WARNINGS!CollegeAU, kissing, pet names(baby, sweetheart, pretty girl), cussing(just the word shit), suggestive talk/actions towards the end, dirty thoughts(not really bad), fluff, nerdy!Armin, worried!Armin, sad!Armin, nerdy!Armin x Shy!black!reader, just a drabble until I get an idea of what to write next!
SUMMARY!You have never EVER straightened your hair in the eight years that you've known Armin, mostly because your mom stopped straightening it when you were about ten years old because of heat damage, and from then on you have never straightened your hair again. Armin has seen your hair all types of ways, natural, braids, slicked back, cut, colored, but never straight. That's why when he walked into the bathroom and saw you straightening your hair, he had the most kind of unshocking, shocking reaction ever.
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"Girl put your records on, tell me your favorite song."
Armin left your shared apartment at around 6:35PM to go and hang out with some friends, leaving you by yourself all on your lonesome.
You tried to occupy yourself by making cookies, watching a movie, even taking your dog, Lola, out for a walk, but nothing could compare to your man being with you.
Eventually, you decided to give yourself a mini spa day since you haven't done that in a while.
You took a nice shower, oiling up your skin and putting on one of your pink, silky robes before starting your mini spa day.
First, you noticed a little puffiness under your eyes, so you went to the kitchen and grabbed a cucumber from out of the fridge and started chopping it.
It took a long time to finally get the two slices that you needed because you kept eating every slice you cut. With the remainder of the cucumber, you made a cucumber salad then made your way back to your bathroom.
You grabbed one of your face mask packs and applied it to your face. You then went into your bedroom and laid on the bed, turning on the tv and playing "N.Y.F.F" before putting the cucumber slices on your eyes.
The lyrics started pouring out of your mouth as your hands moved rhythmically to the song. "Wish being dumb was something I could choose, then loving you would be something I'd do, and I'd be one of your bitches, just smiling like it ain't a thing."
You were always singing songs about men being absolute dogs and Armin would feel bad because he always thought that that's what you thought of him as, and you always reassured him by giving him kisses and letting him know just how much you loved him in your own special ways.
You smiled a little at how sensitive he was but the smile quickly faded when you remembered he was still gone with his friends!
Does Armin really need to spend time with his friends when he has a woman here in his bed waiting for him? And I mean waiting for him, all wet and warm, ready to be stuffed to the hilt until it feels like he's rearranged your guts entirely, moaning out his name as he spills insi- You were cut off by the fifteen minute timer on your phone going off. Who knew such a shy girl could have a filthy mind?
You stand up, taking the cucumbers off your eyes and heading towards the bathroom. You peel the mask off of your face and it leaves your face practically glowing. You grabbed a bottle of your face serum and put little dots of it on your cheeks, chin, forehead, and nose before rubbing it all in. After doing that repeatedly with other serums and oils, you grabbed your cocoa scented face moisturizer and rubbed it in.
Your face was smooth, shiny, and smelled real good. Once you were satisfied with the results, you grabbed your chapstick and applied a few layers on both of your lips before grabbing your hot comb and flat iron.
Straightening your hair usually takes long as hell, so you FaceTime Sasha and Mikasa to keep yourself company. After a moment, they both picked up. Sasha didn't look busy, she was sprawled on the floor of her new apartment, probably tired from setting up furniture and other things. On the other hand, Mikasa looked very busy with Eren. How'd you know it was Eren? Well he was the only one who's hands were absolutely covered in tattoos that ran all the way up his arms. Those same hands were busy kneading her ass while he was kissing her neck, even though they claimed their friendship was platonic and they didn't like each other.
"Hey babes, what's wrong?" Sasha asked tiredly.
"I'm in the middle of a DA, so this better be a major problem." Mikasa said, annoyance lacing her voice.
"Nothing's wrong, I was just calling so we could talk. Like normal best friends do." you told them before turning your attention to Mikasa. "But I don't want to hear any of what you have going on, so you can go, Mikasa."
