Since Armin was too lazy to eat at a restaurant, they decided to order pizza. Armin looked over the little omega in the seat next to him and thought about how he was supposed to provide for him when he wasn't even okay himself. He wasn't stable either, but he had to be strong. He didn't want to let his depression effect the boy too. Then there's the fact he had to find a place to stay. Is this what it feels like to take care of children? Armin felt totally fucked.
He decided he would go in the place to pick up the pizza, Clemente placed comfortably on his back. When Armin walked in, he almost dropped the body on him. The cashier there was a very old friend and he never thought he'd meet him again since he moved.
"Marco Bott!" He laughed pulling the his friends attention up to him. Armin grew red with the embarrassment of his outburst. "D-Do you remember me?"
"Armin Arlert! How's it been, buddy? I haven't seen you in forever." Marco's lips curved into that gentle smile of his.
That smile had Armin's stomach fluttering, a nostalgic feeling spreading through his whole body. He couldn't believe how long is was sing he'd seen those freckled cheeks and those brown pools of compassion. He bet he looked horrible at the moment. His hair was tussled, sticking every which way. He was still in his pajamas even though it was well into the afternoon, about 3:00pm? His eyes were red and puffed from crying just minutes before coming here.
"Yeah. I-I've been fine. It has been a long time, hasn't it?" He said tucking his chin in, trying to shrink himself. Why couldn't he have seen him when didn't look like the total wreck he was? Well he had to deal with it. He was pulled out of his thoughts when Marco called his name.
"Armin?" Marco said, his face was washed over with concern.
"I-I'm sorry, Marco. What were you saying?" Armin put on the best smile he could master.
Marco raised an eyebrow, still obviously worried about his friend. "I was asking you who that little fellow was on your back." He smiled at the lad. "Is he yours?"
Armin looked back at Clemente to find him sleeping quietly, soft breaths blowing across his cheek. He smiled softly. "I- This is Clemente. I saved him from some horny bastards." Armin's twisted with anger. "I mean the nerve of the packs these days. The boy is only nine! Nine!"
His friend laughed at the cute face Armin made. He had to admit, the omega was feisty at times.
"Calm down, cutie." He grabbed the pizza forgotten on the counter, his shoulders moving with his laughter. "I get off in a few. Want to go to my place? You two can eat there and we can catch up on stuff."
The omega nodded slowly, settling the sleeping boy on his hip moving to grab the pizza. "If that's okay with you, I'd like that very much." Plus, he didn't have much of a choice. He is, in fact, homeless at the moment.
Finally, after waiting for 15 minutes (which felt like an hour to Armin), Marco walked out of the small building carrying a few extra pizzas in his hands. He usually took the bus, but since Armin had a car he could finally go home without smelling like garlic and old people. Armin had Clemente settled in the back seat, buckled in comfortably. The white forerunner was slightly shaking as the music vibrated off it. Marco found it extremely cute how Armin sung with the song, dancing with the beat and his hair pulled back in a small pony-tail, string of hair dangling out.
"Hey, gonna unlock the door anytime soon?" Marco laughed, knocking on the window lightly. Armin jumped slightly, startled, and unlocked the door. His cheeks were a slight red.
"U-Um, don't tell anyone what you just saw or-" He made a fake gun with his hand, making a serious face. He tried his best to not let his lips twist into a smile. "I will find you- and I will kill you."
Marco put his hands up in surrender, pretending to be scared. "Well I'm sorry, Officer. I'll try not share such an explicit thing."
They laughed and Armin pulled out of the parking lot, speeding slightly. Marco, of course, gave him the directions and they pulled up into these apartments. The outside had light brown bricks, bushes and a variety colors of flowers aligning them. The door was a green color. It was ugly, but it somehow went with the feeling of apartment living. They pull in the parking space closest to his apartment and Armin hops out to get Clemente. Marco rolled his eyes and laughed as he caught on that Armin went to get him first so he didn't have to carry the pizza so he raced to the door. Marco snickered to himself. He had the keys.
After a little teasing, Marco unlocked the door and the smell of Hawaiian Breeze filled Armin's nostrils. He blinked as he saw other faces there. He was surprised he actually remembered some of them. The one that any ordinary person would mistake her for him and the second person he "came out the closet" to was Christa Riess. Wrestling in the middle of the living room floor was the goofiest people he's ever met, Sasha Blouse and Connie Springer. He laughed, taking off his shoes and stepped in, resting Clemente in the guest room.
