“Eren you’re joking.” Armin said in a deadpan voice. Eren smiled and shook his head. “Nope. Isn’t that a prom tradition, dancing?” He replied.

Armin was dragged to his feet and Eren put his hands on his waist. Begrudgingly, Armin put his hands on his shoulders.

He could hear Sasha and Connie snickering and could guess that Mikasa was watching from a safe distance, making sure they didn’t do anything stupid.

“At least you found a nice suit, right?” Eren asked. Armin nodded, his mother had secretly bought one for him not too longer after senior prom had been announced, so luckily he didn’t have to go through the trouble of trying on different ones.

Still, Armin felt claustrophobic, swaying with Eren close to everyone else. Turning his head back to face Eren he could see that he was enjoying himself, nonetheless.

Eren laughed and shoved the beanie atop of Armin head down over his eyes as a playful gesture. “Nah, there are enough Starbucks to go around. What I’m going to show you is the place my parents got engaged.” He replied. Armin was a little taken aback by this; Eren isn’t normally to open to mushy family things like engagements.

But never the less, he followed him around the corner of the street until they stood in front of a small restaurant. It was about the size of a normal fast-food place, but was - as you could guess - not at all like a fast-food place. It had a petite charm to it that made it seem fancy on the outside with hanging baskets of flowers by the door, and when Eren dragged Armin inside he was instantly hit with the smells of different spices.

He was very impressed with the place overall.

They sat down at a small table with two chairs, and when a waiter came over Eren of course bought a large burger, and Armin instead got a small soda. To him, the menu seemed slightly out of place for a building style like this. But who was he to judge?

As they waited, Eren pointed out the window next to them to all the different shops and stores that his mother use to take him on Sundays when he was three, and promised to take Armin over to the candy shop to look around (but Armin could tell he just really wanted to see if the old woman there still owned the place).

Armin couldn’t focus on the places visible outside of the window, he was too busy smiling at Eren as he got more and more excited. After another minute or two of his rambling, Armin interrupted him with a “You’re cute, did you know?” Eren looked at him and scowled. “Did you not even hear me?” He asked.