some salad. Went through the China Town- more like everything Asian tbh. Omg there's a huge anime store there so I'll go tomorrow. There was also a K-Pop store. HEAVEN. Today's a good day.

|Story Starts|

"Im feeling really, really.... pent up."

"How bad on a scale of one to ten?"

"Oh I don't know... maybe a current six? It seems to be getting worse. Sorry for waking you up for this. It's stupid."

"No, no, it's not. I'd rather you wake me up than have to stay alone in pain."

"Yeah but..."

"What can I do for you?"

"J-Just what you usually do..."

"Like earlier?"

"Yeah..."

"Alright."

You got up out of bed and let Arming lay down.

"You stay here, I'll get your stuff."

Rummaging through your bag you found his pills. The water bottle needed to be filled.

"I'm gonna go fill up the water. Stay there and relax. You'll be okay."

"Sure... thanks."

You got up and left to go get water. Armin lay back and started to think about what he had said.

|Armin's thoughts in italics|

Why did I have to tell here about how I feel? I'm a guy. I'm not supposed to be emotional. I mean what if Eren was listening? Gosh I bet he was. Now he thinks I'm even more of a wimp than I already was. Now he knows how boring I am. What if he cancels the rest of the trip because of me!? I can't believe I've already ruined the trip. Stupid! First 'that' and now this!? I am the worst. I'm bad luck. Gosh I hate myself so much.

"Dammit!"

Armin started to cry.

"I'm such a screw up!"

A groaning noise came from the other side of the room.

Crap, I forgot Eren was here.

"What's going on?"

Eren grumbled. Armin covered his mouth.

"Armin, are you awake?"

"Y-Yes..."

Armin replied in a 'cryish' tone; which had blown his cover. Eren knew something was wrong. He got up and wandered over to your bed.

"Why are you crying in Y/N's bed? Where's Y/N anyways- just what's going on!?"

Eren started to sound angry which made Armin even more upset. He gasped loudly and sobbed.

"Woah, woah, woah!? Calm down! What's wrong!?"

Armin cried even louder. Finally you got back.

"What the hell is going on!?"

You yelled.

"Eren what did you do!?"

"I didn't do anything, he just started crying!"

"Sure- Armin what happened?"

Eren hit your shoulder.

"Hey I deserve some answers! I'm his best friend!"

"What do you want to know?"

"What's going on with him!?"

"Nothing just let it go."

"What are you guys keeping from me!? I don't want to be in the dark anymore! This isn't fair!"

"Fair!?-"

You pulled Eren out of the cabin by his shirt and pinned him to the wall.

"Are you sure you're ready for the truth?"

"Y-Yes!"

"Well here it is dipshit. Our buddy Armin has a disorder where he feels real damn horny all of the time whether he likes it or not."

"What the fuck are you talking about!? Y/N stop lying to me!"

"I'm not lying! Go ask him your fucking self! And all of this damn time you've got mad at him for feeling awkward or getting random erections when you really didn't know what the hell was going on! What a friend you are. If you had really checked up on him every so often like a good friend would, you'd have known this sooner."

Eren got quiet.

"I need a break."

You exhaled and walked down the porch. A nice nature walk night help.

Eren didn't move. He was still trying to fathom what you had just said. Could it really be true that his friend had always had some disorder that he never knew about? Well, it would explain why he wore big baggy pants a lot of the time... or wouldn't go swimming... or change with anyone around. It all made sense. But it didn't at the same time. He had to find out himself.

"Armin."

He whispered to himself as he ran inside the cabin, kneeling beside the bed that Armin lag curled up on.

"Is it true?"

"What!?"

Armin cried, not knowing the conversation you and Eren just had.

"That you have some disease thingy!?"

Armin coughed loudly.

"Eren I hurt!"

His pain had increased over the time of the conversation. He clawed at the bedsheets and yelled in agony.

"But just tell me-"

Eren knew that he should be there for his friend, not nag him. Explanations would come later. All he needed was to believe in what you said. And he did.

"What can I do to help?"

Armin kept crying.

"Shh, shh, shh. We gotta be quiet or people will complain. I need you to tell me what to do."

"Where's Y/N!?"

"She went for a walk. I don't think she'll be back for a while."

Armin's crying got ever-louder.

"No, no, no, Armin! I can help you! You don't need her! I'm here!"

Eren was surprised to hear himself say these words. He had never been so caring to anyone in his life before.

"Please just tell me what I can do."

"Get me the water and those bottles p-please."

Armin squeezed his thighs together and made some strange whining noises. Eren got up and gathered the items that Armin had mentioned.

"I need o-one of each pill."

"Got it."

Eren sorted out the dozens of pills and gave them to Armin.

"Th-Thank you Eren... I never knew you could actually be so kind."

"Y-Yeah."

Armin slowly swallowed down all of the pills with a bit of water, coughing after.

"Is... is there anything else I can do for you?"

Armin looked away and didn't say a word. Thank goodness the lantern wasn't very bright, or Eren would have seen the layer of red scattered across Armin's cheeks. Eren got up and turned around but Armin grabbed his wrist.

"Wait... Eren-"

He winced in pain.

"Yeah?"

"C-Could you sit with me?"

"Where?"

"In th-the bed?"

Eren's heart skipped a beat. He hadn't slept with the boy since they were seven years old. It was a weird thought... human touch.

"S-Sure... of coarse."

Armin moved over and Eren sat dow beside him.

"Thank you Eren."

He coughed, putting his head in Eren's lap.

"You're such a good friend, I promise I'll explain everything tomorrow."

Eren ran his fingers through Armin's hair.

|Erens thoughts in Italics|

I never thought his hair would be so soft... Wait why am I even doing this!? I'm not g-gay!? No! Of coarse I'm not. I've liked tits and vagina since forever. But then why is my heart fluttering like a bird in a cage? There's no way a have feelings for this loser- sorry Armin. Even if I was into guys if never choose him. He's too pretty. Yeah, too feminine. Oh shit, Im starting to have a crush on my childhood best friend, and the worst part is that he's a guy!

|To Be Continued|