"Y-Ymir! Stop!" Christa pleaded. Ymir looked down at her. She had turned titan and now held her beloved in her large hand. But The brunette wasn't acting like she usually would.

"Please, Ymir..." Tears formed the blondes eyes. Ymir held Christa up to her face. The two staring at each other for a few moments. Then the giantess began to bring the girl closer to her mouth. The brunette could her Christa's wails and screams, Begging for her to stop.

Then a sickening crunch-

Ymir shot up from her bed, beathing heavily. She quickly covered her mouth to muffle the sound, closing her eyes as she did. This was atleast the fifth time she had this dream. Why did it keep creeping back into her mind? She didn't know.

"Ymir, are you okay?" Said brunette turned her attention towards the edge of her bed. Christa had climbed up unto her half of the bunk. The blondes eyes were full of comcern.

"Ymir..." She repeated, her voice more worried than before.

"I'm fine," Ymir insisted.

"Are you sure? You don't sound fine."

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"Hey, Christa... You know I wouldn't try to hurt you, right?" Ymir asked.

'So that's whats bothering her...' Christa thought. The blonde crawled across the bed and wrapped her arms around Ymir. The taller teen stared at the shorter one with the smallest bit of surprise.

"No, I don't believe that you would ever bring me harm." the blonde replied, planting a soft kiss on Ymirs cheek. Said brunette gave off a small amount of blush, causing Christa to quietly chuckle.

"Well, since you're alright, I'm going back to my bed... Okay?" The blonde said. She began to crawl towards the ladder, only to be tugged back.

"Please stay..." Ymir spoke in a soft, quiet voice. Christa stared into her brown eyes. For a second, they almost looked afraid. Christa shifted next to Ymir, pulling the bedsheets over both of them as she did. The blonde cuddled into her friend.

Ymir looked down at Christa. She really was a great friend.

All the more reason she has to be careful. One small mishap, and it would all be gone. If Ymir lost control, Christa wouldn't stay back. She'd try to find a way to help her. And if she failed...

No. Ymir wasn't going to let that happen. Christa was the small light in her Everlasting darkness. She wan't going to let her disappear.

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Right?

I was trying to write something for my Yandere fic... But I could only write fluff...

Yumikuri everybody!

-8BitS