Chapter Twenty
Armin rubbed his hand along Mikasa's bare back. "You are the most beautiful girl I've ever seen." He said softly.
Mikasa lifted her head off of his chest and looked at him. "You must not have seen many girls then."
"I mean it, Mikasa. I think you're stunning."
She blushed. "Are you only saying that because we had sex?"
"No." Armin quickly looked at how the blanket hugged Mikasa's curves. "But it did confirm it." He couldn't help but smirk.
Mikasa suddenly let out a gasp. "Your grandfather." She yanked the blanket up so only her head was poking out.
"Armin?" Grandfather called from outside the door a moment later.
"Yes?" Armin called back, praying Grandfather wouldn't walk in.
"When did Mikasa get here?"
"Uh…a little while ago." He glanced at her as she tried to stifle a giggle.
Grandfather sighed. "I really wish you would tell me when your friends are coming over. Also, you know that I don't like you two being in there with the door closed."
"Sorry!" Mikasa pulled the blanket over her head and giggled.
"Do you two want breakfast?"
"Uh, in a few minutes."
"Okay. You know where to find me." They heard him start back down the stairs.
"How did he know I was here?" Mikasa asked, poking her head back from under the blanket.
"He probably saw your shoes nicely set in the front hall, where you set them right before falling on me in a fit of passion." Last night was a bit of a blur, but he remembered them falling on the stairs, as Mikasa shoved herself against him, both of them trying to stifle their laughter. It had all been rather clumsy, but he didn't mind that.
"We should get dressed before he comes back." She gave Armin a quick kiss before climbing over him to get off the bed. Armin missed the heat of her as soon as she was gone. He couldn't help but stare at her, all of her, as she grabbed her clothes. "What are you doing?"
"Just admiring the view." He smirked.
"Stop it." She blushed.
"Why? You're gorgeous."
She threw his boxers at him in response. "Get dressed. I'm famished."
"I bet you are after last night."
"Is this how you're going to be now? All full of swagger because you finally got laid?" She crossed her arms.
"Let me have my moment." He sat up. "I finally beat Eren at something."
"You are SUCH a teenage boy." She quickly dressed.
Armin pulled on his boxers and scrambled out of bed. "Come on, I'm only joking." He wrapped his arms around her. "I love you."
"I love you too." She gave him another quick peck on the lips. "Now, come on. I really am hungry."
They ate quickly and decided to walk back to her house. They were greeted by Mrs. Jaeger, who looked quite flustered. "Nevermind, Grisha! She was with Armin!" She put her hands on her hips and gave them a disapproving mom stare. "If you're going to get up early to go see Armin, you could at least give us a heads up, so your poor mother doesn't think you've been stolen from your bed."
"Sorry, Mom."
"I told you." Eren ran down the stairs. "Anyway, why would they steal her and not me? I'm definitely the cuter of the two of us."
"Shut up." Mikasa punched him on the arm.
"Ow! Mom! She hit me!"
"Mikasa, don't hit your brother. Eren, don't insult your sister."
"Fine." Eren huffed, before seizing Armin's arm. "I need to talk to you." He started pulling Armin up the stairs.
"Uh, okay…"
"Eren!" Mikasa called after them.
"No!" Eren replied, dragging Armin into his bedroom and slamming the door.
"Wha-" Armin began.
"What the hell are you two doing?" Eren demanded.
"I don't understand."
"I know she left at like one thirty in the morning." Eren sat down on the bed. Armin followed suit. "And then she shows up back here at eleven, with you in tow. So, clearly she went over to your house."
"No, it doesn't."
"Where the hell else would she go?" Eren questioned. His eyes suddenly narrowed. "You didn't."
"I didn't what?" Armin felt his body go cold. Did Eren know? How had Eren guessed? Was he angry?
"Did you two-I mean…did you sleep with my sister?"
"You already asked me that." Armin was definitely nervous now. Eren was upset.
"Armin."
"I mean, we did both sleep in the same bed-"
"That's not what I meant!" Eren punched him on the arm.
"Ow!" Armin recoiled.
"You did, didn't you? Stop playing semantics. Did you have sex last night?"
"I don't think that's any of your bus-AH!" Eren hit Armin with a pillow hard enough to knock him off of the bed. He hit the floor with a thud. "Why?" He exclaimed, looking up at Eren.
"What's going on in there?" Mikasa called through the door.
"Don't you come in here!" Eren shot to his feet.
"Mikasa, save me!" Armin propped himself up onto his elbows. Mikasa started to open the door.
"NO!" Eren lunged across the room and flung himself into the door, stopping her forward movement.
"Eren!" She exclaimed.
"Just because you snuck out of the house and lied to Mom doesn't mean you get to hog Armin all damn day."
"I didn't lie."
"It was a lie by omission and I covered for you."
"Then why was Mom freaking out when I got home."
"Because that's how she is. I mean, I covered for you with Dad, who thinks you left the house at 7 am. So, you owe me."
"You really think Dad believes you were awake at 7 am?"
"Shut up. Leave us alone. We have things to discuss."
"What things?"
"Boy things! NO girls allowed! He suddenly pushed the door, and got it to close. He quickly locked it before she could push on it again.
"Eren!" She jiggled the door knob.
"You don't have to be involved in everything, Mikasa!" Eren waited at his door until they heard Mikasa huff and walk off. "Now, YOU!" Eren turned his attention back to Armin.
