Sorry this chapter is really short. I promise the chapters to come won't be as short.

Enjoy!

It was Saturday morning, nine days after Eren first saw Armin.

Eren and Mikasa had been lazing at home, watching tv and eating cereal, when Armin was brought into the conversation by Mikasa.

"Have you talked to the blonde boy recently?" Mikasa said shoving a spoon full of frosted flakes in her mouth. Eren was caught off guard, since all other times he talked to Armin Mikasa hadn't been with him.

"If you mean Armin, then yeah, we've said hi while passing in the hallways a few times.. why?" Eren replied softly, hoping he chose the right response.

Mikasa ignored his question and asked one herself, "How's your guys relationship going?"

Eren paused, set his spoon down inside his bowl, and turned to look at her. "There is no relationship." He said it forcefully. "We aren't even friends. Barely acquaintances. Why are we even talking about him?" Eren took hold of his spoon again and obnoxiously slurped some milk.

"Because," Mikasa paused to finish the last bite of her breakfast. "you like him, don't you?" She stood up, walked to the kitchen, and then promptly started to wash her dish in the sink. Eren followed in pursuit, leaving the Tv on.

"No way in hell I do!" He lowered his eyebrows and snarled. "I'm not gay, Mikasa," She started to dry the dish as he talked. "I've never liked a boy, and I probably never will. That's like me saying that out of nowhere you were a lesbian." He crossed his arms over his chest, assuming too soon that he won their dispute.

"True, that I have never once liked a girl. However, If one day I did, I wouldn't punish myself for it. Neither should you, Eren." Mikasa set her now clean-and-dried dish in the cupboard above their kitchen sink. "Wash your bowl, Eren." And then she walked away, leaving Eren with soapy water and confused thoughts.

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