Armin's POV:

I woke up with my head throbbing painfully. I had never felt this before; it felt like I was being repeatedly hit on the head with a frying pan.

I tried to clutch my forehead then realised there was something wrapped around me. Ugh, was Fluffy lying on top of me? I pushed at it and felt... Skin

I let out a gasp and shoved at the arm. It just wrapped tighter around me and then I saw who was sleeping next to me.

Eren!!

I felt my whole face illuminate a bright scarlet as I looked sideways at him. He was still asleep with his hair sticking everywhere, mouth hung slightly open and a tiny bit of dribble rolling down his chin.

He looked so smexy even with the dribble. That's when I noticed he had a hickey on his cheek.
Oh god...
I hadn't. Had I?!

Why was he in my bed? I checked under the covers to make sure we were wearing clothes. Phew..

Then I remember all the beer and how I'd got drunk and kissed him and he was crying and saying stop then he took me to be and hugged me to help me sleep.

I slipped out of my bed and padded down to the kitchen while clutching my head. I can't believe I would KISS his cheek even if I was drunk.. He was trying to push me away too..

Quietly, I threw out the empty beer cans and checked the clock. It was 10:30. Shit! Eren has work at 10:40! My headache was beginning to clear up and Eren didn't get as drunk as me so he should be fine.

I ran to my room and poked him till he slapped my hand and groaned. Clearly he had forgot about last night already somehow. He wasn't acting strange. Yet.

"Ar-muh-in, geddoff!", he groaned slapping my hand and burying his nose into the blanket. My blanket.

"Eren, you're gonna be late for work!!", I whispered nervously.

"WHHAAAA??!", he sprang out of bed, knocking me over as he ran to his room. I sat on my butt for a minute just listening to him fumbling about for his clothes and stuff.

I stood up and made my bed then went and got some breakfast.

"BYE ARMIN! Thanks for waking me up! bAiAiaIaiA!!", he yelled as I heard him slam the door without eating.

I ate my cornflakes in silence then went to the bathroom mirror and tried to fix up my face. I looked ridiculous, hair everywhere and face puffy. If Eren was ever gay, he could do much better than me.

"I hate you", I whispered, staring at my reflection in the mirror. The ugly girl-like person stared back and stayed like that in the ghostly silence.

" I HATE YOU", I shouted at the reflection which did the same back.

I was so fat too whereas Eren was fit and tan. I saw tears dripping down my cheeks. It looked even worse. That's when I realised how I should lose weight.

Not eat.

Eren's POV:

I remembered last nights events clearly but I had decided to forget them. Either way, what Armin said was meaningless drunk-talk. I made it to work a minute late but nobody noticed since my job isn't very important- I put books on shelves and serve people food.

I was touching my cheek a lot of the morning, aware the others had probably seen my hickey. I relived that moment over again and again in my head a hundred times.

Armin came in later than usual, which was lunchtime,his face was very slightly puffy like he had been crying. I decided to ignore it.

"Armin!! Hey, what can I get you? Sasha's made these delicious cakes- I could add extra sugar on yours if a want?", I smiled at him as he walked in. When I said 'extra sugar' and 'cakes' he sort of scowled. Strange..

"I don't really want anything Eren.", he said bluntly, as he picked up a book and sat down.

"Really? Did you already have lunch??," he shook his head,"umm ok.. Anyway, I found this really funny fashion magazine and I got some pens so we can give them moustaches", I wiggled my eyebrows, using my finger as a moustache.

He sat and watched me awkwardly as I drew the moustaches by myself and obediently laughed when I made a joke.

He was acting like a doll that has no emotions. This was not like Armin.. He had a small frown on his face the whole time.

"Armin, are you sure you don't want something to eat?", I questioned concerned

"Yeah, I'm um, not hungry", he murmured unconvincingly.

"You sure?"

"Yes. I'm sure", he said sounding agitated

"Super duper sure?"

"YES IM SUPER DUPER SURE", he half-yelled in my face. I jumped back in surprise, hitting my head on the sharp corner of the bookshelf.

Suddenly, his face crumpled guiltily as I rubbed the back of my head.

"Eren!! I'm so sorry", he squealed on the verge of tears. I touched the back of my head and looked at my hand. Blood. And lots of it. Too much..

The last thing I heard was Armin scream. It echoed through my head making everything more painful.

Suddenly, everything was

BLACK

A/N: My babies pls stahp ;-;. Pls favourite if you're liking the story so far!