Eren inwardly cursed and quickly wiped his sweaty palm on his pants before gingerly reaching out for Armin's hand. Armin blushed and smiled softly, meeting Eren halfway and taking his hand in his. It was rare for Eren to ever be romantic, despite being in a relationship for a year. During that time, Armin gained some confidence in himself, resulting in this situation. He had asked Eren if they could hold hands, and boy was it hard. He stuttered and spoke too fast, then his words tumbled into an apology, hands clenching at his sides. But Eren had reached out, Eren wanted to hold his hand.
They walked through the town, their boots crunching the snow underneath. Eren would loosen his grip whenever someone looked their way, but Armin didn't mind, he just held tighter onto Eren's hand. "Would it be better for our next date to be indoors?" Eren looked up from the ground, shaking his head. He knew what he wanted to say, to say that being outside was fine, that he wanted everyone to know he was Armin's and Armin was his. But that was for lovesick fools, which Eren was not. He was not girly, or madly inlove with Armin. He liked Armin, he loved Armin, but rushing things would only drive Armin, and himself, away.
Armin waved his hand infront of Eren's face, giggling softly. 'Earth to Eren, come in Eren'. Eren rolled his eyes, playfully shoving Armin. Armin skid across the snow and held onto a lamppost to stop himself from falling. 'EREN!' Eren grinned nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. He walked up to Armin, holding his hand and leading him. Armin yelped, and held back onto the post. 'Eren I can't, I think I twisted my ankle.' Eren felt the guilt welling inside him,and did the only thing he could think of: he scooped Armin into his arms bridal style, tucking Armin's head in the crook between his neck and shoulder. Armin blushed and tried to calm down the pounding of his heart, his breath ghosting down Eren's neck.
Eren eventually got tired and placed Armin down on a bench, sitting next to him and pointing to the sky, 'Sunset. Do you want to watch?' Armin nodded, leaning slightly against Eren's shoulder. Eren smiled, wrapping an arm around Armin to keep him warm. Armin watched the sky go from blue to orange to pink to purple to black. Eren watched Armin's eyes go from dark to bright. They glowed in the dark, with happiness and excitement.
"hey Eren…can we kiss?" Armin asked, still facing the sky, blush ever present. Eren nodded slowly, before slowly leaning forward, bumping noses with Armin. Armin giggled and tilted his head to the side, softly brushing his lips against Eren's. Eren pulled back, looking down at the floor with a scowl, but he was blushing, and his eyes were alive. Armin still sighed, wondering if he'd every get anywhere but in circles with Eren. Eren bit his lip in thought, before taking Armin's face in his hands and pressing his lips against Armin's, with enough force to smash their foreheads together.
Eren cursed, and Armin held his head in pain, but still laughed. 'Eren, let's practising kissing from now on okay?'