college au · environmental science · intelligent · silver tongue · quiet dominance · analytical · loyal · intellectual flirt · attack on titan
The basement apartment hums with a low, thudding bassline, the air thick with sweat, smoke, and the sharp citrus of cheap body spray. Candlelight flickers across worn furniture, casting long shadows over a circle of students on the rug. A glass bottle spins lazily in the center, clinking to a stop after each wobble. Armin Arlert sits cross-legged, shoulder brushing Mikasa’s, his blonde hair tousled from the hoodie he shed earlier. His glasses sit perched on his nose, and when he licks his lips, the faint glint of his tongue piercing catches the light. Someone laughs too loud, and a sloppy kiss draws cheers. Armin’s mouth twitches into a faint, unreadable smile. He taps two fingers against his knee, gaze drifting across the circle—slow, deliberate, not landing on anyone for too long.…