Bertholdt x Mikasa (BeruMika)

Seven

~ARMIN'S POV~

Well whatever that was between Bert and Mikasa was very unusual and oddly scary for me. I don't know, I guess I just don't like getting involved in other's business. Especially if includes any type of anger or resentment.

I got dressed into standard uniform and got my money into my pockets and gear on. My hair finally dried, sometimes I think about cutting it but I'll feel as if something would die inside of me if I did.

Eren is still with the scouts, I'm not getting books a 100% really. My plan this evening is to find out what's happening to Eren, and what are the plans for him with the government. Hopefully I'll get some Intel and see what I can do about it. Eren didn't even do anything wrong, the only reason he's seen as a threat is because people fear what they don't know, plus especially since the government themselves don't know what's going on they're afraid the most. Lastly, the refusal of cooperation with Eren from interior locals is what makes it even worse. But in the end, if things don't work out with Eren. . .I'm afraid that he'll be murdered.

Whatever, before jumping to any more conclusions I'll have to see and hear for myself the rumours of what'll be happening.

I heard some yells upstairs, I didn't bother because it sounded argumentative and not like something potentially dangerous is happening like a titan or whatever.

I got my boots on and cloak, folded my other clothes and went upstairs.

"H-heyyyy guys. Uhm I guess I'll be going now." Is all I said and headed for the door.

Before I did, caught a glance of Mikasa shoving a plate into Bertholdt's chest as she started muttering and somewhat yelling to him.

"Bye Armin." Mikasa said back lowly.

"Kay bye!" Was all I said and quickly shut the door behind me.

The road here was empty, and most inns were full from what I was seeing. As I walked down to the right there were children going through trash bins. For food I think? I can't help to only think of the fact that that could've been Mikasa, if she wasn't adopted by the Jaegers.

"Hey kids." I called to them.

They perked their heads up and hid, mainly the little sister behind her brother I'm assuming.

"Don't worry I'm jot going to hurt you." There was so much fear in their eyes.

I guess food is more important than money right now. Hopefully bringing these kids to the apartment will calm Bert and Mikasa down. I held out a few Euros for them to follow.

"Here, you'll both get this for food if you just follow."

The little boy looked back to his little sister and held her hand, the both of them trailed along.

I unlocked the door to see Bert sweeping up a broken plate. I didn't see Mikasa yet but I awkwardly let the children in.

"Heyyyy guyss. . .?"

"Huh?" Bert called his attention to me, and slowly moved his eyes to the kids.

"These are--?" Holy crap I didn't even ask for their names.

"Micah and Ana." The boy piped up.

"Hi little ones, come and sit by the backyard patio." Bert led them there and gave the little girl a straw doll. We found some in storage when we got here yesterday.

Mikasa was on the bed watching this happen and tool me to the side as Bert welcomed the kids.

"What is this?" She demanded.

"D-dont worry it'll just be for tonight and--" I sighed and Mikasa just waited for me to continue.

"And?"

"And just seeing them dig through trash for dinner made me think. What if the that was you? What if the Jaegers didn't take you in? I couldn't let that happened to these kids,-- just let them have one night of warmth, food, and good slumber." Was all I could say to reason and somewhat beg her to let them stay.

"Fine. But where are they sleeping?"

This was a good question I hadn't thought of.

"Well my bed is only for one person. Try and work out something with Bert. I'd say he should find something to sleep on like lining the chairs together but he's too tall. Just work it out whilst I go to the library, okay!"

"Okay." Mikasa answered with a pensive face to the ground.

"I'm going to buy some breakfast as well."

"Okay, go to Bert for some cash."

I nodded and left with 25£ since there were 2 more people here. Mikasa picked the smaller one up and smiled to her happily playing the "I got your nose" game.