song at • (optional)
mentions of alcohol
p/n= pronouns
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"do you miss him?" sasha asked, staring at you with a huge smirk plastered across her face.
"of course, what kind of question is that sasha? i miss armin a lot." you sighed, "i've been wanting to see him, but i haven't found the time to go and visit. i've been stuck with finishing up school and work and stuff-"
"just go live with him!"
you scoffed, "sasha, i'm not in the mood for jokes right now."
"are you serious? you literally could." she took a sip from your coffee, "just do online."
"no thanks, that wouldn't look good."
"well, i don't know what to do for you now." sasha pulled out her phone, and started texting rapidly, giggling at some points.
"don't do anything stupid!" you attempted to snatch her phone, but sasha just ended up pulling it away from you.
"would i be me if i didn't do anything stupid?"
"sasha, please." you were basically begging at this point, "armin and i are doing just fine. we call and text everyday. he even mails me little gifts once in a while. we're good."
"you haven't seen him in two years, y/n. you need to see him eventually."
"i know that."
sasha rolled her eyes, and grabbed you by the arm. "anyways, connie and i wanted to take you out for your birthday. eren and mikasa might tag along too."
your birthday was tomorrow, you didn't really feel like doing any huge. but, you couldn't say know to sasha's offer.
"where are we going?"
her eyes lit up, "it's a surprise." she pushed you into your room, throwing clothes at you. "get dressed nicely!"
sitting on your bed, you stared at the pile of clothes in your hands.
in the pile, there was a sweater. that one sweater you wore the day you raked leaves with armin. his voice rang in the back of your head.
picking up a pair of shorts, it was the shorts you wore over your bathing suit to the beach with him.
shaking your head, you scolded yourself. 'enjoy yourself.'
instead of sitting there sulking, you decided to get dressed and try to have fun for that day.
sasha knocked at your door, "hurry up! connie said he's on his way!"
"okay, okay!" you scrambled to put your best clothes on, fixing up your appearance in the mirror.
just as you were about to step out, sasha slammed open the door with connie besides her.
"oh god, you look so good!" she said, taking photos of you. many appeared blurry, or blurry with you attempting to cover up the camera.
"sasha's right, y/n. amazing looking!" connie said.
"right?!" sasha sighed, "i wish i was armin."
you punched her playfully, "stop it."
she giggled, "okay how about we start going?"
**
10:30 pm
an hour drive later, you, sasha and connie arrived in front of a restaurant. a fancy looking one with marble pillars in front, lights dangling across it, and classical music coming from inside.
you gasped, looking up at the fancy looking building. "what the..."
connie laughed, "shut the fuck up and get out of the car."
walking up to the restaurant, there was a host at the front doors, taking in customers. she was a bit short, with black messy hair and a tired look on her face. the name tag on her uniform said pieck in script.
"hello! welcome to marley grill do you have a reservation for today?" she asked.
"yes! we do." connie cheered.
"name?"
connie leaned into whisper, not very quietly though, since you could hear anything we was saying. "reservation for uh, arlert."
"arlert!?" you asked, connie shushed you.
"shh, wait till we get to a table!"
"the reservation here is for 10:00 but you're good. there's two people at your table already, waiting. eren and mikasa?"
connie nodded, "yes! they're friends of ours."
pieck nodded, picking up a few menus. "follow me please."
you three followed her into the restaurant, she walked past many empty tables, but never stopped at one. instead, she led you guys through a pair of double doors, opening to a secluded room with a long table and seats. it was dimly-lit, with candles. at the table, were eren and mikasa.
"look who's here!" eren said, standing up to hug you. "happy...early birthday." he handed you flowers. "from mikasa and i."
mikasa also walked over, hugging you. "happy birthday!"
"thank you mikasa, and eren."
they were both dressed so nicely, wearing matching rings.
"sit, sit." mikasa said, pulling out a seat for you at the end of the table.
"thank you, but you don't have to treat me specially."
she whispered, "don't worry about it, armin would've done it."
"you're making it sound like he's dead."
mikasa laughed, "alright y/n."
everyone sat at the table, you at the end. "so, connie."
he stopped mid-sip of drinking champagne, side-eyeing you. "yes...?"
"the reservation is under arlert, why is that?" you asked, your chin resting in your palm.
sasha interrupted, "c'mon, is it not obvious? armin wanted to do something for you birthday, so he made a reservation alll the way from where he was. for all of us. he couldn't make it, though."
you smiled, looking down at the glass of champagne in front of you. "i'll make sure to thank him, soon."
connie and sasha whispered amongst themselves, giggling.
later on, a waiter named bertholdt took your table's order, brought out drinks and foods, and even brought out dessert.
eren, mikasa, sasha and connie sang happy birthday to you when the clock hit 12, clinking glasses together, and eating the cake that was brought out.
overall, it was an amazing night. all thanks to armin.
• at the end of the night, everyone except sasha and eren were a bit tipsy. sasha would've drank but, she was the one who drove.
on your way back to the car, your phone rang in your back pocket. "sasha, sasha wait. let me answer this." you walked off to a secluded part by the restaurant, answering the phone.
"hello?"
"happy birthday y/n!"
your heart beat faster at the sound of his voice, your face growing warmer. "hey, armin! thank you, thank you so much."
"for what?" he asked, a bit of playfulness in his tone.
"you know what, making a reservation for us. even thought you couldn't be here, it was amazing. thank you."
"you're welcome. i'll make sure that, when i see you, i'll give you something even better. oh and, did the hostess ask for names?"
"no, why?"
"damn, i put you under my last name."
suddenly, it got so hot. "no way."
"yes, way. but they didn't even say anything about it! connie and sasha knew. eren did too. anddd mikasa."
you laughed, "it's okay, armin. but i miss you, a lot."
"i know, i do too. i'll see you soon, okay? your gift is coming in the mail soon too!"
"you don't have to buy me expensive things-"
"but i want to."
"alright, alright."
"there's also documents coming to your apartment that you have to sign, if you want to of course."
"what are they...?" you asked, suspicious and a bit scared.
"you'll see." armin said, you could basically hear the smirk from the other side.
"god."
he laughed, "well, i'll let you go. goodnight. i'm glad you enjoyed yourself."
"goodnight, thank you again. i lo-" you stopped yourself immediately.
"what?"
"nothing! goodnight armin."
"night."
the call ended and you stood there, staring at your lockscreen. which was armin, of course. you were about to say it. you were. but, saying it over the phone?
it wouldn't have felt sincere then, and you wanted it to.
when you see armin's face, you'll definitely say it. those words.
i love you.
***