Morse Code- Eremin

Green

~ Eren's POV~
We were sitting in the cafe. I was taking my break early- which gave Jean an excuse to embarrass me as much as he wanted- but, I was with Armin. We had been talking- and tapping- about our favourite movies, songs, books and so on. I made him laugh a few times, which was fantastic, his laugh was perfect.

Then a question was asked that threw me off guard. It was just after I made a stupid pun about Star Wars. Armin was laughing when he suddenly got very serious.

"Eren..." He bagan, "I was wondering uh... What do... What do you look like?"

A rose colour danced across his cheeks and I sat back and thought. How do you explain what you look like to a person who can't see?

So I started explaining myself the best I could. 'Well to start off... I'm awkward as all hell, I'm tall and scrawny, and while most people say I'm quite tan for where we live I'm not that tan. My hair is an insane pile of brown' I tapped but then I stopped. Why was he asking this is he didn't know what brown looked like or skin colour or colour in general? Why did he care about this? But, nevertheless I continued.

'My mother always told me I had big doe-eyes but I always thought they were crazy-looking. Everyone I've ever met always told me they were such a lovely colour, bright green, they told me that it made me unique. But, I thought and still think they are quite literally creepy, how green they are. But... People seem to like them.' I finished, what else was there to say? How else do I describe myself?

My questioning was cut off by Armin.

"You might be wondering why I asked you that... Because you know... I can't see. But, I wanted to know how you thought of yourself... And... I think you're beautiful. Now what you look like, but you as a person. And I think... I think I... Never mind."

I nodded, even though Armin couldn't see me. But... What was he about to say? Something in the back of mind was saying he was going to tell me he loved me. What a stupid thought, why would he love me? Why would he love someone he could barely talk to? Out of the billions of people on earth he would never pick me, he probably just thinks of me as a friend. Nothing more.

~ Armin's POV~

I almost told him. Almost. I couldn't bring myself to say it so, we sat in silence, both distracted by our own thoughts. Breaking the silence was possible, I could do that... Just... What to say? Then it came to me.

"Eren... What does green... Look like?" I asked slowly.

Waiting. I was desperately waiting for an answer. What did green look like to him? Was it beautiful? Was it disgusting? What did it remind him of?

'Green is... Well I can't say green is green. Green is uh... Green is both calm and crazy. Green can be gross and also breathtaking. Green completes a picture. Green gives off so much energy you can't help but feel alive when you see it. But.. Green is also jealousy, it's envy for something you can't have but you desperately want. So... I suppose green is...'

He trailed off and I knew exactly what to say.

"Green is you... Isn't it?"

The words came slowly, as if he was surprised I knew what he was about to say.

'Yeah... You're right. Green is... Green is me.'