[Maybe that's a little silly, but it's the truth. Maybe it's a little embarrassing too, but Armin really could care less. He rolls over then, tucking himself close as best he can, pressing his forehead against Eren's chest, relieved he doesn't have to get up and leave.]
[ Eren pulls down the blanket he's been using from over the top of the couch and lets it fall over them, arm staying draped over Armin's shoulders as he holds him to keep him securely on the couch. He rests his chin on Armin's head and gives a sleep-addled sigh. ]
[Armin can't help but think it's a bit silly to be thanked for coming over. It's not as if he didn't want to be. He'd much rather be by Eren's side than not, even if it's a little squished on the couch.]
Anytime, Eren.
[If Eren called he'd come running, no matter what.]
[ Eren's out like a light halfway through Armin's word, breathing slow and steady with the softest of snores sounding against Armin's hair. His leg slides over Armin's hip and rests there, dangling. ]
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[Maybe that's a little silly, but it's the truth. Maybe it's a little embarrassing too, but Armin really could care less. He rolls over then, tucking himself close as best he can, pressing his forehead against Eren's chest, relieved he doesn't have to get up and leave.]
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Thanks for coming over, Armin.
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Anytime, Eren.
[If Eren called he'd come running, no matter what.]
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