Sometimes
Hi! This is my first time on fanfiction and my first fanfic. So, I'll do something short. I'm really young so I'll try my best. Let me know if there's any errors!
Disclaimer: I do not own Attack On Titan/ Shingeki No Kyojin, it is owned by Hajime Isayama.
Enough talk onto the story. (;A;)
~Ackerwoman
Sometimes she just sits.
Sometimes she talks.
Sometimes she smiles.
Sometimes she laughs.
But only around him.
And sometimes, she dreams.
Of a world without titans. Or chaos. Or death. She dreams of peace. And family, her family. All of them. And she longs for it. She'll sigh, and push these thoughts out of her mind. Because, she tells herself, there's no use of dreaming about what you can't have.
Sometime she wants it to end.
Sometimes she wants to break down. And let it all out.
Sometimes she wants to succumb to her fears.
But she can't. Or rather, won't. For him, she'll murmur to herself. And she'll keep fighting. She'll stay by his side, to protect him no matter what. Because she loves him. But there's always fear.
And sometimes, she'll question her love for him.
And more times than none, she won't question her love. Because he means so much to her. He gave her hope, when she had thought all was lost. A home when she had none. And a family when she lost hers.
Sometimes, she'll question her choice of life.
Most had started with, Why? Why me?
And, sometimes, she'll wonder if she'll live to see the next sunrise, or sunset.
More times than most, she'll thumb the crimson fabric around her neck. And she'll think of that day. She'll think of what that scarf means to her. And when asked about it by comrades, she'll answer back, "It represents what I've overcome,".
Sometimes he ask why she still wears it.
She'll simply state, "It reminds me of how you came to help me in my time of need, it reminds me of my goal.", or , "It's warm,".
But recently he had asked, and she gave him the same answer. And instead of leaving like he usually does, he simply wraps his arms around her. They'll stay like that for a while. In each other's arms. And when he'd pull away, he'd say something. Things that he does not say, or rarely says.
"You don't need that scarf, because you have me. I can keep you warmer than any old piece of fabric."
I literally just winged this.
I never had an ideal pairing at first.
;_;
And it's longer than I expected. Oh well. That sums up my first fanfic :D
Hope you all enjoyed this, thank you so much for reading (*v*)
See you later. (Hopefully)
~Ackerwoman