I apologize for any misspelled words, feel free to correct me. English is not my native is also my first time posting a story, so I hope you'll stay tuned. ^^
I've noticed that the start of the story is a bit fast pace but it gets longer and more enjoyable as the plot progresses.
Rated M for Smut and potential Angst in later chapters.
It was a chilly and rainy Monday morning, which was nothing unusual. It was quiet. I could only hear the rain slamming against the glass of the windows. Occasionally I could make out the sounds of a car passing by. It was as if the city was slowly brought back to life, the life that had left along with yesterday's sunlight.
In the distance, I hear a door click open but I am too tired to react.
"1… 2…. 3… HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" I hear two loud voices shout before barging into my room and making their way to my bed. I am startled and sits up just in time before being pushed down onto my back again by a familiar longhaired blonde.
"A-Armin!" I whine when I recognize the big blue eyes staring at me with a huge grin on his face. Armin has been one of my best friends as long as I can remember. We have been friends since we were little.
"Happy birthday, Eren!" I tilt my head and turn my gaze towards my sister, Mikasa, who is sitting right beside me. Her normally monotone expression has turned into a big smile. She has a calm and soft look on her face which is covered by most of her long raven hair. She really should cut it sometime. Maybe I should give her a trim while she's asleep. That would be fun.
I suddenly feel two small hands at my sides and I immediately react by trying to remove the fingers before they start moving. However, I am too late. "S-Stop, please!" I whine as Armin tickles me. His long small fingers grab at my sides and I'm unable to breathe.
Both he and Mikasa are having a blast laughing their asses off while I am struggling and trying not to pee my pants. After a few moments, I finally push Armin off of me and catch my breath.
"Jesus! I'd like to go to the bathroom before you do that, thanks!" I retort and stretch my arms in the air. I'll have to plan my revenge. He's not getting away with that just like that.
"I'm sorry I couldn't help it." Armin chuckles and sits down next to Mikasa with his legs crossed.
"I should probably lock my door from now on. Unless I want to risk peeing my pants this early in the morning." I snicker and sit up. With a soft push Armin's on the floor giggling.
"You probably should." Mikasa comments and giggles as well, which earns her a push as well. She just pushes me back and I end up on the floor next to Armin. Why the hell does she have to be so strong? Mikasa has always been the tougher one of us and always the more protective one. If Armin or I ever got in trouble she would be there to help us out. Armin on the other hand is the smarter one and he always knows how to talk his way out of things. I'm more of a goofball though Mikasa and Armin keeps telling me that I'm the most determined of us. Well they might be right about that.
I know I never back down if I ever get into trouble and that's where Armin and Mikasa usually end up saving my ass.
We look at each other and suddenly burst into laughter. Armin and I are on our backs almost crying while Mikasa is just giggling softly and being a bit girly.
My mom announces her presence by knocking on the door. "You're all up, already?" I hear my mom say in a soft tone as she steps into my bedroom.
"Yup. Up and ready to go." We say in unison.
"Good. I'll go make some breakfast for you." She turns around and leaves just as silently as she entered. She heads downstairs and I can faintly hear her voice a question to us. "What do you guys want to eat?"
"Pancakes!" I shout before anyone else gets to react.
We hear her chuckle just before going downstairs to prepare our breakfast.
"So.. what did you guys get me?" I turn my head and send the two a wide grin.
Mikasa holds up a hand, which is her way of telling me to stay seated and wait while she and Armin leave my room. Armin gets up and follows Mikasa out the door. I crawl back up onto my bed and wait for them to come back. Within a minute, they come running towards the bed with two gifts. I smile widely and hold my hands out to receive the gifts. Armin tosses me one of the gifts (medium sized and a bit heavy… I wonder what that might be?) and I immediately attack the poor wrapping paper. My eyes widen as soon as the paper is on the floor and I look over the box in my lap.
"A CAMERA?! Omg! Guys! How did you know… I've wanted this one for months." I quickly open the box before grabbing the camera by the rim and pulling it out. My fingers play with the fine fibers of the neck strap. It's one of those expensive Nikon cameras. Well expensive for my family. We live a middleclass life. Enough money to not need anything but not enough money to buy whatever we want. It's a decent life but it's good enough for me.
"Well.. you wouldn't shut up about it, so it was pretty easy to figure out what you wanted for your birthday." Armin snickers and sits down next to me on the bed.
Mikasa trails to the bed and sits down on the other side of me. "I take it that you like your gift then?" She chuckles and shoves the other gift in my lap next to the camera box.
I hum and hand Armin the camera carefully. I don't want to break my gift just after having received it. I plan on using it first. "Will you do me a favor and snatch a couple of pictures from my good side?" I snicker and strike a silly pose with my arms at my hips. Armin takes off the lens and takes a few shots of me and Mikasa as I sling my arm around her shoulders. She sighs and strikes a pose with her arm behind her head.
"What good side?" Mikasa whispers to herself but it doesn't go unnoticed by anyone especially because Armin bursts into a hysterical laughter at that comment.
"Shut up! I'm perfect!" I snort as I start freeing the other gift (a small light one, box-shaped) from its confinement in the tight blue wrapping paper.
I furrow my brows and glare at the little carton box before gently pulling it apart. In my family, we always wrap fragile objects in such a way in order to keep it from being damaged, so I am obviously careful and not as brutal as with the previous gift.
The top comes off just fine and as soon as I see what is inside the box I start jumping up and down in excitement. I can't believe my own eyes. This is too good to be true!
