|A|N| Wassap turkeys.

|Story Starts|

When you got home you got a text from Armin.

Hey, I'm sorry for pulling that tantrum. It was really immature of me.

He text you.

No that wasn't your fault. It was mine for teasing you. That was mean. I feel terrible for making you upset... I'm sorry...

•••

It was true. You felt so bad for doing that to him. I don't even deserve another chance from him.

It's fine... friends?

Yeah, of coarse.

•••

Good. I'm glad. Is be devastated if I lost you. Wanna come over? I'm kind of bored... I wish I didn't leave...

Should I go over? He looked pretty entertained to me... but then again, he is my best friend. I said I wouldn't judge him for it so I should keep my word.

Sure, I was just getting kinda lonely too XD I'm going over there right?

•••

Yeah sure, unless you want me to come there.

No I'll come there. It's fine. I'll see you in 10?

Sure. See you then.

You shut off your phone and ran down the driveway. You were previously sitting on your porch, thinking. Thinking about everything. All those times he was busy. It couldn't have been just that. To take up that much time doing that... no. And his mom was home so he couldn't have. Ugh. I don't know. This is all so frustrating. I want to confront him about it but I'm scared that it'll screw everything up. I don't know. You ran up to Armin's door and knocked. He quickly ran up and opened it. He wore different clothes now. I know why...

"Attire change?"

You noted. I wonder if he'll tell the truth.

"Oh uh yeah... I was uncomfortable in what I was wearing before. It was a bit scratchy on my skin...."

He lied right through his very own teeth. It kind of hurts me that he wouldn't even make his statement partially true. He could of just said something like 'oh my shirt got dirty'. That would of made me a bit happier knowing that he sort of trusted me. Your heart dropped from your chest to the ground.

"Hm, yeah sure."

You muttered bitterly.

"What?"

"Nothing."

You walked in and he shut the door.

"You okay Y/N? Are you still mad about the fight?"

"I'm fine and no."

As you were about to remove your boots you were surprisingly embraced from behind.

"I can tell you're not fine. I'm sorry for upsetting you."

It's okay. Even though you don't know why I'm actually heartbroken, it's okay. You turned around and hugged him back, kissing his shoulder.

"It's okay. I'm fine Armin. You haven't upset me."

"I don't believe you, but okay."

You let go and held his hands.

"Come we can hang out in my room."

He said, guiding you to the second floor. You walked in his room. His bed was all messed up.

"Were you sleeping before?"

You asked, hoping he'd sort of tell the truth.

"U-uh... not exactly. I was just laying in bed."

Well that's a bit more satisfying than a no; a lie. You sat down on the bed and got underneath the covers.

"Tired? Did you just come here to sleep?"

Armin giggled half-jokingly. You lay down and closed your eyes.

"Sorry, I am a bit tired. I'll still talk to you?"

"No it's fine, sleep. I'll sleep too."

He un-drew the curtains and got in bed beside you. He ran his fingers through your hair.

"I hope you feel better when you get up."

"Thanks..."

Your consciousness faded away into the deep unknown. Armin stayed awake and admired your aspects.

|Time Skip - 12 am|

You woke up to a sudden shake.

"Y/N... hey... Y/N..."

"Ngh- yeah?"

"U-Um... sorry, never-mind."

"No, no, what is it?"

"I can't sleep?..."

"What time is it?"

Armin looked over at the glowing time on his clock.

"Twelve-thirty-seven A.M."

"I've been here that long?"

"Yeah, I guess you're sleeping over..."

"Okay... that it?"

You said in a groggy tone.

"U-Um yeah just go back to sleep..."

You sat up.

"No, what is it? Is there something wrong?"

"N-no.... I just have a lot on my mind and can't sleep... because of that."

"You wanna talk?"

"I-I don't know..."

You crawled over and flicked on the table light. The both of you squinted at the sudden change of lighting.

"Talk to me. What's wrong?"

"I-...I think you're mad at me... and u don't know why..."

God he knows me too well. He's worrying too much. I should at least tell him why.

"Well I was a bit earlier..."

"I knew it... why?"

"I was kind of upset that you lied to me."

"Lied to you? When? I don't remember ever lying?"

"Well I know this will sound stupid but, you lied about why you changed your shirt. You said it was scratchy on your skin or something, when that wasn't exactly why."

"D-uh-um... so you know why I did?"

"Yeah... I forgot my phone and accidentally walked in on you doing... you know, stuff."

Armins face began to get heated. His stomach felt gross as if he had food poisoning and he had a knot in his throat.

"H-how- what did you see?... how much of it?"

"All of it."

It felt good to get that off of your chest, even if it has only been weighing you down for less than a day. Armin smacked himself in the forehead.

"I'm so terrible! I'm sorry Y/N! I hate myself so much!"

You put s hand on his trembling shoulder.

"Don't be so down, I already told you, it's fine."

"No, it's not! It's dirty and wrong! Even if you don't think so, I do!"

You pulled him in close for a hug.

"Armin it's okay. Only we know. So between us, it's fine. Nobody else is judging."

"Hmph, that doesn't make me feel any better about it Y/N."

"Sorry... I'm trying my best. How about we just leave it at that?"

"That sounds good. Thanks..."

You let go and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He looked at you with wondrous eyes.

"Listen, I'm sorry I walked in on you then pulled a temper tantrum. I love you."

Armins breathing hitched. Nobody besides his own mother had ever said that they loved him.

"I-it's okay, I love you too."

He felt weird saying the statement, even though it was true. He did have feelings for you. They grew by the second. You turned off the light and lay down. Armin didn't sleep that night. He stayed up being corrupted by his thoughts.

|To Be Continued|