EREN: I knocked on Armin's door, not really nervous anymore. Even though I've only been to his house once, I felt like it was a second home already. I'd give anything to live there with him instead of with my dad.
"Hello Eren, Merry Christmas to you," his grandfather said once he greeted me at the door, "Armin is--"
He was interrupted by the sudden thudding of Armin's footsteps. "Hey Eren," he said breathlessly, pulling me in.
"Glad you could join us for Christmas." His grandpa added.
"Thanks for letting me come over," I agreed.
"You're more than welcome here," his grandpa said.
That thought settled in me. At least I wasn't a burden in this house.
"Here Eren, I got you a present for taking care of my grandson. I hope you'll take care of yourself with these, too." The old man handed me a package, which I hesitated to open at first, but then he insisted. I tore away the wrappings to find a handmade knit scarf, gloves, and hat.
"Wow...thank you..." I faltered.
"Call me Archie," he suggested.
"Archie Arlert..." I chuckled. "Thank you so much, sir."
Armin smiled, at his grandpa and then me.
I pressed the knit items to my chest thoughtfully, glad I belonged somewhere.
AN: Wow I spoiled you guys buy writing so much; it's more of a result of me being lazy and not writing though.
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FanfictionARMIN: This wanted poster had to be the stupidest idea ever. Now that Armin Arlert is in college, he left his high school friends behind. He doesn't know anyone at his new college and has a difficult time making friends. Before they went their separ...
