Eremin One Shots

One Shot 1: Fatal

A/N: So this one's kinda sad, also short, so enjoy!

ARMIN'S POV:
Everything is blurry. The stabbing pain in my heart will not subside. All I can see is the vague figure of Eren. A lock of my golden blonde hair falls into my face. It even hurts to lift my arm up to brush it away. I stumble over to Eren. I don't think he knows of my fatal wound. I sit down on the piece of wood he's sitting on.

"Hey Eren." I say calmly.

"Hi Armin! What have you been doing today?"

 "Talking to you."

"Aww, Armin."

"You know, I love you so much."

 "Stop," Eren says playfully.

"What did Levi say about your cape? He probably wouldn't like all the holes in it." I say, trying to blend into normal convocation.

"Yeah, he said I had to help him clean as a punishment on Thursday." He says, shrugging.

I know I won't live to see Thursday.

The pain is getting worse, and I know the end is close. "Eren. I- love-" I try to say, but everything goes black.