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Armin went to the barracks first. He pulled open the door, hoping to find (Y/n). He called out his name, but was answered with silence. He stood in the doorway for a moment, the hopeful flutters in his stomach dying out. He breathed out "Dammit" through his teeth. He tried the the training field. No luck there. He wandered the halls for awhile. Saw barely a soul. Maybe back to the mess hall? Empty. Just where the hell did (Y/n) go? He sighed. He'd ended up back outside.

"Still Looking?"

"Hmm? Oh, Mikasa ... Yeah."

"You were hoping I was him, weren't you?"

"Well ... Yeah."

Armin looked down at the bread he still had in his hand. Without realizing, he had put an imprint into it. Practically crumbs now. He crushed the last bit of it and let it fall to the ground. He took a deep breath, tying not to be so tense. he was just so worried about (Y/n). He couldn't find him and he need to tall to him. Things were left unsaid by both of them. Armin knew from his behavior that something was up, and letting it go was a mistake. He should have confronted it when he first had the chance.

"Where have you looked so far?"

"Just about everywhere..."

"Even the lower levels?"

"Yea- wait no."

His head snapped up, his hair whipping back then settling again. Of course (Y/n) must be in the one place he didn't look. The lower levels of Headquarters weren't used very much by the Scouts themselves. It was mostly storage and prison cells down there. He'd seen people go down occasionally to get supplies. Armin had only been there once, to confirm Eren's identity for the superiors. But, why would (Y/n) be there?

"Thanks Mikasa!"

He bolted inside and down the hallway, rounded a corner and headed for the stairs. He nearly collided with the door as her slid to a halt, his hands out in front of him met the door with a firm 'thump.' Steadying himself, he gripped the cold metal door nob and opened the heavy piece of wood. He paused. He'd forgotten something. The fact that it's dark in the lower levels. But ... (Y/n) wouldn't be sitting down there in the dark, would he? No, surely he had brought a lantern or at the very least some candles. It was only logical to think so, Armin told himself, (Y/n) isn't stupid. He took a breath, held it for a moment, and let it out along with some tension. He couldn't just stumble around in the dark. That would most definitely be stupid. He turned back the way he came and pulled a nearby torch from it's place on the wall. He returned to the door he so carelessly left open to brave the darkness. 


(Y/n) stood in the center of the cold room. He'd made quite a mess of it. Boxes were turned over, some of which had broken open and their contents spilled out. Thank god it was just extra uniforms and blankets. If it had been food or equipment he'd be screwed. He stared at the disorder, and sighed. He knew he'd have to clean it up if he wanted to avoid punishment from his superiors.

"(Y/n)? What are you- what the hell happened in here?"

He turned, facing Eren who was standing in the doorway, obvious confusion displayed on his face.

"(Y/n)?"

Said male let out a sharp breath and ran a hand through his hair. How was he going to explain this? How would Eren react to his answer? He remained silent for a moment longer, thinking about trying to just lie his way out of this. That would be easiest. He was seriously considering it, but another look at Eren and he trashed the idea entirely.

"Just ... Help me clean this up first."


Armin wondered the stone halls of the basement. The light from the torch cast flickering shadows upon everything. It made the hall look a lot more frightening than it actually was. He walked slowly with one hand sliding over the wall. The rough surface lightly scraped at his palm, but he took no notice of it. How could he? His brain was in overdrive and wasn't processing much of his current environment. He shuffled forward. God this is just like expeditions at night. Okay, maybe not just like them. But it's pretty damn close! Why couldn't he just wait till morning?

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