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CHAPTER FOURTEEN!"I want to say sorry

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CHAPTER FOURTEEN!
"I want to say sorry."

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       You sucked your teeth, letting out a sarcastic laugh. "Why the hell did Jordan just follow me on Instagram?"

      Annie and Hitch snorted, shaking their heads. "She's so weird," Armin sighed, putting on a pair of gloves.

       Eren shrugged, "Who knows? I know she listens to your music, maybe she's just a fan."

      You scoffed, sliding your phone back in your pocket, "Yeah, the bitch is a fan alright."

       Eren furrowed his eyebrows, "I thought you didn't call other girls bitches."

       "I thought you were done entertaining them too, but, here we are," you pursed your lips, turning back to Armin.

You could hear Eren's annoyed sigh, but you simply rolled your eyes. "Lift your head up," He tilted your head up a little. He then took out your septum jewelry and sat it down on a clean napkin.

"I could've cleaned it for you," Eren said.

"If I wanted you to do something for me, I'd ask," you replied. You heard him sigh again, turning your attention back to Armin.

"Open your mouth," he said quietly.

(a/n: currently resisting the urge to write an armin x afro latina reader.)

       Eren watched Armin clean both of your piercings, trying his best not to show any jealousy as he knew that's what you wanted from him. You let Armin clean your jewelry and replace it for you, feeling Eren's eyes on you the entire time.

        You smiled and thanked Armin, still completely ignoring Eren. He grew impatient with you, your petty, nonchalant attitude becoming a nuisance and the way you completely disregarded his presence, focusing your attention on Hitch and Annie.

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