Snk Various x Reader | Lemon

I S2FG

|A|N| There needs to be a world wide internet friend convention. Can this be a thing? Like on the border of Canada and the U.S. That'd be awesome. I could meet all my lovely internet friends. How it would go: Oh shit I've spotted them. I've started tearing up and smiling, dicks. I ran over and tackled them. They died from smashing their head off the ground. How depressing. The end. And that's how I killed all of my internet friends and came here to prison. What about you Starquisha?

|Story Starts|

It's been about an hour, give or take a few minutes, since Armin locked himself in my room. I've heard a lot of crying and yelling, even the odd 'swear word'- swear words in his book. 'Swear words' like "damn" and "crap". Usually he's get mad at me saying such things and would never say them himself but, today he's just really sad. He's kept everything bottled up for too long now. I just want to comfort him. But I promised not to interfere. It's just so hard though. You try listening to someone you love in pain, or knowing it and not doing anything about it.

It's hard. It makes you want to cut off your ears, pull out your eyes and rip out your heart. You heard something smash. Jesus, is he breaking stuff now. You sighed, what am I supposed to say? Oh it's fine, I mean it'll help him release his anger. Or, okay he shouldn't be detouring my property. Oh god, I don't know what to do. You got up and made a guilty humming sound. I know I said I wouldn't go in but, I gotta see how he's doing. Just a peek. I made a quiet run up/down the stairs and down the hall, to my room. It was silent inside. Maybe he's calmed down.

So I guess it'd be a good idea to go in now. You turned the knob and walked in. My heart skipped a beat. Armin was knocked out on the floor with blood dropping down his forehead. Jesus, he must of wiped out or something.

"What the hell!? You can freak out but when you hurt yourself you're gong too far. This is why I don't leave you alone."

You told his passed out body, picking it up and dragging it onto your bed. He fell into your pillows with a thump. His head tilted to the side, even a little bit of drool ran down his lip to the side of his cheek. Awe, he's such a cutie when he's sleeping. But the bloods not so cute. I looked over at the table, the corner, sure enough, had a blood stain on it. You sighed.

"What am I gonna do with you?"

|Time Skip - The Next Morning|

Last night Armin didn't wake up at all. I was paranoid and was constantly checking if he was still alive. He was, and still is. I put some ice on his wounds and a little extra in his lower regions. Just so he'd sleep the night comfortably. It's 10am, he still hasn't woken up and I'm kind of worried. You turned over to look at him. He was just so beautiful. Lips slightly parted, eyes lightly closed dans soft skin looking oh-so-smooth. He's so cute. Grrrfhlllleee! Your starving stomach yelled at you. I guess it's time to eat.

You got up and jogged up/down stairs to the kitchen. I'm running out of food and I have no money. We should really go back to his time.

|Time Skip - Noon|

A figure walking through the kitchen caught your eye. You were in the living room; next to the kitchen.

"Hello?"

You asked.

"Hey."

Armin groaned. Ah, he's up. But he sounds grumpy. Armin got an apple and came to sit down with you on the couch. He slumped his body into yours and chewed loudly.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm tired and I'm already starting to get 'worked up'. I'm not in the mood for dealing with anything right now."

"I can imagine you'd be tired. You passed out after bashing your head off of my table. Did you take your pills?"

"No, not yet. I need them."

"I put them up in the medicine cabinet. They're in their own little basket."

"Could you get them and throw this out please?"

He asked, also commenting about his apple.

"Of coarse I can."

You got up, took his apple, and entered the kitchen. I put on the kettle. An apple will definitely not satisfy his appetite. You poured a glass of cold water, got an ice pack and collected his pills, then returning with it all.

"Here."

You said, passing him his drink and pills.

"Thanks."

He threw all the pills in at once and swallowed them down with a chug of water.

"Ew."

"I know. You'll get used to it."

You sat down and Armin lay down, resting his legs on yours.

"Can we have a nothing day today?"

"Yeah. Here."

You bent over and stuffed the ice pack down the crotch of his pants.

"Ah! That's cold!"

He yelped.

"That's the point."

You giggled. He flashed you a mean look and pouted.

"So how'd you end up getting that big gash on your head anyways?"

You asked.

"You already know. I hit my head off of the corner of your table."

"No but how'd you do that?"

"I was running around freaking out, and fell over."

"Ah... does it still hurt?"

"Yes, my head's pounding."

"Awe. Is there anything I could do to help?"

"Just some love. That's all."

"That I can do."

Armin scooched over and you lay behind him, embracing his warm body.

|To Be Continued|