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( CONNIE & ARMIN, 3-WAY)
XIII.  FOR THE CAM . ‧₊˚♥︎
00. 12 | 12:51 AM | 愛 

☆ ˚ ༘ ⋆  kenna marched angrily into the party, with iclyn trailing quickly behind her. guys whistled at the two, in which kenna would just flip them off, cursing them out just because she was annoyed. "damn bitch, can you slow down?"

kenna would approach a familiar brunette; eren. she'd grab him by his jacket, quickly forcing his body forward. "where the fuck is connie?" she'd ask him, gripping her nails into his jacket. eren's eyes would go wide a bit as he watched the monster in front of him, and even jean would quickly walk away, making a break for it while he could.

"he's at that bar!" she'd release eren, dropping his body back on the couch he was on. he was coughing up air, saying something about her being a "crazy bitch" and whatnot. kenna didn't even care, she was used to being labeled as such.

"damn... what did eren do?" iclyn asked, whistling as she waved him goodbye.

kenna shrugs. "nothing, just wanted to do that. he's so annoying, can't see how him and armin are friends." kenna would go searching for the bar, finally reaching it and seeing connie a little further into the distance.

two girls had been talking to him, and they were dressed pretty provocatively. and then, one of the girls would lean in, kissing him right on the lips. the next one would do the same, before placing a hand on his lap, and whispering something in his ear. he laughed, clearly eating all the attention up. kenna— for once was actually surprised. what the hell was he even doing?

"this nigga is fumbling the bag right now..." iclyn would add on, referring to you. "that girl ain't even all that, he could do better. wait, is he drunk or something?"

"doesn't matter, record it." kenna says, nudging iclyn.

iclyn just sighed, taking her phone out and opening the camera app. "you're lucky i like drama, but this kinda fucked up. i kinda want [name] to see it though, armin had you fucked up earlier."

"yeah." kenna says, sighing. "his attitude gets worse by the day. and the hoe was wearing his shit, i wonder what lie she had to make up to convince him. be for real with me, you think armin would actually like someone like her?"

"uh... shi, ion' know. over you? not really..." iclyn says, ending the video once she got enough footage. "should i post this on the school page?" kenna nods, finally walking over to connie.

"fuck off." she'd tell the three girls, who eventually did just that. she'd clear her throat, catching connie's attention. well, he was drunk, that was for sure. he'd roll his eyes once he noticed her, asking her what she wanted.

"is this about armin, again?" kenna would sit down next to the handsome male, ordering herself a drink while she was at it. "what are you doing? and why'd you just kick those girls to the curb? i was busy."

"you'll be alright. anyway, you told me armin doesn't like that girl, but the two of them were walking together after the game." connie genuinely seemed annoyed, handsome features displaying irritation.

"you interrupted me for a discussion about armin? are you serious, loco?" kenna would laugh nervously, shrugging her shoulders. "yeah, i did. let's go outside, handsome." she'd say, before getting up front her seat. she'd swallow what little bit of a drink she had, before walking elsewhere.

by the time the two of them were outside, kenna had already lit a blunt for connie to smoke. he was more relaxed, leaning against the front door of the house. "how many times do i have to tell you? armin isn't interested in [name], he's just being polite."

"being polite? but he ain't nice to me at all, nor polite in the slightest." connie would shrug, glancing at her. "yeah, it's cause you're annoying as fuck, and crazy. no wonder he's rude to you, and purposely avoids you." kenna would nudge armin, though he hadn't budged.

"like that [name] bitch is any better." she mutters, thinking back to you. "do you even like her for real? you can't be serious about her if you're talking to other bitches." well, kenna wasn't mad. you didn't deserve connie either.

"why would i be serious about her if we aren't a thing?" connie asked, taking just one more puff from the blunt before handing it to kenna, who put it out. "you should worry about yourself as well, you sound like you're obsessed with her."

"why would i be obsessed with her?" kenna snapped, eyes rolling. "look at me, and look at her. what's there to worry about?"

connie would eye kenna, and he'd sort of compare you two in his mind. "no comment; but anyway, i think you should just move on from armin. what do you even see in him? he's nerdy, and standoffish. me personally, i wouldn't go after someone who slept with me, and cut me off right after. you look mad desperate imo."

kenna rolled her eyes, muttering an incoherent swear beneath her breath. "everytime i talk about armin you make it sound like i'm dumb. obviously i wouldn't fucking like him if he didn't lead me on with sex."

