Fangirl Armin x Reader 8:Be a Man

So why do good girls like bad guys?


I had this question for a real long time


I've been a bad boy and it's plain to see


So why do good girls fall in love with me?


Who-

You slammed your hand down at your phone, shutting up the alarm that blared in your room. It got you in a good mood though, since it was Falling in Reverse. This was the perfect Monday alarm. Today was the last day of summer, and your mother had agreed to drive you and the boys to go clothes shopping. Levi had applied for a teaching job, and his interview was today. Why you didn’t know this ahead of time, you didn’t know, but right now you honestly didn’t care. You kept glancing at Armin, who was sitting between you and Eren. He was currently staring out Eren’s window, and you wanted nothing more than to take his hand and hold it the whole car ride, but you didn’t want him to be embarrassed. You wanted him to let you know when it was okay, because you made it pretty clear to him that you didn’t care what you did with him, just as long as it didn’t give you children. Not only would your school not appreciate that, but your MOTHER would HATE YOU!

You personally didn’t want to take your chances.

And you didn’t think Armin would either.

You had to admit one thing though…he’d probably make adorable babies.

‘God why am I thinking this?’

You stared out your window with a bright blush on your face. Just the simple thought of his children made you freak out. If Armin made you feel this happy and bashful, then he’s clearly the guy for you. I mean look at him, WHO WOULDN’T WANT HIM?? Girl you are lucky that he’s dating you.

“(Y/n) you look sick,” Eren said, “You doin okay?”

You giggled, “Of course I’m okay.”

“Well your face is red.”

Levi glanced between you and Armin, smirking. He knows. Armin caught onto this and started brightening up his face as well. You smiled at the blonde, who smiled gently back. Your heart fluttered as you stared into his blue eyes, caught in a sea of blue kindness and love. Those passionate eyes captured your being, forgetting reality. You loved Armin, there was no denying that. Why would you search up fanfictions of him if you didn’t care about him as much as you did? Why would you take your time on fanart of him, or finding fanart of him? It’s because you loved him as much as you did.

“Honey,” your mom called, glancing up at you two in the mirror, “Did you finally see his feelings for you? That poor boy has been asking about you so much-“

“Miss. (L/n)!” Armin cried, “D-Don’t say that in front of her.”

“Oops. Sorry dear.”

You giggled, placing a small peck on his cheek, “I think it’s cute.”

“So you finally asked her?” Eren smiled, “Sheesh it took you long enough. Now you’re officially a man.”

“Eren please,” Armin whined.

“Aw Armin come on it’s your first girl. You should be proud.”

Armin sighed and mumbled out a very tiny ‘Sorry,’ before rubbing his thumb against your hand. Your light blush only darkened as you giggled.

‘Don’t apologize’ you whispered back, ‘You don’t have to.’

You stared into his eyes and smiled even more, tilting your head slightly to reassure him. He smiled back gently, his blush slightly forming on his cheeks. This is how the car ride is going so far. Levi glances from the window to you two and smirks, Eren excitedly talks to Armin about his feelings, your mom smiles the whole ride and glances at you two through the mirror every now and then, and you stare at your knees nervously with your face blushing. You had asked your mother to go to the small strip mall not too far from the house, and she was going to give you each a reasonable amount of money for nice looking pants, skirts, and button ups. Maybe even a tie. The school was always strict on professionalism, yet they didn’t have anything on buying specific uniforms. Just get something school appropriate and by gender and you’re good. Didn’t matter if your socks had skulls or your tie had a bunch of zombies all over it, as long as your skirt wasn’t too short, you wore a button up, and you weren’t wearing shorts or flip flops, you’re fine. It never made sense to you, even to this day, but a lot of things didn’t really make sense about schools, so you didn’t really ponder on it too much.

“Hey Eren,” you said, “You wouldn’t happen to have a girlfriend, would you?”

“Not currently no,” he said, “How come?”

You smile gently, “Just curious. How about you Levi?”

“No…I don’t date.”

You smiled brighter, “I wasn’t implying that you had to. I was just genuinely curious.”

In all actuality, you were thinking about your besties (e/n) and (l/n). You’d love to hook those two up with these two, not just because you wanted to go on triple dates together. Although that would be quite fun, you had to be patient. Maybe Levi and Eren are lying to you, but they had no reasons to. Why would they? It’s not like you asked if they liked anybody. Personally you didn’t want to know, but hey, if they told you, you wouldn’t ignore them. You’re becoming friends with them too, and you respected them.

You laid your head on Armin’s shoulder and kept your eyes hidden from the world until he gently poked at your cheek. At first you didn’t move, mostly because you didn’t want to move. Why would you want to move from his comfy shoulder? It made a nice pillow, so soft…

“We’re here (y/n),” he chuckled, poking at your cheek again, “You gotta get up.”

“But I don’t wanna,” you whined.

“Come on.”

“No.”

He sighed, “Okay then. Guess I’ll just go without you.”

You grabbed his arm quickly, groaning, “No don’t leave me.”

“Then you’ll have to just come with me.”

You sighed and smiled lazily, “Okay, you win. It’s hard saying no to you.”

The four of you unbuckled your seatbelts while your mother parked the car. She said she was going to be in a section of the mall, and to meet with her around two. Before you left her, she gave you each around a hundred bucks. With Armin’s hand linked with yours, you entered the mall with the boys and smiled at their expressions. You guessed they hadn’t seen buildings like this full of supplies.

“So, where do you want to start first?” You asked.