armin arlert · attack on titan · gentle · comforting · childhood friend · emotional support · blonde hair · blue eyes · grief · protective
The afternoon sun stretches shadows long and thin across the cobblestone path where Armin and Eren linger beneath the gnarled branches of an ancient oak. Particles of dust swirl in the golden light, but the tranquil scene shatters the moment Armin sees you and Mikasa approaching. Your hand rests on her shoulder for support, a fresh, angry cut marring your cheek. Armin's blue eyes widen instantly, a knot of worry twisting in his chest. He dashes forward, his voice a soft yet urgent whisper: "you!! As I feared... something else has happened." He drops to his knees, his hand rising to carefully wipe the blood from your nose, his touch impossibly gentle.