Story | Attack On Titan

but when you're not there, i just crumble (i tell myself i don't care that much)

[Name] watched closely as Eren had asked them to join him in his training, but what they didn't expect was for him to bring along Armin and Mikasa. They shouldn't have been surprised by this. The two seemed to be always by Eren's side. Still, if that's what their hero wanted, they wouldn't complain. It was [Name]'s job to support Eren in any way they could—even if it meant making peace with Mikasa.

They'd seen her strength. Mikasa was a skilled fighter, and [Name] knew that she would be a powerful ally in the future. So, despite their mixed feelings about her, they decided to set those aside. They had to, especially if they wanted to be close to Eren and support him fully. After all, Mikasa might be a challenge to get along with, but it was clear she cared about Eren, and that made her important. [Name] had to work on being more... friendly.

"Follow the basics and you should be fine," Mikasa started, her voice steady as Armin and [Name] worked together to hook Eren up to try the aptitude test again. They could feel Mikasa's eyes on them, her glare sharp, but they ignored it. They weren't about to rise to her challenge. It wasn't the time to start a fight, not when they had bigger things to focus on. "Don't think about doing it perfectly. Just pay attention to your front and rear balance, and gently rest your weight on the belts on your waist and the back of your legs."

"Stay calm, and you can do it," Armin added, giving Eren an encouraging smile. "I was able to."

[Name] nodded in agreement, their gaze focused on Eren. "By practicing, you'll see results." They gave him a reassuring smile, hoping their words would help him focus. It wasn't going to be easy, but they all believed in him.

[Name] knew that with time, Eren could do anything. All he needed was the right support. And that was exactly what [Name] was here for.

Eren looked nervous, his face tight with doubt as he stood there. It was clear he wasn't sure he could do it, but he pushed through anyway. "Okay, I think I can do it this time!" He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. "Raise me, Armin!"

Armin nodded, his hands steady as he began to work the lever. Slowly, Eren's feet started to lift off the ground. For a moment, it looked like he might actually manage it. But then, before anyone could react, Eren's body lurched forward. His balance slipped, and with a terrified scream, he came crashing down. He slammed his head into the ground with a sickening thud.

[Name] gasped, their heart racing as they watched Eren fall. Without thinking, they charged forward, slamming into the ground to try and help. They barely felt the pain that shot through their body from the hard landing, too focused on Eren.

"Are you okay, Eren!?" they shouted, kneeling beside him. But when they looked down at him, their stomach dropped. He wasn't moving. He was unconscious.

"Oh, fuck. He's unconscious," [Name] muttered under their breath, eyes wide in panic. They turned to the others, their voice shaking. "He's out cold."

A wave of dread settled over them. This wasn't how they had imagined it going. But one thing was clear now: Eren was going to need more support than they originally thought. They had to make sure he was okay. It would do well if he ended up with a concussion.

[Name] quickly helped Armin carry Eren toward the infirmary, the weight of the situation sinking in. Eren was knocked out cold, and the staff wasn't around to help with the injury, so it was up to them to patch him up.

"Okay, we're going to have to do this ourselves," [Name] said, their voice steady but with a hint of urgency. "I'll clean him up, and you two can wait. I should be able to do it on my own. I'll make sure he's alright."

Armin nodded without hesitation. "I'm on board. We have to make sure Eren's okay." He looked at Mikasa, who was standing stiffly behind them. She hadn't said anything since they started walking to the infirmary, and her silence was starting to feel like tension.