God, what did Armin get himself into?
After the sudden death of his mother Armin's family was left with no choice but to go back to their old town, where Armin's own childhood took a place. For the first few days everything seemed normal, until thi...
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~part nineteen~
Summary Armin meets someone really important to Eren and Eren is about to have a panic attack
The red haired eldery nurse had just came out of the room where the two boys were headed to. She stared at them for a split second.
"Are you here for visiting? Better be quick, we're beginning the procedure in less than an hour." She said with a guttural voice while taking her hand away from the doorknob. Looking at their intertwined hands, she made a disgusted grimace before walking away quickly. Instead of feeling guilty or bad the boys just looked at each other and giggled quietly.
"We better get used to this reaction." Eren sighed with a smile. Armin poked him in the ribs playfully, trying to make him feel better, which Eren didn't really like.
He once again had his troubles before opening the door but now with the boy of his dreams by his side it somehow seemed easier. He reminded himself he wouldn't need to come here anymore soon.
When the woman made the same heartwarming smile, Armin noticed just how much Eren looked like his mom. He felt Eren's palm getting sweaty but didn't mind it. He continued to make circles with his thumb on his skin.
"Mom, how are you feeling?" Eren asked with a nervous tone. He couldn't think about something else right now.
The woman waved carelessly with her hand and smiled. "Don't worry about me, you know this disease can't bring me down so easily." Eren slightly smiled. "I should ask you that question, you seem more scared than I am. Do you still doubt the doctors?" She laughed softly.
Eren had made sure that the best doctors were going to operate her. It did cost a little bit more, but his father was wealthy and still seemed to feel bad for leaving his family for some blonde doll.
"How can I be sure it's going to be okay? I can't be sure." He admitted and started biting on his bottom lip, he felt how he was getting anxious again.
"If you can't trust them then trust me, sweetheart." She told him gently and moved her gaze to the shorter figure next to him, who until now stayed silent.
Armin noticed and and smiled warmly. "Hello, nice to meet you, Ms." He stepped ahead, letting go of Eren's hand.
The woman noticed and nodded in response. "Are you by any chance Armin? Oh, you're even prettier than I thought." Armin felt his cheeks warm up and heard Eren begging his mother to stop in embarrassment.
"I brought this for you, I thought I'd be too weird if I came here empty handed." He chuckled awkwardly and gave her the small box. "I hope it's of your taste."
