Snk Various x Reader | Lemon

Chapter 68: A Second Bowl

When I woke up, my head hurt and my eyes stung. I could tell it wasn't going to be a good day. Six months. That's right, that's all I had, at most. I didn't wanna be miserable around everyone because I knew they'd notice and end up hacking the truth out of me. I felt a light tap on my shoulder blade and turned around. Armin looked at me with his gorgeous blue eyes. They knew how to consume me with their beauty. For some reason, just knowing that would be one of my last moments with him made him all the more beautiful to me. Armin started, "I-I... I wanted to say sorry for nagging you last night. It was wrong, I know. I just really want you to be able to talk to me like I can to you. I want you to trust me. It just kind of hurt me that you didn't trust me enough to tell me what was wrong. Honestly, it still hurts me now. I thought we were close."

I felt terrible. I wanted to tell him so badly but I couldn't bear to see him upset. I'd rather be alone in my misery for the next six months than have to share it with someone else. "No," I told him, "it's not that, Armin. It's just something I'm really upset about and I don't want to ruin your happiness, that's all. I'll tell you when the time is right, I promise. I just want to keep things positive between us for as long as I can. I swear it's for the best." He replied, "alright, s-sorry."

"For what?"

"I don't know. I was kind of picking a fight, I guess."

I giggled, "In what world would you pick a fight with me or really anyone. I'm sorry but you simply don't intimidate me. No matter how mad you get, I'll still fluff your hair and tell you you're cute. You're too precious to be scary." Armin furrowed his eyebrows, wrinkling the skin in between them. "Wow, thanks. That makes me feel really great about myself," he hissed sarcastically. I laughed and turned over all the way, in bed, to face him completely. "It's fine," I said, "You're strong and brave in my eyes, just in a different way. Take it as a compliment. Intimidation isn't necessarily a good thing. It's used as a way of controlling people with fear, which is pretty bad. You're too gentle for something like that. I think that you've got an advantage, really. You've learned to influence others using logic and reason, which I think is significantly more impressive and useful. You should be proud of yourself for that."

"Thanks..."

"It's true, Armin. You've endured a lot of pain and suffering, which has shaped you into the wise person you've become. Creds' to you for holding yourself in one piece." 

"Whatever. I mean, if you say so," he mumbled. I raised an eyebrow in disbelief. "Sassy are we?" I cooed. Armin seemed to be in a snappy mood. "Let's end this here because it's going nowhere. Anyways, we have classes soon. Want to get heading back to my time?" he suggested. "Sure."

Armin realized he was being harsher than he intended with me. "Hey, thanks for yesterday," he said, "I really had a good time. Other than you being upset, it was a fun day." I told him it was no problem and that I was glad he had fun. I sat up and Armin lay his head on my lap.

"You're so warm, Y/N. Now I'm starting to think that we should skip class today. I want to stay here a little while longer."

I sighed, "Whatever you want."

"Good. I love spending time with you."

Unfortunately, we wouldn't be able to spend time together for much longer. Definitely not forever either, as we'd planned. I was leaving him and there was absolutely no way I could have said that to his face. I knew that when it came time, I couldn't be a coward. No prewritten notes and leaving in secret, at night. I knew I had to tell him face to face. He'd be devastated but it was the right thing to do. I felt terrible about having to leave him. There was a knot in my stomach. Guilt, guilt, guilt. Until the time came, I figured I could at least try to find a way to stay. It was a slim chance, but I could try. Armin waved his hand in front of my face, unblurring my zoned-out vision. "Y/N?" he called out. "Oh, sorry! Did you say something?" I asked sheepishly. I was embarrassed. 

"Yeah, but I can repeat it. I was wondering if we could go for a walk together."

"Where?"

"I don't know. I just feel energetic today."

Lucky him. "Alright," I began, " I guess we can walk around the city." Armin nodded with a grin sweeping across his precious little face. I wanted to get some pictures with him before it was too late. My Dad's predictions could have been wrong and I could be stuck in my time at any moment. I wanted to cherish all of the time I had left with him and everyone else from his world. I bent down and kissed Armin's forehead. "I love you, Armin."

"I love you too, Y/N. I love you so much that I couldn't even begin to explain it, even if I had all of the English language at my immediate disposal."

"You're such a ladies' man. You know exactly what to say and when to say it."

Armin was clearly flustered. He looked away nervously and stammered, "n-not really. I just really love you. You make me happy." Every word he said broke my heart a little bit more. "So Y/N, can we have breakfast? My stomachs feeling empty and I've been really snappy with you, which I don't like. How about we go to eat?" he suggested. "Sure." Armin sat up, crawled over my legs, and slipped off the bed. "If you don't hurry up, I'm going to win this round!" he yelled, running down the hall. His spontaneity and childishness sometimes was so wholesome. I got out of bed and jogged upstairs to the main floor, where the kitchen was located. Armin was already sitting at the table, in my spot.

"Get out of my spot," I demanded, jokingly. "No," he sneered, crossing his arms. I was enjoying Armin's playful side. He was usually quite shy and serious, so seeing that side of him was refreshing, once in a while. "Wanna fight?" I challenged. Armin stood up, holding up his fists. I tried to keep a straight face but I just couldn't. I burst out laughing. "You're ridiculous. As if I'd ever fight you Armin. Sit down, I don't care." I went to the counter and poured two bowls of F/C* with F/M**. Armin practically inhaled it as soon as I brought it to the table.

"Y/N, can I have another bowl? I'm really hungry today. I don't know why, to be honest"

"Go grab some more. The box is on the counter."

Armin got up and did as I told him. He thanked me as he sat back down and dug into his second bowl of F/C.

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*F/C - Favorite Cereal
**F/M - Favorite Milk