The Musician

Sharp

A/N- I EDITED A PHOTO SO IT LOOKS LIKE ARMINS WEARING LEGGINGS SO GO INTO THE MEDIA AND LOOK. Anyways I'm finally updating so enjoy.

STORY STARTS-------

After putting on the leggings a huge wave of embarrassment hit Armin hard. He didn't think it'd be that humiliating being just the two of you. You lay watching as he sat in the corner of the room mumbling something to himself.

"What? You said you'd do it?!"

You started.

"Yeah I did. Can I take them off now?"

He growled angrily from across the room.

"Can I get you to wear a skirt or dress?"

"Not in a lifetime."

He responded grumpily and fast.

"But you said whatever I wanted?"

You pouted.

"Well that was before. Besides, I don't want to look even girlier than I already am."

"You don't look girly Armin."

"Yes I do and you know it."

"Come sit over here. I don't like talking to the wall."

He let out a loud, exaggerated sigh and came over, then sat beside you on the bed. You rubbed his legs.

"Armin you're masculine in your own way. Masculinity doesn't have to suite up to what you think it is. You don't need to be buff or popular or into sports. You just need to be you. That's what makes you, you."

"I'm a female lookalike."

"No you're not. If you were you'd have put on the leggings without a worry."

"Y/N- you get the point."

You grabbed his shoulders and pulled him down.

"Stop beating yourself down."

He store deep into your eyes; practically reading your thoughts. It was kind of magical. I don't know how to describe it. It's just the way he looks at me, with his deep beautiful blue eyes. It makes me feel all weird. They're my weakness. I can't lie to them.

"Whatever. Let's just do something."

He finally put in.

"You pick something to do then."

Armin groaned.

"I don't know...."

"Wanna do the polar bear dip?"

[Its where you go swimming in the winter.... in a lake]

"No!? Are you crazy!?"

"No, I'm just giving ideas."

"Well that's not happening."

"Fine, then what do you suggest we do?"

"I don't know. Anything that doesn't involve me in swimsuits."

"Why?"

You snickered.

"Do you not have one?"

"No I do. I'm just self conscious... that's all."

You held his hands tightly.

"Why? There's nothing wrong with you as far as I can see..."

"We just went through this... I look like a girl."

You nudged him.

"Stop saying that. Say it again and I'll ignore you for a day."

You playfully said half-jokingly.

"Fine, sorry."

You kissed his hands and sat up.

"Now seriously, what should we do?"

"Wanna go to the library?"

"And do what?"

"Read."

You giggled.

"Armin you're such a book nerd."

"D-Don't judge me!"

"I'm not. It's cute. Whatever let's go."

"Really?"

"Yes really."

You got up ran ran out of your room to the stairs leading to the main floor.

"Coming?!"

You yelled?

"Y/N I'm still wearing your leggings. I've got to change."

"Ugh... fine."

You ran downstairs and started getting your boots on. About a minute or so later Armin came jogging down the stairs; back in his normal pants.

"Sorry that took so long. They like stick to your legs."

Armin said, no eye contact, while putting on his boots. You got on your fuzzy F/C winter coat and zipped it up. Zzzzzttt!

"You weren't that long."

Once he finished the both of you stood awkwardly in your hot gear, at the door.

"L.....ets go."

You said stretching your l. You opened the door and walked out. Armin closed it behind himself. A huge gust of freezing cold snow and wind hit the both of you.

"Geez..."

You hissed.

[Quick Time Skip]

You ran in the the library's front doors. The heated air against your skin felt so nice. You and Armin kicked the snow off of your boots and walked in further past the front desk. The old brittle librarian looked up at us with her evil gray eyes. Frightened; we ran past into the shelves.

"So... what now?"

You asked.

"We read."

Armin whispered with a huge smile painted on his face.

"Okay...."

You said with a slight raise in your tone at the end. Armin ran down a few isles before stopping in one. He skimmed through the selection of books and decided on one. You walked over beside him.

"What's that?"

He pulled it up to his chest looking embarrassed.

"N-nothing!"

He yelled with a cute reddened face.

"Shhhh!"

The librarian hissed.

"It's nothing. Just a favorite book. I'm gonna go sit....."

He sped walked away to the back of the building and sat down at a wooden table. You sat down right in front of him and watched as he read. He made sure you couldn't see the insides of the book by turning to the side. Just what was he hiding? He put the book down on his lap and took off his coat.

"I'm boiling in here."

He added while doing so. After throwing his coat on the chair beside him, he resumed to where he had left off in his book.

"I'm gonna go find a book."

You said getting up, pressing your hands against the table, for support.

"Kay'..."

He kept his eyes fixed on the book. Just what was so interesting about that book? Maybe I'll come back later and check it out...

[To Be Continued]