Complexity- Armin x Reader

Chapter 7: Shaking the Devil's Hand

"I have no idea what could have possessed you guys to do all that."

Jean tilted his head back and kept smirking much to Armin and Y/n's annoyance.

"What can I say except that we care about you guys?"

"What are you talking about?" Armin questioned in a hoarse voice, still recovering from his near-death experience with his hashbrown.

Eren walked over from his table that he had sat at with Mikasa, Connie and Sasha and stood in front of the other half of the group, holding a bag full of trash from his finished meal.

"Hey guys, Mikasa and I are gonna head over to the market right now. You guys are free to go if you want or you can come with us. Whatever you'd like." And with that, he walked off towards the trash can to get rid of the bag.

The rest of the group began to collect their things and throw their trash away. Connie quickly downed the rest of his chocolate milk and tossed it into the bin while Sasha was hurrying to scarf down the last bit of food she had left.

"Did you wanna go to the store, Jean?" Marco asked.

"Yeah, I need to get my protein shakes."

Eren snickered over at Jean as he heard this. For the umpteenth time this morning, Jean felt annoyed with the chestnut-haired boy. He put his hands on his hips and glared towards him.

"What's the fucking problem, Eren? Nothing wrong with wanting to get swole." Jean flexed his biceps over at Eren's unimpressed face, kissing each one of his muscles. Marco put his hand up to his forehead and shook his head at Jean out of embarrassment for his friend. "What, Marco?"

"Marco's probably just thinking how lame you look doing that since you have nothing to show for. This is what being swole looks like." Eren started to flex as well and make over exaggerated poses. This time, Jean was unimpressed.

"You both look ridiculous." Mikasa deadpanned as she flicked her gray, uninterested eyes from Jean's biceps to the market in the distance. She knew that she and Eren had to get home soon to clean before they were dead meat, so she looked over towards Eren and smacked the back of his head.

"OW! What was that for?!" He glared over at the expressionless girl before being dragged along in the direction of the store, Mikasa gripping his arm firmly.

"Those so-called 'muscles' of yours won't save you from Mom and Dad if they get home and see the mess from last night. We need to hurry the hell up."

"Yeah! You tell him, Mikasa!" Connie pumped his fist as he and Sasha hurried behind them.

"Ohhhh I'm gonna get tons of snacks." Sasha was frothing at the mouth even after having eaten the entire McDonald's menu.

Y/n grabbed her backpack and threw the trash away before turning to Armin.

"Well, I guess we're going to the store. Maybe I can get you some scrunchies?"

He rolled his eyes at his friend before smiling. "Keep dreaming."

The girl frowned at him. "Aw. But I want to see Ponytail Armin again."

The blonde collected his satchel and tossed his trash into the garbage before trailing behind the group that was now on their way to the store. He turned away from Y/n, clearing his throat while trying to hide the tinge of red on his face before turning to give her a sideways look. A small smile was etched on his face.

"We'll see about that."

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Eren and Mikasa were strolling around the store after having secured a shopping cart. Y/n and Armin followed behind them while the others had split off in search of their own groceries.