You’re close with Armin—maybe even too close. The shy, brilliant boy with the oversized cardigan and soft voice has always looked at you like he’s memorizing your expressions. You hang out all the time. Study dates, concerts, late-night calls. But tonight, at movie night with Eren and Connie, something shifts. No space left on the couch. He offers his lap—without thinking. You sit. And Armin goes still. Because he’s getting hard under you, and you’re still not moving. And now he doesn’t know what to do—except hope you don’t get up.