After the fall of Shiganshina – of the whole wall Maria at that – Eren decided to enlist. It's something anyone would expect of Eren, anyway. Besides, it's something he has always wanted. Armin, on the other hand, surprised both Eren and Mikasa when he declared he was going to enlist as well. After all, he's tired of his friends fighting his fights for him. He wants to be able to finally do something. And maybe someday achieve his dream of seeing the ocean.

His plans are already set, and Armin is nothing but focused on fulfilling them, so why was he letting himself get sidetracked and distracted? He can't help but pay his undivided attention to Y/N. He can't even explain it, but Y/N just stood out to him. She's soft-spoken but headstrong, smart but not overly serious, and is absolutely beautiful.

"You're staring again," Eren said for what is probably the fourth time that day. The contrast between Armin's blonde hair and his red face is outstanding. "I'm not." He murmured. He knows it's in vain, yet he still felt compelled to lie. "I think you should talk to her," Mikasa told him in between bites.

"I don't even know what to say to her." And that is where Armin's dilemma lies. Among the three of them, he's probably the most likable, but his meek nature doesn't really push him into initiating conversations – let alone try to flirt with someone.

"Just tell her you like her. What was it you said the other day? She's the most beautiful person you've ever seen?" Eren teased, a very naughty smile on his face. "Wha - ! Eren! I didn't say anything like that." Frankly, Armin isn't really sure. He might have said something like that… it sounds like something he'd say, after all.

"Eren's right. Just be honest. Y/N likes you too, you know." Mikasa told him before she focused back on her soup. She seems so indifferent, but her words seemed to shift Armin's world. "She likes me, too?" He feels like he could jump for joy at the news. Seriously run through the streets and yell in celebration. Still, doubt clouded his mind.

"How would you know that, Mikasa?"

"Because, Armin, Y/N is as obvious as you are." Really, Mikasa seemed scandalized at that – as if Armin should have known this all along! And to think Mikasa of all people would notice something like that.

Armin felt ice course through his veins, not out of fear or disappointment but due to sudden and uncontainable excitement. His heart seems to be jumping around his chest. Now, what to do with that information? Should he listen to Eren and just walk up to Y/N and tell her how he feels?

That thought stayed with Armin for the next days, and he obviously seems distracted during training that even Ymir who couldn't possibly give a damn about him noticed.

"Are you gonna eat that?" Sasha asked, pointing towards Armin's untouched bread. Well, she asked but she didn't wait for an answer. It was already half inside her mouth before Armin got to react at all.

"Hey!" Armin whined – fully aware that it's too late to save his bread.

"That's what you get for daydreaming about Y/N instead of eating," Ymir commented, her ever smug grin present on her face. It was like a needle dropped in the whole mess hall because of course Ymir is just that loud! And against his will, Armin looked at Y/N's direction – finding her blushing and looking straight back at him. In a rare surge of boldness, Armin spoke, "Ymir, don't go exposing my secrets now."

Cringe. Armin can almost feel everyone cringe at that. He regrets it the moment those words left his mouth. To make matters worse, Connie led everyone in laughing at him. Armin did the honorable thing to do – he ran outside.

Before he can fully marinade in his tears and drown himself in his embarrassment, Armin heard footsteps approach him. Assuming it's either Mikasa or Eren, he reassured them right away. "I'm okay." The voice that answered him took him by surprise.

"Good to know. Also, I saw Sasha take your food. I bet you're still hungry so here."

"Y/N?" You'd think a million different thoughts would rush around in his head at that moment, but there was actually nothing. His mind was completely blank, especially when he felt Y/N's warmth as she took a seat beside him. Y/N is starting to double think her approaching Armin since he's just looking at her.

"Uhmm…" Y/N tried to hand her bread to Armin once more, the action finally taking Armin out of the trance he seemed to be in. "Thank you." Silence took over them once more. What was he supposed to do or say now? Armin wished he read something about this… talking to girls. He talks to Mikasa all the time, so why is he having such a hard time?

"Y/N, about what Ymir said…" Armin's at a loss. Was he supposed to brush it aside and lie to her about his feelings? Is he supposed to confess now?

"I'm sorry Ymir put you on the spot like that. That wasn't very nice of her." Armin can't help but smile at that. "Yeah, but I'm used to it. Ymir and I don't really get along."

"I think Krista is the only one she likes!" Y/N commented with surprising cheerfulness. The two of them ended up talking about their fellow trainees that night, Armin totally stopping from overthinking and actually getting comfortable with Y/N.

"No! I can imagine Eren doing that, but Mikasa?" Y/N said, plucking another flower from the little cluster they're sitting by. "Yes, well Mikasa can get pretty violent when it comes to protecting us – especially Eren."

"I think I understand. You two are her precious friends after all. Here." Y/N then handed a flower crown that she's been making to Armin. "Wow, this is beautiful." Armin said, proudly wearing Y/N's gift. "It is. Looks like Persephone blessed us really well this spring." "Persephone?" At Armin's question, Y/N tensed up. "Ah, nothing! We'd better go to the dining hall before Sasha inhale every bread in the room!" Y/N went on to do just that, leaving Armin behind.

Armin found it odd, but not really unusual. Y/N seems to be having a hard time totally opening up to him. It's like there's something she wants to tell him but would change her mind at the last minute. A clear example was their interaction earlier. Armin made it his goal to make Y/N comfortable around him.

