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Eren blinked slowly as Mikasa wiped the corner of his lips with a napkin for the fifth time on their way out of the clinic.
He had cotton in both sides of his mouth and a lost look in his eyes as if he had just returned from another dimension.
His hair was a mess and his cheeks were flushed, whether from the anesthesia, the heat, or the feeling of being completely out of this earthly plane.
"You... you are my sister," he suddenly stammered, looking at Mikasa with an expression of profound realization.
"Yes, Eren. I'm Mikasa. Your sister. Since you were born" She adjusted the sweater on his shoulders while opening the car door.
Her voice was filled with a bit of annoyance and affection.
Mikasa had spent the whole morning listening to him babble nonsense because of the anesthesia.
"Thank you for... taking care of me," he said with such a dramatic tone that Mikasa couldn't help but laugh.
On the driver's side, Jean turned from his seat when he saw Eren enter. His mocking smile and his phone were the first things Eren saw when he managed to focus properly.
"Don't take pictures of him, Jean," Mikasa said, taking the phone away from him.
"Just one. Please, you know he would do the same to me" said Jean from the driver's seat, while laughing at Eren and trying to retrieve his phone.
At that moment, something tapped on the back door window, and Jean smiled from ear to ear "Ready to meet the love of your life, Eren?"
"What?" Eren squinted, still processing the question.
At that moment, the door on the other side opened, and the sun seemed to shine directly on a familiar silhouette that leaned in to look inside the car.
"Hey, Eren" greeted Armin, sweet as always.
His voice was soft, patient, and cheerful upon seeing Eren. He was wearing an open jacket and his hair was somewhat tousled by the wind.
Eren stood there, frozen, staring at him.
Two seconds passed. Then three. And then, in the fourth second, Eren said it with complete sincerity:
"You are beautiful".
Mikasa shook her head, and Jean burst out laughing.
Armin smiled, entertained.
"Oh, really? Thank you, Eren" He got into the car, sitting next to him "You are cute too, you know?".
Eren blinked, clumsily tried to fix his hair and shirt, although he couldn't remove the bloodstain from earlier.
"Do you have a boyfriend?" Eren asked. Armin settled into his seat and pretended to think about it.
"Mmm… yeah".
Eren frowned, visibly disappointed.
"Who?" he ask, annoyed.
Armin didn't hesitate. He pulled down the sleeve of his jacket a bit, revealing his tattoo on the inner arm.
A small purple heather flower, stylized, with fine and careful lines.
Eren knew that flower. He had tattooed it himself. It was the flower of the month of March, His month. He had designed it for Armin last year.
"My boyfriend is a tattoo artist," Armin said, without taking his eyes off Eren "He has long hair, the prettiest green eyes I've ever seen, and he swears when he gets too excited. Sometimes he laughs in his sleep, and he always gives me his jacket when I'm cold even though he's cold too. He got me this tattoo because I told him I loved the idea of carrying something of his on my skin".
Eren looked at him, processing... slowly everything.
Mikasa was clearly trying not to laugh while Jean bit his fist, holding back a huge laugh as he drove.
Finally, Eren whispered with wide-open eyes.
"That is the flower of my month."
Armin nodded, delighted.
Eren let out a dazzling laugh, as if he had just received the best news in the universe.
"HOLY SHIT, I'm your boyfriend" he said.
"Yes, Eren. You are".
"Wow!" he said, and then Eren lunged at Armin.
Not with force, but with the clumsiness of someone who falls by accident.
He ended up with his head on Armin's shoulder, holding his face with one hand "How did I get someone so gorgeous? Do we kiss?"
"A couple of times" Armin said, suppressing a laugh.
"Can I kiss you now?" Eren raised a hand, touching Armin's bottom lip. He looked at him as if he was an angel descended from heaven.
Armin leaned in and gave Eren a small kiss on the lips, sweet, casual, brief.
Eren stood still. Then he brought a hand to his chest.
"Oh Fuck. You're real" he said, his eyes wide open.
Armin burst into laughter. Mikasa rolled her eyes with a smile, and just when they thought Eren was finally calming down, he turned to Armin.
He put his face in the hollow of Armin's neck and touched his chin with his fingers "your skin is so soft and you smell like expensive vanilla soap" he leaned in even more and Armin could only laugh "H-hey… can I kiss your neck?".
"What?" Armin asked, amused as a blush formed on his cheeks.
"It's just that… " Eren leaned in closer, whispering in his ear "I bet you taste so sweet there… and you have no idea how much I want to mark you".
Armin burst out laughing, half pushing Eren, half leaning on him.
"Eren, you're so high right now!"
"I'm in love!" Eren shouted, before awkwardly kissing his jaw and then his neck, it was really clumsy due to the anesthesia.
"You are so beautiful,I want to eat you, starting with your beautiful legs"
Eren awkwardly moved his free hand to Armin's thighs and caressed them.
"Eren, you're in a car with your sister" Armin said, nervously laughing, looking at where Mikasa and Jean were.
"I don't give a fuck" Eren replied.
"Eren" Mikasa warned with a deadly voice.
Eren kissed Armin's neck slowly again while caressing his legs and then his waist.
"I want to have you so close that I can't even think straight" said Eren, and Armin couldn't stop laughing. His face was red, his eyes shining with fun "I want to see you naked and make love to you".
"STOP IT!!" shouted Mikasa and Jean let out such a loud laugh that the car veered a bit to the side.
"Well i'll be damned, I didn't know your brother had all that weird dirt talking on him" said Jean, looking at Mikasa.
Mikasa sighed and murmured, "I'm never going to help you with anything again Eren."
"Hey!" shouted Eren, his face still pressed against Armin's neck "You said you would take care of me".
"I'm taking care of you!" Mikasa replied without looking at him.
Then she added "I just didn't think you'd need help not fucking your boyfriend in the backseat of the car".
"I'm not doing that!" Eren replied with a sleepy voice "I'm just declaring eternal love with kisses and words. It's different".
Armin, still laughing, ran his hand through Eren's hair, making Eren look into each other's eyes.
"Okey okey what are you going to do when the anesthesia wears off, Romeo?" said Armin while stroking his head.
Eren murmured, his eyes started to close with every soft touch from Armin.
"I’m going to ask you to marry me. But only if you let me kiss you more" he stammered while leaning on Armin's shoulder.
"I'll think about it," Armin said, giving him a small kiss on the forehead.
Jean and Mikasa shared a glance.
"How long does the anesthesia last?" Jean asked.
"I don't know" Mikasa replied “But I hope it ends soon because I don’t want to get home and Eren still talking that much".
In the back, Armin, with Eren dozing and hugging his waist, look like the most happy man in the world.
"I love you so much," Eren said, and Armin laughed again; his ribs were about to hurt for laughing so much.
Eren's eyes could barely stay open.
Armin kissed him again, this time longer, just so Eren would be left speechless once more and finally close his eyes with a smile on his lips.
"I love you to Eren".
Armin continued to stroke Eren's head, and in his mind, he knew that this moment, so ridiculous and disastrous, would be one of his happiest memories.