"Omg! Omg! Omg!" I continuously shout and bounce up and down. I look at the concert tickets as I take them out of the box. The tickets are to the concert of my favorite band "No Name" and I have been dying to get tickets since it was sold out only half an hour after the sale started. Which was quite unfortunate for me, but here I am holding three tickets, front row tickets to be exact. I can barely contain my inner "fangirl" at this point.
"Calm down!" Armin finally calls out to me and yanks me back down from cloud nine. I can barely keep up with my rapid breathing and I feel like hyperventilating just from excitement. How the hell will I even survive the concert if I act like this?
"I-I can't wait! When is this?! OMG!" I giggle and continue to jump in place making the entire bed shake.
"On Friday at... uhm..." Mikasa pulls out her phone from her pocket and with a tap opens the calendar app in the right corner of her screen. "at eight." She finishes her sentence and puts her phone back down.
"So.. you two and me then?" Is my giggling response. Obviously I'm bringing my best friend and sister, who I consider equally as much of a friend as Armin.
"That's what we were planning, unless you want to bring someone else." Armin sniffs and pretends to be hurt in his not-so-great-of-an-actor way. Honestly, who does he even think he's kidding definitely not me nor Mikasa.
I snicker. "Of course I want you to go with me! Who else will I be shouting my voice hoarse with if not you?"
"Oh, since you ask so nicely, I might just consider taking you up on that offer." He huffs with a grin on his face. "Just kidding! Count me in!" He quickly adds.
Armin has never been good with jokes or acting for that matter because he is always so thoughtful and fears that someone might think he is being serious. That also makes him an easy target for Mikasa's jokes and mine. His facial expression is always hilarious when he finally realizes that we are just joking.
I remember one time when we were younger. Mikasa and I were over at Armin's place. He lived mostly with his grandfather because his parents were travelling a lot and still do. Armin himself often stayed and still does at our place because he consider it his second home and my parents love having him over. He's like my parents second son and a brother to me and Mikasa.
Anyways, that time I hid one of Armin is many books (he has more books than of what I can count) under his bed, since he always keeps everything neat and organized so I knew he would never look under there. Afterwards I told him that I accidentally set it on fire... and I tell you... I have never seen the face of disaster until I looked into those blue eyes. I immediately regretted it and told him the truth. Armin almost cried from relief. That really was a dumbass move. Well.. after that he did get his revenge so I guess we're equal now.
During school, I can always count on Armin's help. He is the most intelligent person I know so... the next time I asked for help with my homework he refused. I still remember his smug smile when I was on my knees begging for his help. He did give in eventually. No one can resist my puppy eyes, right?
After getting dressed and looking somewhat presentable we head downstairs to eat. I'm wearing a pair of loose blue jeans and a greenish long-sleeved shirt. Mikasa had approved of my look. She said the shirt matched my eyes. Both she and Armin has pointed out that my eyes sometimes looks green but other times looks blue. I guess it depends on the lighting.
Mikasa is wearing a pair of loose ripped blue jeans and a white t-shirt along with her red scarf. She always wears her scarf. It was just after my parents adopted her. She would hide in her room. I felt so bad for her. She had just lost her parents and I just wanted to comfort her and tell her that everything was going to be okay, so I gave her my favorite red (or scarlet) scarf. Ever since then she's refused to take it off. She even sleeps with it on and wears it during summer.
"So did you like your presents, honey?" My mom says and plants a soft kiss on my cheek.
"Yes! I am so happy! And excited! I'm definitely bringing the camera to the concert!" I say with my mouth full of the delicious pancake. They're the best.
"Good, I'm glad." She says and smiles softly before returning her attention back to her own plate.
We are all seated at the dining table while eating. My mom is an exceptional cook, really. I bet she could have her own restaurant if she wanted to, but she prefers working in an office. My dad on the other side, he is rarely home and always super busy. He is a hardworking man a doctor nonetheless. This morning he had promised to be home for my birthday, but guess what… work strikes again. I am not complaining though, he loves his job and he's always full of positive energy. It has not always been like that… so I really like the change. If he's happy, I'm happy.
There was a time when my dad had a drinking problem. He would come home from work and immediately start emptying the cabinet from everything alcoholic. My mom had to hide it from him, which only made him tense up and get angry. Instead of coming straight home from work, he started going to a local pub and when he finally got home he would be so drunk that he would pass out on the couch right next to his office. I always thought he was a bit scary when he was like that especially because he let his frustration out on me... Most of my childhood I lived in fear of the man I call my dad... at least things has gotten a lot better now.
"Can we take the car to school?" Mikasa suddenly asks interrupting my train of thoughts.
"Well... sure but only if you or Armin are driving. I don't want to see any more damages on the car, got it?" My mom turns and looks at me with a serious glare. As the childish young adult I am, I respond by sticking my tongue out at her. Which I shouldn't have done.
In zero point one second, my mom grabs my ear and clicks her tongue in a teasingly way. "Keep that tongue in your mouth, young man." I whine until she lets go.
"I'm sorry!" I pout and rub my red ear.
She has a habit of pulling people's ears if they lie, swear or are just being a pain in the ass, which is mostly my case. I'm not one for lying though I do lie at times… Yeah I'm not really proud of it but it's not nagging on my conscience. My mouth has been washed with soap enough times for me to know when to swear and when to avoid it at all cost. Whenever my mom's around I talk like a saint but I slip at times. I can't really help it.
My mom snickers and turns her attention back to her half eaten pancake.
So I decided on updating this chapter. It was a bit too fast paced (and lacked in description) for my liking. I might update chapter 2, 3 and 4 as well due the same reason.