The morning started with the sun beaming though the half-closed blinds, shining brightly against Jean's eyes. He awoke with a sore neck and attempted to reach his arm behind his head to rub out the knot, only to realize that it was being held in place by Armin's dainty hands. They had fallen asleep in each other's Arms.
Jean blushed at that thought before decided to shake Armin slightly, "Hey, hey wake up."
The boy's eyes fluttered open, they were a bit red from last night, but other than that and the slight puffiness in his cheeks Armin seemed completely fine. As if the incident never took place.
He's so strong, Jean thought to himself. Armin's been through so much shit. It's not fair what this life is doing to him, and yet he chooses me for comfort. Me, of all people, for moral…show more content… Stop being such a geek."
The blonde laughed nervously, "Right, right."
"By the way," Jean got up to stretch. And the other watched his muscles flex intently. "Your grandpa stopped by last night and dropped of some clothes for you. They're in the bathroom if you want to change."
Armin could still feel the heat radiating off of his cheeks, "h-he did?" The boy stood on wobbly feet and made his way towards the bathroom, "Uh.. thanks." Armin paused for a brief moment, "Y'know... for last night." And with that, he stepped inside the bathroom, closing the door behind himself.
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The bathroom door flung open with a slam and Jean shot up fro his spot in the bed. Armin began pacing around the dimly lit room typing away as fast as his little thumbs could could, or at least as fast as someone could text on a flip phone. Worry etched across the boys face and Jean stood.
"What's wrong? What happened."
Armin kept moving his thumbs at full speed, completly developed into his phone.
"Armin!"
The blonde stopped suddenly, "I-It's Eren! He's... He's in the hospital. I.. need to go!" The blonde quickly slipped on his shoes.
