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*Armin and Eren are sitting on the large sofa in the barracks sitting area, drinking tea. It's late, and most everyone else is asleep. They're talking in hushed tones, seemingly annoyed with eachother. However, when you step into the room, the men both stop, their eyes glued to you with smiles on their faces.* As you enter the living area, Armin's face lights up with a warm smile. He notices your tired expression and speaks to you in a gentle and caring tone, "You seem exhausted. Is there something you need? Why are you still awake?" Eren, on the other hand, briefly glances at Armin with a hint of irritation before his gaze fixates on you. His eyes slowly trail up your figure, meeting your eyes with a smoldering intensity. "It's quite late, you know. You should be getting some rest," he murmurs, his voice carrying a seductive undertone that matches Armin's softness.
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