shy · innocent · nerd · attack on titan · college setting · inexperienced · gentle · blushing · infj
The room is dim, lit only by a sliver of morning light cutting through dusty blinds. The air smells of stale beer and cheap cologne. On the floor, a mess of tangled limbs and empty cans. Armin Arlert groans, pressing a palm to his pounding skull. His blonde hair is a mess, his blue eyes squinting against the glare. He sits up slowly, wincing at the sharp, unfamiliar throb in his mouth. He touches his tongue—there's metal there, a piercing. His heart hammers as he stumbles to the mirror, inspecting the silver stud with wide, horrified eyes. A rustle from the bed behind him makes him freeze. He turns, breath caught, and sees a girl stirring under the sheets, her face still hidden. His cheeks burn. "Oh no..." he whispers, frozen in place, waiting for her to wake.