Chapter 3
Eren
Despite his earlier hopes, he really hated his job. He hated being someone's assistant, catering to their every need, and completing mundane tasks that seem to slow down time, if that’s at all possible. He let out an irritable groan, as he sat back down at his desk and looked out the window.
He didn't mind Erwin. Not at all actually. He was sweet and fair, sending Eren to bring him coffee or deliver papers to people, shit like that. Sometimes, Erwin would buy him a coffee first thing in the morning, which was greatly appreciated.
Sure, Erwin was attractive and intelligent, the kind of man someone could easily fall for, but he just couldn’t see Erwin that way. He let his mind drift to Levi instead.
That man, on the other hand… Eren found that it was hard to keep his mind off him. He was very good looking, his appearance more suited to that of a model, not a CEO. He couldn't deny that fact.
Eren sighed and got up to use the bathroom. The journey there was short since the bathroom was just down the hall. But upon arrival, Eren could hear the faint sound of crying. He raised an eyebrow. That sounded a lot like Armin.
His steps quickened as he pushed his way through the heavy door. He looked around momentarily before spotting Armin sobbing in the corner. Eren’s eyes widened as he ran towards Armin's side.
"Armin! What's wrong? Did someone hurt you?" He kneeled down next to him, gently rubbing his back.
"J-J-Jean, h-he works here." Eren feels his heart drop at the sound of that name on his best friend's lips. His chest filled with anger as he tightened his hands into fists at his side.
Eren stormed out of the room. He needed to calm down before things got bad. But as he walked all over the building, looking for that horse-faced bastard, he found it did little to calm him down. After not finding any trace of the asshole, he walked into an empty room and punched the wall.
"Fuck!"
"Eren..." He turned to see Armin standing at the door. His eyes were red. Clearly he had been crying. Eren’s voice cracked as he spoke.
"I'm sorry Armin, I didn't mean to leave you like that. "
"Eren it's-"
"Where is he? I want to beat his face in-"
"Eren!"
"Armin, no! He hurt you! He cheated on you with Marco! Have you really forgotten that? It took you a long time to move on and now you have to put up with him here? It’s bullshit."
"I know, but I really have moved on! I'm happy.” Armin claimed, eyebrows furrowed.
“Then why were you sobbing in the bathroom?” Eren asks, unconvinced.
“Don’t worry about it. I promise, I’m okay. Just please don't do anything that will upset Grandpa, please?" Armin pleaded.
"No, you were crying for a reason. I want to know why." Eren stayed stubborn. “Tell me Armin, or I swear to god I'll…” Eren said, angrily before being shocked into silence at the feeling of soft lips against his. He pulled away quickly, confused and mildly irritated.
“Wait..?”
"I love you Eren, please. Let it go."
He stared into Armin's ocean blue eyes.
Did Armin just...kiss me?
"Armin, why-"
"Eren. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to, I-"
Eren sighed and held up a hand. “Don’t worry about it, right?... it’s… it’s okay. Armin.” Eren said, no longer looking him in the eye.
"Let's go find horse-face." Eren said, changing topic. Armin rolled his eyes and shook his head.
"It's like talking to a brick wall with you."
"Yep. You know me so well.” Eren said, walking back to his area with Armin at his side.
Mikasa
Mikasa walked by the employee lounge and turned to see Armin and Eren kissing. Mikasa felt her heart stop.
Eren...and Armin...?
Were they dating? How long? If not, then why did they kiss? She had so many questions and she’ll be sure to get to the bottom of each one.
Seriously...were they dating?
Focus Mikasa! She mentally chided herself., shaking her head. She didn't even notice when she bumped into a blonde girl.
"Watch where you're going." Mikasa muttered.
The blonde chick glared at her. "Why don't you watch where you going."
Mikasa took a good look at the girl and damn, was she attractive. The blonde girl sneered and walked away. She watched the blonde turn down the hallway and Mikasa scoffed. Icey bitch.
"Hi!" She turned back around to see a dark red haired girl smiling brightly at her. Where are they all coming from?
"Um..hi."
"I'm Sasha, are you new here?" Mikasa nodded.
"I'm Mikasa." She gave her a small smile.
"Do you need help with anything?"
"Yeah, actually. I need help finding the printer. Can you-?"
"Say no more, follow me!" Mikasa nodded and followed the bright girl.
Maybe this wasn't so bad. Maybe.