Casually makes my friend wait two or so weeks for this ;D

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"Hey Eren." Armin greeted. He had walked to Eren's house so he could help the boy with his math. Eren opened the door to his blonde friend. "Hey Armin! Come on in!"

Armin stepped inside and carefully took off his shoes. Eren's house was nice. It looked expensive, yet cozy at the same time. The only way they could afford this was because his father, Grisha Jaeger, was a doctor.

Eren pulled his friend up the carpeted stairs and walked down the hallway to his bedroom. His room was pretty big. It had a queen-sized bed against the left wall, and a flatscreen TV hung across from it. A couple beanbags were tossed carelessly beside the table full of PS3 games. There was a huge window on the far wall with a wonderful view of the rest of the neighbourhood, and an oak desk sat beside it in the corner of the room, fit for three people to use at once.

Eren grabbed an office chair and rolled it beside the desk and sat down. Armin took the second chair and settled in his own seat.

A half hour later, what was supposed to be studying turned into 'story time'. Eren kept distracting both of them with what had happened in his math class today.

"–and then Jean started talking to Sasha, but the class quieted down so all you hear is her say 'I will steal your first born child' in this scary voice and my teacher yelled at Jean. He refused to go to the office so the teacher had to call his VP. It was hilarious!"

Armin just nodded. "That's great, Eren. You should really be doing your work–"

"I mean even Annie cracked a smile!"

Armin shut up. "She did?"

Eren smirked at him. "Yeah, but it was a really small smile. I barely saw it. Maybe she does have emotion!"

Armin rolled his eyes at his friend. "Cut it out, Eren. Now come on, we–"

The brunette's phone buzzed. Eren quickly got up and walked to his bed to grab his phone to check his message. After a few seconds he typed a few words and locked his phone again then shoved it in his pants pocket. He turned to face Armin. "Sorry Armin. I have to give Connie some study notes for science."

"But–"

"Come on!" Eren picked up his backpack that he had previously thrown on the floor. "We need to head to this guy Oluo's party to drop it off. Only for a minute!" Eren dashed out the door to get his shoes on.

Armin sighed. This was turning out to be a waste of a trip to his friend's. He walked down the stairs to pull on his shoes. Eren already had his coat and shoes on. Armin pulled on his own coat and hat. Just as they were about to leave they heard footsteps from the kitchen. Mikasa walked out in a grey hoodie and sweatpants and raised an eyebrow at the pair. "Where are you two going?"

Eren groaned. "We're giving Connie something real quick. We'll be back soon so don't worry about it, 'kay?"

Mikasa sighed. "Just be careful."

"Whatever!" He called as he dragged Armin out the door.

...

"So why is Connie at Oluo's party anyway?" Armin asked. "Isn't Oluo in grade twelve?"

Eren nodded. "Yeah but Connie's older sister dragged him along. She knows him."

Armin only nodded in response. The rest of their walk was in a comfortable silence. When they arrived, there were people on the front lawn either passed out or talking with slurred speech. The house itself looked pretty expensive with red bricks and a black roof. Hanging off the roof were flowerpots. Two of them fell to the ground and broke. The door was a fancy french door and the front porch had white pillars from the railing to the roof above. There was music blaring so Armin could hear what was playing clearly. He was surprised no one had called the police yet.

Eren grabbed his wrist and led him inside. It was overcrowded and loud; Armin could barely hear himself think. He just allowed himself be dragged along through the crowd.

"Oh!" He exclaimed. "There's Connie. Stay here. Wait never mind, go do something! Have fun! I'll go find you later!"

"Wait, Eren—!"

But the brunette had already disappeared in the crowed. Armin groaned. He didn't want to come in the first place, but now Eren had ditched him. What was he supposed to do, anyway? He shoved his hands in his pants pockets and stalked through the main floor, taking in his surroundings. He looked at the different kinds of people. Some were lounging on the furniture talking like normal people, some couples were making out in the corners of the room, and some were full out drunk, walking or dancing in a funny way and talking in slurred voices.

He sighed, wondering why he hadn't just gone home when Eren said they were going to a party. Armin walked to the kitchen, which looked like it had less people than the rest of the house. Right when he walked in, a beer bottle that had been thrown had shattered against the wall beside his head.

"C-calm down, Reiner!"

Armin turned away from the glass and to the voice. Behind the counter was Bertholdt, Annie (both looking sober), and a very drunk Reiner. His eyes were bloodshot, his hair was extremely messy, and half his jacket had fallen off his shoulder.

