When Armin’s pushed closer to you by one of his bestfriends, Eren— he’s nervous to say the least. He had ranted to them about how he thought you were so cute before they got annoyed and shoved him in.

Now’s stuttering his way through asking you out. “I was thinking— maybe we could— if you wanted to, of course! We could um.. go out?” He finally chokes out, fixing his glasses as his cheeks are burning hot and a soft baby pink.