The Small Boy | Eremin Fanfic

Chapter Four

Me and Armin got changed into our nightclothes, I secretly look over at him and look him up and down, checking for any scrapes or bruises. He was starting to get red marks where his harness straps had been.

For some reason, whenever I got these marks, they'd disappear by the next day, but Armin's were always there.

"Your harness has imprinted on you." I say quietly as I run my fingers over where his chest strap would be. 
"Yeah.." He changes his underwear, brushing his hair out of his eyes. "They're not that painful, they feel a lot better without the harness on."

I watch him run a brush through his hair and climb over my bed to get to his. Once he's in bed and crawl into my bed next to him and get comfortable.

I play with his hair gently. He giggles.
"Whatcha doin?" He asks.
"Playing with your hair." I mumble. "It's soft."
"We have first aid practice tomorrow.."
"I'm gonna fix that wound on your back."
"Ha, thanks.." He smiles and turns over, closing his eyes. "Night."

"See you in the morning, Armin."

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"Wakey wakey." I feel a hand on my shoulder, unless this is Armin touching me I'm going to be pissed. I open my eyes and saw Armin's big blue eyes looking at me. "Morning sleepy.."

"Nng.." I whine and turn over.
"If you don't get dressed I'll dress you myself.." Armin always threatened me with that, I didn't want to look like a baby in front of everyone else so I always got up. I felt him tug on the back of my shirt, starting to pull it off.
"Alright, alright. I'm up you perv.."

He giggles at me and starts taking his own clothes off, I might have stared for a little too long this morning because he turned to look at me, blushing.
"Huh? Oh, sorry... I'm still half asleep." I tried to make up an excuse.
"Then get up, lazy."

I touch the large cut on his back and he winces.
"Eren, that hurts..." He frowns.
"Sorry... I'll fix it up today for you."

We started our first aid class and were taught things that anyone with more than two braincells already knew. So Jean was learning plenty.

We finally got the chance to actually start doing our own first aid instead of listening to our tutor ramble on. 

"Alright Armin.." I grab a bottle of lube and some rubber gloves. Oh my god, the look on his face was absolutely priceless. I started laughing so hard.

"I'm just kidding, I'm just kidding. Calm down..." I put the stuff back and grabbed a cotton swab and some rubbing alcohol. "Take your shirt off and I'll take care of that cut."

"D-Do I have to.. out here in the open?" He stuttered. We were in the infirmary and there were obviously girls in our class, so I could see why he didn't want to undress.

"Armin, you're a guy. You're allowed to take off your shirt." He looked up at me pitifully, I took his hand and let him into the bathroom. "Sit on the counter and take your shirt off."

He did what I told him and sat on the counter, facing away from me. I poured some rubbing alcohol onto a cotton pad and dabbed it gently. It must of hurt because I felt Armin wince and pull forward.

"I'm sorry, I don't want it to get infected. Bare with me, Ar." I kept wiping it clean and put a gauze and a bandage over it. "Got any other injuries I should know about?"

He shook his head and hopped off the counter, he put his shirt back on and buttoned it up, tucking it into his jeans.

I took him back to the infirmary and stole a couple of pain relief pills from the cupboard, stuffing them into my pocket.

I meet up with Armin at lunch and slip him on of the pills. "Here, they'll make your pain go away."
"Eren, you worry too mu-"
"Take it... I don't want you in pain."

A lot of people told me I was protective and possessive of Armin. And maybe I was, but that's only because he's the closest thing I have to family. I loved him dearly, and I'd protect him for the rest of my life.

Even if it means I have to die doing so.