"Eren-"
"What was it like?" Eren knelt down beside Armin. "No, wait. Spare me the details because it's my sister. Just tell me, is it as good as good as they all make it out to be?"
"It's even better, dude."
"UGH!" Eren seized the pillow and whacked Armin again. "I can't believe it!"
"Would you stop hitting me?"
"I can't believe you had sex before me!"
"Keep your voice down!" Armin lunged forward and slapped a hand over Eren's mouth. "She will kill both of us if she finds out you know about this."
"I can't die a virgin." Eren said after prying Armin's hand off of his mouth.
"Then, stop yelling."
"Okay, okay. Just answer me this, did you use protection or did you raw dog it like a champ?"
"I am not telling you that!"
"I'll take that to mean the latter then. Heat of the moment-OW!" It was Armin's turn to punch Eren on the arm.
"What is wrong with you?"
"I'm jealous of how your life is progressing!"
"What?" Armin was taken aback.
"I'm jealous of what you did last night, or I guess technically this morning."
"You're jealous that I had sex with your sister?"
"No! I'm disgusted that you had sex with my sister. I'm jealous that you had sex, period. And I'm jealous that you have a girlfriend that wants to have sex with you, or even be your girlfriend. Again, wish it was a girl besides Mikasa, but I guess I've always seen that coming."
"Eren, it'll happen."
"Yeah, but I guess I just thought it would happen for me before it happened for you."
Armin's eyes narrowed. "Why?"
"I don't know. You always seemed more shy around girls, and I mean, I DID have my first kiss before you."
"By like a month!" Armin exclaimed.
"Well, that's when Hitch's birthday party was!"
"Do you think she even remembers kissing you five years ago whilst playing seven minutes in heaven? Also, why WERE eleven-year-olds playing seven minutes in heaven?"
"I wish I could play seven minutes in heaven with Annie." Eren sighed.
"You should ask her to hang out. We're on break. I'm sure she'd love to see you."
"I'm nervous."
"I get that. But nothing ventured is nothing gained, Eren."
"How did you start dating Mikasa?"
"She just started making out with me."
"EW!"
"You asked."
Eren paused for a moment. "Do you think that would work for Annie?"
Armin sucked in a deep breath. His first thought was that it seemed like a good way to get punched. His second thought was that Annie had abruptly kissed him, so…maybe? "Perhaps try wooing her for a bit going in for a kiss."
"How do I woo her?"
"Take her on a date. Buy her flowers. Just talk to her."
"A date? Where?"
"Not a basketball game, that's for sure." He muttered, smirking.
"What?"
"Nothing." Armin shook his head. "I don't know, man. Take her out to a movie, or dinner."
"Those things cost money."
"I know you have money."
"But I was saving it for a guitar!"
"A guitar you'll get frustrated by and quit within a month."
"Armin!"
"Look! Do you want to woo Annie so that she'll maybe date you, and possibly one day in the future have sex with you?"
"Yes." Eren pouted, crossing his arms.
"Then forget the guitar!" Armin stared into Eren's eyes. "You have to try, Eren. Girls don't just fall into your lap wanting to love you."
"They seem to for you."
"That…is a fair point." Armin knew he couldn't argue with that.
"And boys."
"Shut up." Armin snapped. "However, since that doesn't seem to be the case for you, we need to try something else."
"Ugh, fine!" Eren huffed, rising to his feet. He grabbed his phone off of his desk. "Get out."
"That's rude! You dragged me in here!"
"I don't need you snooping on my conversation."
Armin arched an eyebrow. "This from the guy who not even ten minutes ago had the audacity to ask me if I used a condom?"
"Armin! Go!"
Armin rose to his feet. "I don't understand your boundaries."
"You don't need to witness it! I'll tell you about it later."
"Fine. I'm leaving. But just for that, I'm going to go make out with your sister."
"Ew! Just get out of here." Eren chucked the pillow at Armin, who dodged it.
"I just want you to keep that in mind as I go next door." Armin unlocked the door and opened it.
"I hate you."
"No, you don't." Armin shut the door behind him and strolled down to Mikasa's room. Her door was open. She was engrossed in something at her desk and didn't see him. So, he leaned against the door frame and watched her. She really was the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen. After several moments, she glanced over and jumped.
"Fuck, Armin!" she gasped. "You scared the life out of me."
"Sorry!" he held his hands up.
"What are you doing?"
"Watching you."
"Well, get in here." He dutifully walked into the room. She stood up and gave him a quick kiss. "Everything okay with Eren?"
"Yes. He's just a drama queen."
"What were you even talking about?" She sat down on her bed.
"Annie."
"Ugh. That again?"
"I think they're serious." Armin sat down on the desk chair.
"I wish they weren't."
"Yeah, well you don't get control of that relationship.
"What does that mean?"
Armin was spared from answering by Mrs. Jaeger suddenly proclaiming, "Four feet on the floor!" He turned in time to see her look almost disappointed upon finding them sitting six feet apart.
"Mom, what the hell?"
"You two are too good. I wish you'd misbehave just a little bit." Armin and Mikasa caught each other's gaze. Armin had to look away while he choked back a laugh.
"Okay, Mom." Mikasa crossed her arms. "I'm sure you'll regret those words."