"you were obsessed before he even slept with you, now you think the two of you are locked in, or some shit." connie would sigh, tucking his hands into his pocket. "and if he lead you on for sex, why the fuck do you like him? do you hear yourself right now?"

iclyn was now offended. connie never actually seemed overly annoyed with her until just now. "whatever, nigga. fuck you, i'm outta here. have fun with those two whores." kenna would walk off without saying anything else, and connie would just watch her.

unfortunately, she was still as difficult as ever. but she'd get over herself soon, she always did.

☆ ˚ ༘ ⋆ you were sitting in your room with maria, who was putting some avacado spread on a piece of toast. it was a white girl meal that surprisingly ate, well at least to you. you were trying to get maria's reaction on it, since she said she was trying to eat healthier. "can you take a bite already? that's my last avacado, and i want some incase you don't like it."

maria would take a bite from it, chewing slowly. "it's not that bad, but the texture throwing me off." you take the piece of toast from her hands, getting a bite yourself. maria would roll her eyes dramatically, before opening her phone.

"oh shit, looks like there's video from the after-party circulating around on the school's page. i'm tired of seeing eren, and jean's face everytime i open this damn page." you'd lean over maria, hands on her shoulder so that you could catch a better glimpse at her screen.

"those two never stay in the house, so i ain't even surprised." you'd explain, sighing. after a quick glance in the mirror you realized you were still wearing armin's jacket. "wait, i'll be right back. i need to give armin back his stuff." maria would nod her head as you got up from your bed, now leaving the room.

you were about to knock on armin's door until you saw the front door was open. you'd walk quietly over, peeking your head out of the front door. "why are you just sitting in the darkness? you good?" you'd ask him, stepping outside. armin would sort of glance at you, seemingly surprised.

"why are you awake? it's like two in the morning." you'd shrug your shoulders, taking a seat next to him; on the bench. "i came to give you back your jacket, but you seemed busy. oh,
you want some avacado toast?"

armin looked at you, glancing briefly at the piece of toast in your hands. "why is it half eaten?" you'd shrug, before taking another bite out of it. "nevermind, uh... why are you out here again?" the blonde wasn't sure what to do, since he stepped out for a breather. now it was just hard to focus with you here, sitting next to him without a care in the world.

"your jacket. anyway, are we meditating?" you'd wonder, closing your eyes as you folded your hands over your lap. armin would chuckle at your foolishness, very intrigued.

"sure." scoffs armin. "were you always this nosy?"

"no, but you're hard to read so it's fun bothering you." you admit, taking your last bite of the toast. "so be honest with me, you don't really like the anti-social, boring, loner life, right?"

"it's actually enjoyable." armin began, eyebrows furrowing once he actually took a second to process what you said. he'd nudge you, yet not hard enough to the push you off of the bench. "who are you calling a loner?" he'd almost smile hearing you laugh in the midst of it all. "i'm not a loner, i have a few friends."

"you're the type to bring a book to the concert." who would bring a book to a concert? that just defeats the purpose. "what? you know there's people who actually do that? shit is crazy..."

"that's stupid. why waste your time and money on a ticket just to read? you can do that at home." you shrug, suddenly remembering you were having a sleepover with maria today. you'd get up from your seat, missing the way armin's eyes followed you.

"goodnight. have fun staring off into the dark, starry night like a weirdo." you leave the door open just as it was, before walking back to your room. laying on maria's back, you peek your head over at her phone.

"what are you watching?" you ask, narrowing your eyebrows.

"some stories. damn that party seemed wild as fuck, look at this shit." she'd tell you, handing you her phone. "like i knew it before, but eren and jean some hoes... especially that nigga eren."

you were clicking through the stories, nodding your head. you were a bit distracted, stopping at a specific story. it was a video of connie with what, two girls? why were they kissing him? hell, who recorded this? "oh yeah, connie... i'm not even surprised, every time he's at one of these parties he's with a new girl."

every time? jesus. you were confused, since you thought he was flirting with you tonight. guess not. it's not like you expected anything anyway, especially from an athlete. "you wanna watch cory? if that nigga uploaded."

you and maria turned it on coryxkenshin and watched his spooky scary sunday videos. still it was hard to focus when you were thinking about that video. it's not like you thought connie liked you anyways, it was just a little insulting that's all.