"So how are things with Sasha?" Armin smirked as he looked up to me, from his position on the floor. It was a Sunday night and both Armin and I needed to go to school tomorrow. We were watching a rerun of some shitty reality show, which neither of us really was interested in. "You get any action yet?" He continued as he giggled a little, knowing very well I didn't get any.

I was draped on the couch, and frowned a little at the last comment. "You know I don't get any actions, jerk. You don't have to be an ass about it, you're a virgin too. Remember?" I looked down on Armin, who at least seemed a little sorry. Armin had been my best friend for years, since we first met in kindergarten.

After some silence I growled "She told me she won't have sex with me."

Sasha was the girl I have been seeing for some months now.
We went to the same high school. We had met in the one class we had had together last year, which was English.
I hated that subject, but it was mandatory so I showed up. I even hated it a little less when I started talking to Sasha.
At the time we were just friends, but this year we had gotten more classes together and we had begun to talk even more. She had kissed me first. I had been over at her house to do some homework when she kissed me. It was my first kiss and I had been high on that for days.

Armin sat up from his laying position and exclaimed "whoa really?"

"Yeah really. I don't know man. I think she's still into that senior she dated last year. You remember him? I can't remember his name. He's high, blonde, and strong. I know they did it, she told me. He was great… apparently" I'd imagine that a sad look crossed my face as I said that.

"They broke up because he wanted to get into the army."

My mind wandered off to the first time I had seen the guy, Sasha had hung out with him in one of the breaks between classes. I remember that I had thought that he was pretty handsome for a guy.
I found myself thinking that of guys more often than I would admit to anyone. Not in a homosexual way, just in a curious way. At least that's what I kept telling myself.

I sat up and leaned against the couch, just as Armin said "Mhm, I think I remember him."

"You know what the worst part is? Besides the fact that she already had sex with the military guy." I didn't even wait for Armin to answer before I angrily continued "She says she won't do anything with me, but then she kisses me like I'm a fucking porn star. Gets me rock hard and then walks away. I don't know what to do to be honest. What!?" I shot Armin an annoyed look.

"I'm sorry, continue" Armin hadn't gotten his face under control and that annoyed me more than anything at the moment.

"Fine Armin, if you won't be serious I won't tell."

"I'm sorry, Eren, but I wasn't prepared to hear you say something like that. You never liked talking about that stuff." Armin looked a little hurt and I knew I was being unfair. I always was when I was vulnerable.
Armin and I had often talked about all the sex and blowjobs we would get from girls, but we never talked about the other stuff that comes with a relationship.

"I'm sorry. I'm just on the edge right now. I'm not sure what to do about Sasha."

I looked down on my hands for a moment and started talking again "You know, she always dresses differently too. Whenever I'm at her place she's… Well different in the clothe she wears. For example here the other day, we were hanging at her house and she's wearing these short shorts, a tank top and no bra. I know because I could see her nipples, through the fabric, more than when she wears one. The first thing she did when I came in, was shoving her boobs in my face and she will always drop stuff and make me look when she bends over and I swear to God Armin, that ass."

After a brief pause I muttered "Gosh it's so annoying" I hid my head between my hands, both out of frustration and embarrassment for having told Armin that. We might be best friends, but we were still guys.
Armin was right he didn't like talking about feelings.

I heard a low snicker from the door. It was Mikasa, my sister. Even though we technically weren't related by blood, we still considered each other to be true siblings.
She was standing just inside the door of the living room. One hand over her mouth, trying to muffle her laugh, the other on her hip, which shot slightly to the side.

"How long have you been there?" I asked in horror. One thing was talking about it with my best friend. Another was having my sister overhearing it. We could talk about everything, but I didn't like her overhearing private conversations, even though I might be having the exact same conversation with her later.
She was in the same year as Arming and me, but we didn't have any classes together.

"Since you said you were a porn star"

"I didn't say that!"

"If you want sex that bad I can get a prostitute for you" She paused for under a second before she, with a grin said "or if that's not what you want I can get my friend Annie to call you and moan for you while you masturbate" She was smiling. Making fun of me, because that's what sisters do.

It made me feel better, that was the reasons she would tease me at all.

"Shut up Mikasa" I threw one of the couch pillows at her and smiled "Besides I don't need your friend to moan for me. Not when I every night can hear you and Jean having sex"
It wasn't even a lie I thought as I jumped of the couch to dodge the incoming fist.

Mikasa caught me before I got too far. She pinned me to the ground. "Don't be a dick" she scoffed "You're just jealous, cause I'm getting laid and you're not" She laughed as we fought on.

During our fight Armin went and ordered Pizza, he was used to our behavior by now. In the start when I had befriended Armin and he later on had befriended Mikasa, it had terrified him. Now he just left the room and came back when we were done.

After the fight we settled down, waited for the pizza and watched the rest of the reality show. I smiled. I loved how Mikasa and Armin always made me feel better. Even though I still was concerned over Sasha.