"Hey, guys!" Marco cleared his throat to catch their attention. "Guess who's here?" Armin notice him look behind him, Armin giving him a nod to indicate Clemente was resting in the back.
Christa was the first one to get and she hugged him tightly, smiling. "Armin! It's been so long!" Connie and Sasha chimed in "Yeah-" "Long time no seen, man!"
Everyone jumped on him, group hugging him. Armin blushed from so much attention and giggled, wiggling in their grasp. "G-Guys! Okay, I get it, you missed me!" Everyone slowly lets go, laughing softly.
"Armin, meet my girlfriend, Ymir!" Christa clung to his arm, smiling pointing to girl that look almost like a guy if you couldn't see those boobs.
"'Sup, Armin!" Ymir called, grinning. "Nice to meet ya." Armin nodded, acknowledging her. Marco tapped his shoulder and pointed, reveling a two-toned hair Beta looking at Armin, almost as if in awe.
"Hey, Jean! Come meet my friend!" Marco wiggled his eyebrows at Armin, nudging his shoulder as Jean made his way over. "Totally love struck." The omega chuckled and lightly punched his friend on the shoulder.
"U-Uh-" Jean's voice cracked and he gulped, holding out his hand. "H-Hi, I'm Jean Kirstein. Nice to meet you."
"Hi, I'm Armin Alert. Nice to meet you too." He said and took his hand smiling, a soft laugh shaking his body. Jean grinned and Marco looked between the two. He was smiling but there was a glint of something his eyes.
"I brought pizza! Get it before it gets cold!" Marco announced. Everyone rushed for a piece. Armin pulled two slices back for Clemente. Connie and Sasha passed out the drinks, Armin settling for lemonade.
"Just Dance time!" Sasha popped up and started setting up, everyone helping push the furniture back. Connie grabbed four wii sticks and passed one to Sasha, Christa, Armin and Ymir. Sasha smirked and hurried, clicking on "Baby One More Time". They chose who they wanted to be and started.
Oh baby, baby
Oh baby, baby
Oh baby, baby
How was I supposed to know
That something wasn't right here
Oh baby baby
I shouldn't have let you go
And now you're out of sight, yeah
Show me, how you want it to be
Tell me baby
'Cause I need to know now what we've got
They first started off as a mess of head tilting and waddling kind of like penguins while kicking up a leg in intervals. After getting a hang of it, they started to swing there arms, Sasha accidentally hitting Christa once. The three guys in the back cheered them on.
"Go Sasha!" Connie cheered, making her laugh, stumbling a little. Marco jumped in.
"Shake that bubble butt, Armin!" Armin giggled and wiggled his booty before getting back to the game. Christa had the crown, meaning she was winning.
My loneliness is killing me
I must confess, I still believe
When I'm not with you I lose my mind
Give me a sign
Hit me baby one more time
They begin bend their arms, swinging them side to side before making it gradually bigger. Then they begin swinging their arms and moved their arms in a hitting motion. Then it they flicked their hands from their waist going up to their chest three times. Finally, they hit their designated poses. Sasha had an fist in the air on one leg. Christa kicked out a leg to the side, hand on her hip and arm sticking out, her hand balled in a fist. Armin popped his hip out, resting his hand on it and making a number one, almost as if pointing up. Ymir put her hand on her hip and lifted up an arm, bending it so her forearm was behind her head.
Christa and Armin were the only ones that got a perfect.
Oh baby, baby
The reason I breathe is you
Boy you got me blinded
Oh baby, baby
There's nothing that I wouldn't do
That's not the way I planned it
Show me, how you want it to be
Tell me baby
'Cause I need to know now what we've got
With arms bend at the side, they began to swing them open like doors and lifting them up, crossing their arms. Then while in the air, they slowly let them down, shaking their hips and then bending their arms again, forearms swinging up and down. Christa and Ymir began to bend down sweeping their arms together, crossing them while Armin and Sasha whip their arms up, until they're parallel, all of them switching one move for the other.
The chorus repeated and when they did the poses Sasha ended up falling on Christa letting Armin take the crown.
