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♪ 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝟏: here come the assumptions @𝐲/𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫 😭
﹂𝐲/𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫 : ur fans be quick wit it LMFAOOO

𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧.𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 : that better not be his girl🤣
﹂𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥_𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐚 : and if it was ?
﹂𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧.𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 : girl who tf are u ?
﹂𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐞.𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐞.𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧 : @𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧.𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 u might not know who she is but ur nigga does😘
﹂𝐲/𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫 : THATS HOW U CLEAR A BITCH !

𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞𝟐𝟑 : wait bc i kinda ship them ?? @𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐦𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫

𝐲𝐯𝐧𝐠_𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝𝟎 : she prolly in it for the money n he dont even no😂🤦🏾‍♂️💯
﹂𝐲/𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫 : nigga im very much self-made & could pay ur rent.... you saw the "owner" part right ?

𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭.𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧 : living for them😫😫😫😫
﹂𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐯𝐞𝐫𝟐𝟔𝟓 : literally😫🥺
﹂𝐲/𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫 : stop encouraging this😐😐
﹂𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝟏 : nah nah they may be on to something ☝🏼

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐟𝐚𝐧 : its the way that i no longer have a crush on connie and now i have a crush on her😏

Connie and the boys spent the whole next day in the shop with you guys and while you coming from on your lunch break with Connie, a few fans and paparazzi snapped so many pictures of the two of you. Usually Connie would tell you how much he hated them taking pictures but while he was with you, he posed for a few of them, as if he was trying to show you off or something.

When you guys got back to the salon, all anyone could talk about was the post.

"There are the talks of Instagram," Armin laughs as Mikasa fixes up his nails.

"Bro mad people started to follow the salon's page after the post," you remarked as you checked the hundreds of incoming notifications.

"See your relationship would be great for business too. Just date already." You rolled your eyes at Sasha and went to the seat where Papi sat, since you were going to braid his hair.

As you began to braid his hair, Papi grabbed you by your wrist. "(y/n). I'm begging you please don't have my shit be too tight."

You smack his hand off of your wrist since it was lowkey hurting you. "If it ain't tight, it ain't right," you laugh. You got your comb and began to part Papi's hair into sections so you can begin to cornrow it, indulging yourself into deep concentration.

Connie loved seeing you like this. Whether you were focused on perfecting an intricate braiding style or cracking jokes with your coworkers. He adored seeing you doing what you loved. In that shop you were in your element, carefree.

He didn't realize he started staring but thankful nobody except for Armin noticed. "Con." Armin places his hand on Connie's shoulder and gently shakes him.

Connie clears his throat. "Damn. Uh, wha- what's up ?"

"Just making sure you're okay. You've been quiet since you got here."

"Just a little lost in thought. That's all," he gives Armin a reassuring smile.

"You're lying."

"Whatttt," Connie scoffs. "What are you talking about ?"

"Well for starters you have literally been staring at (y/n), smiling and blushing and shit. Just ask her out already man."

"Nah. The time's not right Armin."

"Well all I know is, you better make a move soon. I would hate for her to end up with someone who's not you," he pauses. "You know she talks about you to me all the time. "

"Really ?"

"Yup. It's always 'Connie this' and 'Connie that'. Never 'Hey Armin. Your hair looks nice today. Is that a new shampoo ?' Um anyways. What I'm trying to say is, you two need to stop acting like kids and get together already." Armin gives Connie two firm pats on the back before walking away.

Armin was right. Who knows how long you and him will still like each other without moving on. Connie didn't want you to wait for him but he also didn't want to see you with anybody else. So he knew that however he decided to ask you out, it had to be fool proof.

The shop was filled with the regulars. Everyone talked amongst themselves. Every lingering negative aura from last night was completely flushed out from the joy of the others in the shop.

"Yo how's the lip holding up, hermano ?" Papi calls over to Connie.

"It's ight," he smiles. "You know it ain't nothing."

"Yeah well. I got out there late because I had no clue everything was happening. But trust if I ever catch that mothafucka again I'll-"

You cut Papi off by pulling his hair a little, before he says something that could possibly get him in trouble. "Hush that talk up in the shop. There's children here and also it's over with for now. So relax."

"Word." Is all Papi responded with. He was obviously still plotting to himself but it was nothing that needed to be addressed at that moment so you let it be.

Suddenly an old school Bee Gees song began to play on the radio. (𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘰𝘸). All of the old heads and some other people began to whoop and holler and get out of their seats. In less than a few seconds, the shop was filled with people dancing with one another.

