*November 10th, 7:46 a.m.*
They came down the stairs the next morning, and Mathilda lay still and awake on Eren's shoulder. The girl was bundled in her fluffy blanket and held a teddy bear close to her. She sneezed and sniffled before laying back down on Eren.
The three made their way to the mess hall to grab breakfast. They sat down and said hello to everyone.
"Lovie, what do you want for breakfast?" Armin asked the girl against Eren's shoulder, while the latter started conversation with their friends. But she whined and shook her head, tucking it into Eren's neck.
Armin looked concerned.
"You have to eat something, Tilly. Do you want to just eat later?"
She didn't answer, just laid still on her Dad, her one of her hands twirling and parting his long hair. The blonde looked at her for a few minutes before he decided to just get her some milk.
"Do you want some milk?"
She turned her head and nodded. He smiled and stood, ruffling her hair.
"Okay, but not too much."
"Wuv youu~" She cooed. He chuckled and bent to kiss her head.
"Love you too, angel. I'll be right back."
She watched until he was right near the door, and shouted 'bye bye!'. Armin chuckled and waved as he entered the kitchen. She turned to her Dad and poked his face a few times before he turned, chuckling.
"What are you doing, mamas?"
"Mama go bye bye." The brunette girl told him, pointing to the kitchen door.
"Oh, did Mama go to get you food?" He asked her. She pouted and shook her head.
"No, no want."
He was confused, but he figured he'd find out when the blonde got back. He was about to ask her something, but she sat up and sneezed. He saw the snot running down her face, and also saw her sleeve going straight towards it to wipe. He grabbed her wrist, and pulled a tissue out of his pocket.
"Don't use your sleeve, that's yucky. Use a tissue, okay? If you need one, just ask Daddy for a tissue." He told her while wiping her nose. He folded it before putting it back up to her nose.
"Big breath and blow out of your nose, mamas."
She took a (tiny) deep breath and blew out, clearing her nose.
"Woah!" She yelled. Eren broke into laughter, as did most people in the room.
"Is that much better?" He asked, still laughing. She giggled, still sniffling a little, but it was a lot better than it was. She wiped her eyes and laid back down, babbling and playing with the bear she had brought.
Armin came back with half a bottle of milk, and sat down. Once Mathilda's eyes caught sight of it, she giggled and reached for it. The blonde chuckled and gave her the bottle, combing through her knotted curls.
"You're so pretty, Tilly."
She mumbled 'Tank you' before latching on to the bottle. He laughed and looked up to Eren, who looked down at her a little worried.
"What's wrong?" Armin asked him.
"Are you sure it's good to give her milk with her being sick?" Eren questioned in concern.
"I think it'll be okay. She's been drinking water since last night and earlier this morning. Besides, it's only half a bottle." He smiled. They looked down at the girl who giggled with glee, leaning on Eren while drinking her milk.
"Is that better than water?" Eren asked her. She looked up, still giggling. He saw her face was a little pink, but it wasn't as bright red as last night. He pressed his hand to her head, and she was only a little hotter than normal.
"Oh good, I think your fevers gone down for now." He smiled and kissed her forehead. She leaned back in his arms and made him cradle her like a little baby. He fixed her blanket around her and her bear as a chill went through her.
Armin smiled as he watched her lay against him and stare up at him. Historia giggled and Jean looked surprised.
"What's with that look, Jean?" Ymir asked him. Armin looked up to see his baffled face.
"When the hell are either of those two quiet? Both of them are always yelling. And when the hell did Jäeger start smiling? And let me just add that I expect that level of concern and common sense from Armin, but never from Eren. Also, why the hell does he have tissues in his pockets??" He said in disbelief, the last question being something everyone thought when it happened. Regardless of that, Ymir slapped the back of his head, making a few people chuckle.
"Shut up. Eren's just becoming more responsible than you'll probably ever be. He's doing what he should be right now, and that's being concerned for the safety and well-being of his daughter. Also, about the tissue thing, no fucking clue." Ymir said, before sitting next to Christa. Armin chuckled and watched as the two kept bickering.
When he looked back at Mathilda and Eren, her bottle was empty, and she was back on his shoulder. He pat her back and she laid with her hands entangled in Eren's hair. Armin chuckled as Eren's face contorted in pain when the little girl tugged and pulled.
"Be easy on Daddy's hair, angel. It hurts when you pull hair." Armin told her, gently grabbling a piece of his hair and combing through it, as to demonstrate. He unknotted her hands from his hair and finger-combed through it until it was smooth. He guided Mathilda's hand through the hair, and then let her try. Now instead of ripping his hair out, she gently flung sections of his hair upwards.
She giggled deviously and stood wobbly on his legs to fling his hair up, laughing each time. Eren could only laugh along, just glad his hair wasn't being pulled out anymore.
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