|A|N| Oi m8's. Wassap. I'm gonna wing an update. So yolo.

|Story Starts|

It was lunch. You sat down beside Armin at the table he had chosen.

"Hey."

You said while placing your tray down.

"Hey."

Armin responded, still eating.

"So a question on last nights topic..."

You began.

"Oh gosh, don't even start."

Armin retaliated, not once looking up from his gaze towards the centre of the table.

"Hey so last time, like when we went to the library and you read the book, did you do that thing after?"

"I'm not even going to answer that."

"Why?!"

You exclaimed a bit louder than expected. Armin looked over at you with a serious yet calming expression.

"Y/N that's a bit too personal."

"Oh come on, you answered even harder questions yesterday!?"

"Yeah and that was enough as is. We're at school anyways. I don't need other people knowing those kinds of things."

You let out a big sigh and slumped your chin in your palm.

"Fine. I'll bug you about it later."

"Why do you want to know so bad?"

"I don't know, just curiosity. Plus it's kind of interesting- in a funny way, that you do those things."

"Thanks for not judging me."

Armin replied sarcastically with a touch of an eye roll. He's been so moody lately. I wonder what's on his mind?

|Time Skip - Back at Armin's House|

Armin's mother wasn't home, so he, being Armin, had to use his spare key. As the door opened you ran inside. After kicking off your boots you ran upstairs to Armin's room and lay down in his bed. He slowly came up after you.

"What do you wanna do?"

Armin began while walking in through the door.

"Shit-"

"Y/N!? Language!?"

"Sorry. No I have to go return a book..."

You got up and ran downstairs to the door.

"What!?"

He grabbed your arm.

"Why such a rush?! Is it overdue?"

"No, I'll just forget if I don't do it now."

"Well, okay... can I come?"

"Sure... cause you wanna read a certain something...?"

You teased him with a huge grin.

"N-no!?"

"Well conveniently that's what I signed out. You can take it until it's due, if you want?"

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

"I won't judge you if you do. But I can't say I won't tease you."

"Wow thanks. What a great friend you are."

Armin sarcastically exclaimed whilst opening the door for you.

"Thanks."

You murmured while exiting. Armin locked up behind himself and followed you down the driveway.

|Time Skip - At Readers House|

You searched through all the textbooks and papers on your desk to finally find the book. Armin stood awkwardly at your door.

"Do you want it?"

You uttered, jolting Armin out of his train of thought.

"Huh?"

You turned around.

"Do you want the book?"

Armin began to get flustered; he played with the hem of his sleeve.

"U-uh I uh... I um...."

You walked up to him and placed the book in his hands. He looked up at you, startled.

"Just take it."

"S-should I really?"

You giggled softly.

"Armin the decisions up to you."

"Um.... I guess.... Ill take it...."

He looked down in shame and you rubbed his shoulder.

"Alright. Let's go do something."

"Like what?"

"Dunno? What do you wanna do?"

"Can we watch tv?"

"Yeah, sure."

You walked downstairs into your living room and flicked on the TeleVision. You threw the remote at Armin as he clumsily caught it with the book.

"You pick what we're watching."

You declared; sitting back and closing your eyes. Armin sat down on the opposite couch and flicked through the channels. You slowly fell into a deep, dark, relaxing sleep.

|Time Skip - 2 Hours Later|

You began to wake up. Your eyes fluttered open and you rolled over. Armin was on the other couch reading; it was that book. You lay quietly and watched as he read. He crossed and uncrossed his legs uncomfortably. His expression was kind of faint as if he wasn't even there. He didn't remove his gaze from the book.

"Enjoying yourself?"

Startling him; he threw the book up into the air and jolted.

"Ah-d-du-Y/N!? You're awake!?"

"Yeah..."

You got up, retrieved the book and face it to him. He shakily accepted it, putting it behind his back.

"Sorry didn't mean to scare you."

You finished.

"I-it's fine... h-how long have you been awake for?"

"Only a minute or so. What's with the weird sitting position?"

You teased; already aware of the reason. Armin quickly snapped and began to stutter some random gibberish.

"Y-Y-Y/N?! Please don't be like that!"

"Like what?"

You slithered your way beside him on the couch. Being the usual personal space freak he was he moved over further towards the edge of the couch.

"Like you're trying embarrass me! You know what's going on but you purposely bug me about it!"

He shrieked with a distressed expression fixed on his face.

"Bug you about what?"

You moved closer pressing your chest against his shoulder. He cocked his head backwards feeling uneasy.

"Y/N please don't..."

You placed your hands on his knees. What I'm curious? I'm aloud to be pervertitly (not a word I know) curious. I know he's gonna get upset but he'll get over it.

"Y/N I'll admit it- but please don't!"

You tried prying his legs open. He was a bit stronger than you had anticipated.

"What!?"

"Y/N I'm serious-"

He was cut off by his own laughter you tickled his stomach in hope that he'd move. He tried so hard to stay still but his own body betrayed him and sprawled out like a starfish. He squirmed and kicked while laughing like an angel.

"Y-Y/N.... stop!"

He yelled repetitively.

"Ha!"

You pinned his legs down, sitting on them, disabling them from any big movements. Armin harshly covered his crotch with his hands and winced.

"Y/N... p-please... I'll do anything... don't do this?.."

"What I'm curious!?"

Armin's fingers cringed. God you were honestly a pervert. But whatever. He's my best friend. There's no need to be embarrassed. You began yanking at his hands in attempt to pry then off. Sadly, for Armin, you were stronger and ending up winning. You held his trembling hands in yours, firm.

"Please don't look..."

Armin squealed in a last attempt of saving himself from further embarrassment.

"Oh calm down-"

You froze and watched the big budge in his pants like a hawk.

"Y/N...."

He cried. You immediately regretted your decision. He pushed you off and ran upstairs crying. He hid in the bathroom, locking the door. What the hell do I do now!?

|To Be Continued|