"D...don't tell me w-what tah do!" He shouted. He picked up another beer from the counter and popped it open. Annie swiped it from his clutch and put it on the counter, farther away from the tall blonde boy. "H- *hic* hey! Gimme tha-at back!" He lunged for it, but Annie grabbed it before him and pulled it away. Reiner stood to his full height, towering over Annie. "Gimme the fucking beer!"

"No! Reiner you've—"

Reiner glared at her and reeled his arm back. He punched her in the gut and her eyes widened as she let the beer go. She stumbled a few feet back into the fridge. She held her stomach in pain, her eyes tightly shut. "Reiner!" Bert yelled. He tried to restrain the blonde boy but Reiner just pushed him back. Armin's eyes widened. He rushed forward and grabbed ahold of the burly boy's arm. Reiner shook him off and propelled Armin back into Bert, forcing the two to fall over. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. He knew Reiner was a jerk but he never thought he'd hurt Annie, even drunk.

Annie opened an eye, and looked in his direction. They made eye contact and the first thing Armin noticed hidden in her eyes was desperation. While she was distracted, Reiner stepped forwards and kicked Annie in the shin. She yelped and stumbled. Reiner grabbed her hair, but before he could do anything more Bert had pushed Armin off of his body and jumped on Reiner again. Bertholdt pulled the drunk boy back and gave him a punch in the face for good measure. Reiner then passed out from the amount of alcohol he had consumed.

Armin got up and rushed towards the petite blonde girl, who was now sitting on the floor. Bertholdt positioned Reiner so his back against the counter then crawled to Annie's side. "Annie!" Bertholdt called. "Are you alright?!"

Armin was looking at her with wide eyes. He didn't really know what to say. Annie opened her eyes and looked at the two boys. "I'm fine." She grumbled, then tried to stand up. Annie yelped and fell back down, holding her shin. "Shit." She muttered under her breath.

Armin stood up and offered his hand. "Here, Annie. Let me help." Annie looked up at him, cobalt eyes on crystal. She took his hand and he pulled her up. Bertholdt stood afterwards. "Annie, I can give you a ride back to your place. Come on."

She nodded. Bert knelt for a moment and Armin assisted her as she climbed on Bert's back. When the tall boy straightened, he looked down at Armin. "Thanks. Help me get her to the car, would you?"

Armin nodded. "Anything. But what about...?" He looked pointedly at the passed-out Reiner.

Bertholdt made a face. "I'll get him once Annie's in the car."

Armin nodded, and the three made their way threw the crowd. Armin opened the front door and they walked down the stairs to a deep red Ford Escape. Bert reached in his pocket and threw Armin the keys. He quickly unlocked the back doors and opened them, then laid Annie on the back seat. Bert huffed. "I'll be right back. I'm gunna go get Reiner. Hopefully he won't wake up until we drop Annie off."

Armin nodded, and the taller boy ran inside. Armin looked inside the car at the blonde girl. She had fallen asleep, and she looked so peaceful and beautiful. She had a small, barely noticeable smile across her lips, so she looked like she was having a pleasant dream.

Armin's eyebrows furrowed. He didn't understand. How did they take this so lightly? How could Annie fall asleep so quickly after being in obvious pain? Armin was worried about what would happen to her. Would she have to go to the hospital? Maybe I'm worrying too much, he thought.

Moments later the dark haired boy was back, carrying the burly blonde with an arm around his waste and keeping the other boy's arm around his shoulder. Bert threw him in the passengers seat and buckled him up, then shut the back and passenger doors. Bertholdt sighed and turned to Armin. "Thank you again for your help."

"It was no problem, really. I didn't want Reiner to hurt her," Armin shifted from one foot to the other. "But tell me, has this happened before?"

Bertholdt looked down. "Yes, it has. The three of us have been friends since we were in kindergarden. Reiner, though, has been drinking since he was twelve. He's always had this problem. We try to avoid it, but it doesn't always...work out."

"What do you mean 'work out'?"

"I'll see you some other time." He said in a hurry, and smiled weakly at Armin. He then walked around the car into the drivers side and started the car. He pulled out of the driveway and drove the two blondes to their respective homes.

As Armin watched the car disappear down the road, he felt a hand rest on his shoulder. Looking over, he saw Eren huffing with his other hand on his knee. "D...dude!" He huffed. "I've been...looking...for you! What are you...doing out here?"

Armin glanced back down the street. A worried expression was plastered on his face. "I'll explain some other time. I'm heading home. Its been a long night."

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The stories Eren tells Armin about math class were actual events that happened in my class the other day, so you cant say i pulled them out of the blue.

Do you hate me? Its possible. I dono i mean she only got beat up a LITTLE... Im a good person.

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