Oh baby, baby
Oh baby, baby
Ah, yeah, yeah
Oh baby, baby
How was I supposed to know
Oh pretty baby
I shouldn't have let you go
I must confess, that my loneliness
Is killing me now
Don't you know I still believe
That you will be here
And give me a sign
Hit me baby one more time
They repeated bending their arms, swinging their forearms right to left before Christa and Armin got on the ground and they held their arms out to the side, the two on the ground swinging their arms til their hands our about to touch, repeating while Sasha and Ymir being as their copy (only standing). The two on the ground then stand up and they all turn sideways, sticking a foot out in front of them a hand on the shoulder behind of them. Then in one swift move they twist, repeating the move.
While their arms were up during the switch, they swung them down then up in a "U" motion. Then they shimmied their hand up their bodies again before hitting a pose. Repeating the motions during the chorus, they finish the game.
Sasha flopped in Connie's lap while Ymir and Christa congratulated Armin.
"Armin, I had a feeling your body was flexible!" Marco teased, earning a playful kissy face from Armin.
"I bet you can't do any better!" Armin narrowed his eyes jokingly, smirking. Marco glared back, accepting the implied challenge.
"Deal-" The conversations quite down as Clemente walked in. "- Tomorrow." Armin nodded in agreement and walked over to Clemente and noticed his eyes wide and glazed with liquid.
"Clemente! What's wrong? What happened? How are you walking? Did you remember something?" Armin frowned holding him close.
"S-Someone wants you-" He stuttered, clutching onto the fabric of his clothes. "P-Please be careful." Armin nodded, tenderly kissing the forehead of the child.
"Of course. I'll be right back." Armin went in the back. He pouted as he felt worried eyes boring into his back. He didn't even try to fix his hair, more hair had already out the hair bow. He pressed his hand against the window and decided it felt alright not to wear a jacket. He looked at his pajamas. His over sized shirt was crinkled up from the dance and his shorts were riding up. He pulled on the hem of them to smooth the wrinkles out some.
After finding himself presentable, he stuck on his converse and walked out eyes scanning his surroundings. There was a soft voice.
"Pst- over here." Armin squinted and stalked behind the building, where he heard the voice. Then he felt a hand clap over his mouth and an arm wrap around his waist, a hot breath brushing against his ear. "Sh."
Armin knew better than to kick and scream. If getting bullied has taught him anything, it's the more you struggle the more they hold you down. He controlled his breathing and waited for this stranger to speak. He felt the arm around his waist tighten. It wasn't alarming. It was as though he was holding him as if he were something precious to him.
"Armin..." Armin could pinpoint that voice from a mile away. It was Eren. Eren buried his face into Armin's neck, smelling the scent gland there. His hand that was over his mouth moved so he could glide his hands down Armin's stomach. Armin could feel his eyes fluttering closed at the brunette's touch.
Then he remembered.
"Eren, get off me!" He cried and shoved the Alpha off him only to have himself pinned against the wall, Eren wrapping his arms around his waist and kissing at his neck, making sure to rub against the gland making the omega squeak. "E-Eren, stop-"
"I'm sorry..." His voice cracked and he gripped his waist and pressed his lips over Armin's his eyes widening with surprise. Armin was melting. He missed Eren's touch. He fastened his arms around that strong neck, arms resting on those broad shoulders. Damn it. He was falling for a man that cheated on him with one of the top dogs in the pack and his best friend. He pushed him off.
"Eren, stop! Leave me alone! What the fuck makes you think you can cheat on me then try to take me back?" He started to stomp away before Eren grabbed his arm. "Let me go!"
"Armin, no- I-I- please let me explain." Eren, an Alpha, was practically begging him,an omega.
"No, you asshole! Go fuck one of those bitches! I mean you did have fun doing that, didn't you?" He knew he was being harsh, but how could he not?
"N-No, please, Armin... I-" He was stopped with a finger to his lips.
"Don't you dare give me that shit. You don't have the right to say those to me." Fingers intertwined.
"But, I-I- do... just let-" His hand was pulled up to the brunette's lips, trembling lips kissing his knuckles. Liquid hitting his hand, startled him. Eren was crying because of him.
Fingertips softly slide along olive cheeks then down his neck, caressing it like butterfly kisses. Armin felt so guilty. He shouldn't be but this part of him was yelling at him screaming at him that he had the man he fell in love with. The sound of crickets brought him back and yanked himself free from Eren's hold.
"Armin, no- please-" Eren was stepping towards him, Armin stumbling backwards his head shaking and his mouth mouthing "no". Armin felt like his insides were going be pulled out from his butt. He had enough. He ran back inside. It was too much for him. So stood there was a broken Alpha.