A soul train line then forms in the shop. Everybody went down the line, two by two. First was Esperanza and Eren. Who was followed by Ymir and Historia, Jean and Mikasa, Armin and Denise, and Sasha with Marcus in her arms.

You laughed at everyone's antics but continued to braid Papi's hair. You suddenly feel a pair of hands grab you and throw you to the beginning of the line. You then see Armin drag Connie up next to you. Connie looks at you and holds out his hands for you to hold.

You happily take them and the two of you do a simple two step down the line. At the end he spins you and begins to sing the lyrics while pulling you closer by your waist and you wrap your arms around his neck.

𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧
𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧

𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚
𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞

Everyone began to gather around the both of you , forming a big circle as you guys danced as if nobody was watching. While the song played, his hazel-green eyes pierced deep into your soul. You couldn't help but to cheese at him, revealing a smiley piercing you got not too long ago.Everything between the two of you felt so right.

Connie feels a slight tug at the bottom of his shirt. It was a little brown skin girl with two neat afro puffs resting on the top of her head. She looked at Connie wanting to dance with him.

Without saying a word, you smile and let go of his hands and step to the side for the girl to dance with him. Connie obliged the girl and took her hands to dance and playfully spin her around.

"Damn. She just gon take your man like that ?" Eren comes up to you, teasing you.

"Boy bye," you shoo him but he kept pestering you while you walked back to your station.

Eventually, Connie finished dancing with the girl and snuck up behind you. He put his hands over your eyes. "Guess who ?"

You giggle like a school girl. "Connie move so I can finish this boy hair."

"Nah I can't do that." Connie slips his hands down to your waist and rested his head in the crook of your neck. He didn't say anything. All he did was watch you take your time as you worked your magic through Papi's hair. With every passing second, you became more and more relaxed feeling Connie behind you.

The sun had set and customers were starting to clear out but a few lingering people remained, as was the usual routine.

While you were doing Papi's hair he fell fast asleep. He would do this every time and would always tell you it was because, "your hands are like a grandma's hands." Whatever that meant. You tapped him awake, gently. Papi jolted awake and looked around waiting for his eyes to adjust. "We're done now Pa."

Papi turned to look in the mirror and held his fist to his mouth. "Sheeeshhhhh. I look goooodddd."

The other boys who were hanging around the shop, responded back with a unison, "Sheeesshhhh." Usually Connie would take part in something like this but he was still standing behind you with his head in the nape of your neck, pretty much asleep. It amazed you how he can sleep standing up. You tried to stay as still as you could when Papi paid you and thanked you.

When Papi left the shop, you guys closed up for the night and bid the other remaining people in the shop goodnight. When everyone got out, you tapped Connie's hands that were still miraculously on your waist. "Connie..... Connie.....," you whisper. "Wake up, we out." You could feel Connie's head move against your skin as he began to mumble something. But everything he said was muffled into your skin. "What did you say ?"

"Can I lay witchu when we get to your crib ?" He talked softly and instantly sent shivers up your spine.

"Connie- For what?"

"I'm not tryna sleep on the couch (y/n). Eren snores too loud and Armin talks in his sleep." His groggy voice was enough to send you into euphoria.

You let out a loud sigh. "Fine."

With that, his head shot straight up from your neck and he began to walk outside to the car, looking fully energized.

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As soon as you got home, everybody was extremely tired. You and Connie waited for everyone to go to sleep in their respective areas before sneaking up to your room. When you two got in their you went into your bathroom to take a quick shower and change before laying down.

The shower made you even more tired than before and the thought of laying down in your freshly washed, silk sheets ran through your mind. You walk out and see Connie laying down on the floor scrolling through his twitter.

"Why are you on the floor ?" you say looking down at him.

"Because you're in the bed."

"Yeah but I thought when you said 'lay with me' you were actually gonna- Matter fact nevermind."  You walked over to your bed and got underneath the covers.  You laid on your back looking at the ceiling. The room was filled with a kinda awkward silence.

"(y/n). You wanna know a secret?" Connie said keeping his eyes on the ceiling.

"Sure."

"...."

"...."

"Are you gonna tell me a secret or-"

"Shush. Lemme think of one first."

"Okay...."

"...."

"...."

"Okay I thought of one."

"Alright what is it ?"

Connie suddenly began to sing the song that the two of you danced to earlier in the shop. Instead of sounding good, he was off tune and completely off pitch. You couldn't help but laugh as he repeated the same lyrics he sang to you in the shop .

𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧
𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧

𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚
𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞

When he was done all he said was,"Okay. That's all."

"That's it ?"

"Yup."

"Alright."

"Goodnight (y/n)."

You chuckle, "Goodnight Con."