Out of breath, Armin stood just outside the little cottage he and his team would be staying at during this exercise. Reiner helped him out again but he still feels as though he carried the world on his shoulders. "Armin! There you are. Here, I bet you're thirsty." Before, Armin would have been embarrassed at the thought of Y/N seeing him breathless and sweaty. Now he's just happy to see her.

"Thank you!" He said, taking the offered canister. "You're welcome. The instructor said we're free for the rest of the night, by the way." After finally catching his breath, Armin decided to take a chance. "Do you want to take a walk? With me?" Surprisingly, Armin wasn't nervous. It's not that he's so confident Y/N would say yes. But there's a lower chance of her turning him down, as proven by the eager nod that she gave him.

Honestly, the terrain was horrible, the view was ugly and the weather was humid but the two of them don't seem to mind it one bit. They talked about the most mundane things – their breakfast that morning, Bertholdt's weird sleeping positions, Sasha's fascination with the mushrooms they saw earlier and Jean's horse-like face – and yet it's like it's the most important thing in the world. Armin hangs onto her every word and she seemed to be doing the same to her.

"Eek!"

Armin's reflexes worked so fast he didn't have time to think. One moment Y/N was about to fall down due to tripping on an exposed tree root, the next she was in Armin's arms. "Are you okay?" He asked, face the closest they've ever been to her. "Yes." They stayed like that… close. Close enough to feel each other's breath on their skin; to count each other's eyelashes.

"I really like you, Y/N!" It just felt like the perfect moment to lay his feelings bare. Armin didn't have time to doubt himself as Y/N's reply came right away. "I like you, too." Mikasa was right, after all.

To say they were a hundred percent comfortable with each other isn't exactly factual. I mean, of course, they are comfortable to some extent, but being intimate is just something they aren't tackling very well. Armin would love to hold Y/N hand as they walk around the training academy, but he'd wonder if he's being too forward or improper. The teasing from the rest of the guys isn't helping either.

What's more is that there is still that lingering hesitation from Y/N – it's like she has a secret she so wanted to share with him but just can't find the courage to do so. In fear of judgment, perhaps.

Most of the 104th class are doing their laundry, and Y/N and Armin are doing theirs together in silent companionship when Jean, Connie, and Sasha decided to break the mundane atmosphere by hitting each other with their laundry – getting even those innocently doing their chores wet.

"Hey!"

"Blugh!" Armin exclaimed as he was hit straight on the face. It didn't damper anyone's spirits though, as they went on and more joined in. Armin and Y/N actually ended up teaming up on Connie. Soon enough, everyone at the riverbank is soaking wet and red from all the hitting that they were doing – the clothes they were washing definitely not getting any cleaner.

It took Keith Shadis himself to stop the trainees' shenanigans and for them to calm down.

"That was fun." Y/N said as she tried to fix her hair that's been sticking to her face. "Oh! Your eyes are so red."

Armin could definitely feel a slight stinging sensation. "I think the water irritated my eyes. Heh, I guess I'm lucky this isn't the ocean, because then – ah!" The ocean. Armin is aware that knowledge of this is dangerous – deadly! It's not that he doesn't trust Y/N, but he needs to be careful.

Y/N then looked around, as if trying to make sure no one is close enough to hear them. "That would have been painful. It is salty water after all." She said, followed by a deep sigh. "How did you… Uhm, you know of the ocean?" She said in a whisper.

Now, this might be extremely stupid and generous but Armin can't help but feel like this is the final hurdle they have to get over. "Books." He answered simply. Y/N then grabbed Armin's hand – leaving their laundry behind – and went to the dorms. Making sure the rooms she shares with the other trainees is empty, Y/N pulled Armin inside. "I have something to show you and I think you know that it's between just us two."

They soon find themselves standing at the bunk bed assigned to Y/N, facing the small nightstand with at least a dozen books. Honestly, nothing really stands out to Armin. Nothing looks like the books his family owned – those about the outside world. "These are history books? Those you can find anywhere."

"Well yes, but no." Y/N said before grabbing one in the middle entitled Fritz: The Royal Family. It's probably the most famous book within the walls – only because it was required to be read by everyone. Y/N pulling that one out served only to confuse Armin. "They say the best place to hide a leaf in is in a forest, so…" Y/N then opened the book, showing Armin that the pages inside are nothing about the Fritz family. "I replaced the cover."

"The ocean! I know this. It's talking about how the world has more water than land – there are also things about the tundra and deserts!" The two of them began talking about the things they haven't seen but read about. Armin found out that Y/N is fascinated with mythology. He's surprised to find out that there is a god for everything!

They mostly lingered on the book called World Atlas. It's full of nothing but colorful maps and of places they couldn't even pronounce. "Maybe, beyond the walls, these places are still out there. I'm mostly interested in seeing this rain forest." Y/N said. It was at that moment when realization hit Armin that they truly are perfect for each other. "Of course, before getting there we'd have to cross the ocean. I wonder if it's truly as beautiful as it is in these drawings. That's my dream."

Before he can stop himself, Armin leaned over and captured her lips in a sweet peck. "What?" Surprise was etched in Y/N's face, but Armin won't miss the cute flush of her cheeks. "That just felt… right. Don't you think so?" Armin said, flashing a confident smile. "Let's try that again."