《3-Way | erenxblackreaderxarmin》episode ¹¹ pt1.
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Y/n pov
I woke up in his arms. That cute round face of his was so adorable. But we had to get up we practically slept the whole day.
"Armin... Cutie, wake up." I gently shook him awake. "Can't we stay like this a little longer?" He mumbled.
He rolled over a little and layed his head between my boobs. His hands slid down my waist as he continued to nuzzle his face into my chest.
"C'mon, we gotta get up and at least eat something." He finally gave in and sat up.
"We cooking or ordering?" He asked. "Lets cook a different time." He shrugged his shoulders and pulled out his phone to order some food.
^yall food^
We sat in bed and ate our food. The silence was so peaceful. There was no one here to bother us.
"Hey Armin... I like this, when its just us." I said as I leaned into his body. I could see a tint of red grow across his face.
"Me too, its refreshing" he layed his head on mine.
*slam* we jolted up. I quickly searched for a weapon of some kind and grabbed it. I watched as Armin grabbed a bat from the corner and slowly walk tobthe bedroom door.
The footsteps got louder. "Go in the closet." Armin whispered. I shook my head and went into the closet.
Dis a big ass closet, I wonder if we could fu–
Now is not the time
"Armin, where are you?" A female voice? Who the fuck was that?
"Annie?" He answered. What the fuck is going on. I crawled close to the closet door. I looked through and saw a tall blonde girl.
It wasn't the same girl from earlier. She jumped in Armin's arms and gave him a kiss.
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Wtf
I stared in pure hatred. Did this nigga have a girlfriend? No he couldn't... right? He didn't even push her away.
He just stood there and eventually kissed back. Something in me broke. I had the urge to cry?
I felt hot streams run down my face. I decided to just go back to my original spot in the closet and stay there.
Did he mean what he said last night? Did he like me? Was I not important? I sat in the fetal position as more tears poured from my eyes.
"Y/n!" I heard Armin yell. I couldn't move, if he saw me...
What would he do?
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No one's pov
Immediate flashbacks started. Y/n sat in the floor rocking back and forth.
Non stop yelling, chasing, beatings, ran through y/n's head. "No, no, no, no,
no— please." Y/n whimpered.
She was in a trance. Y/n hadn't even noticed Armin opening the door. He was shocked.
He quickly made his way to her. He tried to grab her but she swatted his hand away.
"No!" Y/n jumped. She trembling, her cheeks were stained with tears. Y/n was loosing her mind.
One moment she saw Armins face the next she saw .
Armin tried reaching for her again but she screamed. Armin ran out the closet and grabbed his phone.
He quickly dialed Connie's number, telling him to come over immediately.
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That's it for today, see ya next Friday
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