"Alright, bye b-" she was cut off by Eren grabbing her phone and hanging up himself.
It was a long moment of silence before you and Sasha started laughing like hyenas.
"Weren't they just fighting for their lives trying to convince Connie that they were just friends yesterday?" Sasha asked.
"Exactly!" you exclaimed as you both laughed.
For about two hours, you and Sasha sat on the phone talking about any and everything. About how she should decorate her apartment. About how you should spend the summer. About whether you want to take a vacation or not. And so on. But it was interrupted when she let somebody in her apartment and she had to hang up.
"I'll call you back later babe, I'm a little busy now." Sasha spoke into the phone, all of a sudden sounding happy.
"Oh okay, bye Sash." you heard a male voice in the back, which sounded very familiar, that said something that made Sasha let out a surprised "shut up."
"Alright bye, love you."
"Wait, is that Co-" Sasha hung up before you could fully ask the question.
You came to the conclusion that you were just hearing things and went back to working on your hair.
A few minutes later, Armin got home, tossing his keys in the bowl on the counter and taking off his shoes before making his way to the bathroom that music was currently pouring out of.
You were finishing straightening your last section of hair when Armin came into the bathroom. Seeing his face in the mirror, you instantly got excited and jumped out the chair, putting down the flat iron and basically pouncing on him.
"I missed you so much." you kissed him once before wrapping your arms around him.
"I missed you too, pretty girl." he looked into your eyes, bringing his hands up to your head.
If Armin was being honest, he didn't know what he was expecting when he buried his fingers in your hair, maybe your natural curly hair, maybe some cute new braids, maybe your bonnet nice and secured on your head. But most definitely not straight, silky strands.
"What'd you do to your hair?" Armin asked as he looked at your now pin straight, shoulder length hair.
"I straightened it."
"Why'd you do that?"
"Shit, do you not like it?"
Armin was quick to reassure you, knowing how you'd instantly start apologizing for absolutely no reason at all. "No, I love it sweetheart. I'm just asking why you did it."
"I don't know, I just wanted to try something different." you walked over to the counter, turning off the music as you started brushing through your hair in the mirror.
"Awww, I'm going to miss your curly hair." he pushed up his glasses before standing behind you, toying with the freshly cut ends of your hair, sounding genuinely a little sad.
"It's not like my hair is going to stay like this forever, Minny."
"I know, but it's still very nostalgic to me. And stop calling me Minny, I am not a cartoon mouse."
You rolled your eyes in faux annoyance. "Anyways, did you bring me something back?"
"Mozzarella sticks, a burger, and your favorite strawberry-melon Brisk tea. Also, I got you that book you were talking about at the library the other day."
"You know me so well." you turned around, wrapping your arms around his neck.
"Of course I do, baby. It's like my job at this point, pretty girl." he nuzzled into your neck.
You could smell his favorite cologne coming off of his body, the one that wasn't too strong to give you a headache but not too faint to barely be there. He always smelled intoxicatingly good. And the way his arms wrapped around you in a strong hold with his hands unconsciously kneading the flesh of your ass. God this man was going to quite literally be the death of you and you'd happily let him be.
"Want me to warm up your food?" he asked, standing up straight.
"Later. We have more important things to worry about right now."
Your hand slipped into his pants, putting your bonnet on with one hand before dragging him by his pants to your shared bedroom.
Yup. Armin was exactly where he wanted to be.
"You go ahead let your hair down!"
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･ ｡ﾟ★: *.author's note .* :★.
I loved making this little drabble, I hardly see any fics like this so I thought why not I do it! Also I feel like Shy!black!reader would high key be a shy freak, or do y'all think she's tew shy to be reaaaaal freaky? I might also start on a series but I don't know what it would be about, so sending in some suggestions would help Mrs. Kode so much. And speaking of suggestions, feel free to send me anything you feel like I would be great at writing for you! Thang ya!
Luv,
Mrs. Kode💋