Snk Various x Reader | Lemon

Cracked and Trapped

|A|N| Guys I just am sitting. Lots of sitting. Yes.

|Story Starts|

|Time Skip - One Month Later, February|

Another month failed. I still haven't managed to convince Armin. He just won't go back. It's annoying. You were currently sitting in the living room watching some television.

"Y/N!"

Armin yelled from the top/bottom of the stairs.

"Yeah!?"

"Could you come here p-please!?"

"Why, whats wrong!?"

"Just come!"

You got up off of the couch and sighed. What does he want? Why can't he just come here? You jogged up/down to where Armin sat on the stairs. He lay in discomfort at the top/bottom in a weird position. His face had a stressed look placed to it. You sat down beside him.

"Whats wrong?"

"Y-You know how I told you about that thing a month ago?"

"What thing?"

"How I feel- ah."

He closed his eyes and moaned in painful pleasure.

"T-That I feel reaaly.. w-weird everyday-hah!"

He arched backwards and held onto the railing above him.

"Yeah?"

"It's- it's gotten really bad over the past month... i-it's really bad right now- ngh.."

He groaned loudly.

"You've felt like this before and you didn't tell me!? I thought you said you would!"

"I-I didn't want you to feel bad... but... I really need help right now... ouuuww."

"What can I do for you?"

Your tone lowered to something more compassionate.

"I c-can't move, everything feels so much more sensitive today... please help me up/down the stairs."

"Alright, we can go to the living room."

"Y-yes, please..."

You bent down and he threw and arm around your shoulder. You wrapped your arms around his waist and hoist him up. All of his weight was on you. He couldn't stand on his own. His legs shook rapidly, trying to find balance on the floor.

"Ah- Y/N! Everything feels so terrible!"

He cried.

"It'll be okay. We'll find something that helps. I promise. Are you okay if I start going up/down the stairs?"

"Y-Yes, go slow."

You nodded and slowly began going up/down, step by step. He whined and cried with every time his foot hit the floor. Once you finally made it to the main floor you pulled him over to the living room you had previously been sitting at, and lay him down on the couch. You sat down beside him and played with his hair.

"What kind of pain is it?"

"Not hurting pain, m-more like really pent up pain. Like something inside is clawing at me, trying to escape."

"Awe, I'm sorry. Well is there anything that could help? Ice, heat-"

"Definitely not heat... but maybe ice?"

"Alright. I'll get you some."

You got up off of the couch and Armin winced at the sudden change of pressure.