Chapter two: So this is what love feels like
Historia walked out for breakfast. She sat down next to Armin at the table. Armin looked over at her and smiled. Historia felt her heart skip a beat.
"Morning, Historia."
"Morning…"
"You sleep well?" Armin asked. Everybody else around the table was chatting, except for Eren and Mikasa, for Mikasa's ribs were still injured and Eren was bringing her breakfast.
"Yeah…you?" Historia asked. Armin nodded.
"Hey, um…about last night…" Armin started, blushing. Historia's cheeks turned slightly red as she brushed her blonde locks out of her face.
"Yeah…what about it?" Historia asked.
"I'm glad you're giving me a chance to be your friend, Historia," Armin said. It made Historia happy that he wasn't calling her Christa like the others often did on accident.
"Yeah…well, I'm glad you want to be my friend," Historia said, smiling slightly.
After a long amount of fighting and drama against Kenny and King Reiss, it was the day before Historia's coronation.
Armin and Historia were the last ones up. Armin and Historia had been sitting at the table. Historia was thinking while Armin was reading.
Armin suddenly yawned, closing the book. Historia looked up at him.
"You going to bed?" she asked. Armin nodded.
"Yeah. You should too. It's getting late."
Historia nodded, getting up. The two walked down the hall, heading towards their bedrooms.
The two turned, looking at each other.
"Um…goodnight," Historia said.
"Goodnight…"
The two tried to walk off, but they couldn't. Historia was going to be leaving the next day, so…why not now?
Armin gently, nervously, even shyly slipped his hands into hers.
Historia felt a blush rise on her cheeks, as Armin's eyes practically asked it all. Historia closed her eyes, showing that she was allowing this. Armin leaned in, softly pressing his lips against hers.
Tears flowed from Historia's eyes as her eyes clenched. Love. Love felt so beautiful and precious. She didn't want it to slip out of her hands.
When the two pulled away, their cheeks were red. Armin was softly caressing her cheek.
"…I love you, Historia."
Historia took a deep, shaky breath before answering.
"I love you too, Armin."
The two let each other's hands fall.
"Goodnight, Armin."
"Goodnight…Historia."