Carousel of Affection [Attack on Titan/Black Lagoon Crossover] [Complete]

Armin

Armin's Perspective

"I think you should stay home a little longer, Armin." Eren said, taking the thermometer out of my mouth, "Your temperature is fine;  I just don't want you around that idiot."

"Eren, just because of your childish fued I'm not going to skip out on work." I took my tie from the counter, tossing it around my neck, "Speaking of work, don't you have an interview today?"

"Yes, he does!" Mikasa badgered from the sink, washing her used dish, "Which is why we need to get a move on, Eren!" I chuckled, watching as Mikasa pushed her grumbling brother through my front door and waved back to me.

I'll be transparent, I don't like working but I do miss what I do. Reading and writing is my passion and that box room is my wonderful sanctuary. On the plus, I get to see Levi again after two days of missing him—discounting when he came to my house the other day. I put everything back to where they were supposed to be from my counter and finished dressing. Then, I grabbed my things, keys and all, set my house alarm, and stepped out the door myself, locking the door's locks.

It was a nice forty degrees today, so I didn't have to wear too many layers. I felt today would be a pretty good day, I'm not sure why; it made me bouncy. The ride to the office seemed fairly short, as if it wasn't the thirty minute drive it actually is. I parked my car next to what looked like Mr. Ackerman's car; he's here on time? I looked at the digital clock on my dashboard. "8:45, wow," I thought to myself, "he's kind of early".

As I was grabbing my things from the passenger seat, I saw another vehicle pull up and someone step out. From here, it looked like the day guard, Ms. Lee. "Is everyone early today? Or am I late?" I thought aloud, shutting my car's door and heading inside.

A feeling of comfort overcame me as I walked closer to my office. It must be true that you don't miss something until it's not there—I've only been gone two days and it feels like a week. I missed everything about this place: my dark polished wooden desk, my well kempt and free of dusk computer, my pint sized refrigerator and the mounds of paper on my desk—an avalanche of bliss I'd never get tired of.

I put my coat on the rack, as per always, and my lunch in the fridge, and then cut my computer on. I melted into the shape of my chair, trying to regain the absent strength from a dissipating cold. My eyes were closed as I listen to the jingle of my computer's boot up.

"Mr. Arlert?" I voice called from my doorway. I opened one eye to see Ms. Lee watching me oddly, "You okay?"

I sighed, sitting up and nodding, "Good morning to you," I greeted, stretching my arms above my head. "How was the office while I was gone?"

She sighed, chuckling to herself and rubbing the back of her neck, "It was fine. Held things down as per usual."

"That's good. Could you do me a favor and get my mail for me if any?" I requested, taking a rubber band from around the square it was. Ms. Lee went off to retrieve my mail and just as she did, you could guess who entered just after.

"Armin." Levi's voice greeted. I found myself perking upright in my seat and shooting a warm smile at him. "Feeling better?" He asked, placing a pile of papers, manilla envelopes, and a box on my desk.

"Yes sir," I answered, taking the box up first and reading the address, "What's this?"

He shrugged, shuffling through the papers on my desk, "It was addressed to you by the mailbox."

I smirked, remembering I had just sent Ms. Lee to get my mail for me. Before I opened the box, I used the rubber band to pull my hair back. It had been a while, but I'm due for a trim by now, especially when I can't look forward without seeing blonde tinting over people's faces. After, I opened the box seeing copies of yesterday's paper. The only part I cared about of course was the literary section with my favorite author—Actor Man. It would be the perfect gift to meet him, in spite of my birthday being ten months from now. I flipped to his dedicated section and read.

"'The butterfly has fluttered its final, dainty trail—through thorn bushes, and thistle hives where spiders lay their eggs and devour their mate. For the after effect has taken place and there's soon a storm to come'" I sighed in awe, reclining in my chair, "How can there be so much talent in one person?"

Levi smirked, "You're quite fond of this Actor Man, aren't you?"

"How could I not be! He's only the most artistically dynamic artist I've ever come across, in literary terms." I took my scissors from their usual post and began cutting the piece out, "Oh, what I'd do to meet him. Just once..."

When I finished cutting, I went to the bulletin board and tacked it there among others, "Maybe I can arrange for that." I spun around excitedly, nearly squealing, "I wanted to ask you about it a while ago."

"How could I say no! Always yes! Yes, Levi!" I practically shouted.

"Sh! Quiet down!" He said, pulling the door shut. I felt I almost heard him laugh, but pushed it out of my mind, "Give me two weeks, okay? I'll see what I can do."

"Okay, okay." I said quieter, still overcome with a joy I could not quite settle. I watched as he left my room, biting my lip and secretly staring at his... "Walk". It was masculine but he had a very slight switch to his hips and it was interesting to see. "I have to find a way to clear my agenda." I told myself, going through my weeks ahead and so far they were clear. As far as I knew, I hadn't anything planned. All I want is for these two weeks to fly by until I meet Actor Man as fast as possible.
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Author's Note: So, sorry for the delay, firstly! Secondly, this chapter is fairly short, especially for Armin's POV. But with good reasoning. The good part approaches beyond the horizon!! Vote and thanks for sticking with me! PS. FRICK YEA PONYTAIL FRIGGIN ARMIN