{This is based off a super cute fan fiction I read omg}

Halloween party costume... Halloween party costume... Armin had always found it a little strange how bland the male costumes were when compared to that that the women got to wear. Sure, there was the occasional silly hotdog or blow up dinosaur, but it didn't hold a candle to the frankly incredibly fashionable (and hot) shit that he saw his friends holding in their hands. A nurse with guns... A zombie in a bikini... He'd never admit it aloud; hell, not even to himself, but he wanted to try on those cute clothes so badly. He didn't even notice that he'd been feeling the texture of a skirt in one of the aisles until you touched him on the shoulder.

"Gah!! I'm just looking!"

It came out like it was rehearsed (which it was), like he'd been caught staring at women's clothing before (which he had), and he quickly tore his hand away from the skirt to face you.