POINT OF VIEW CHANGE!
Bertolt's Point of View
I could get used to this, I think as I look at the small blonde girl sleepily-sprawled across my chest. She looks childish, like this. Her emerald eyes closed, her face looks younger in sleep. I shouldn't enjoy this, enjoy how close she is. How this is the only chance I'll have to hold her. I wrap my arm lightly around her waist, smiling as she nuzzles into my chest, her legs tightening around one of my own. She looks so beautiful, not that she isn't normally beautiful. She is. Beautiful. Always. It's infuriating, the effect she has on me. I mean, I'm a shy guy. I get that, but Robin makes me forget my own name. Unless she says it, or when she jokingly calls me Beanstalk. She's the only one I like calling me, that because when she says it her eyes light up. I sigh, smiling down at her. If they never found us, I think I could be okay with that.
-TIME SKIP (only a few hours) -
Eventually, much to my dislike Robin wakes up. Of course watching her wake up is almost as wonderful as watching her sleep. She lifts up her head, her long blonde hair tangling itself together. She opens her eyes slightly, to peer down at me.
"Is it morning?" she asks, her voice still laced with sleep.
"Yeah." I say, as I feel my cheeks heat up.
"Oh. Sorry. You probably want to get up, and here I am sleeping on you. Sorry." She says, sitting up her cheeks a fierce red. I sit up too
"It's fine really. I don't mind using this time to relax. It's not like I'm exactly looking forward to getting back. Can you imagine the Instructor when we get back? My legs hurt just thinking about all of those laps." I say, as I scratch the back of my neck. She groans, flopping onto the pile of blankets we've been using.
"I don't even want to think about that. Marco is going to be livid. He's going to smother-mother me so hard." She says, she rolls over, so she's laying on her back.
"Smother-mother?"
"Whenever I make Marco mad, he smothers me with concern. It's to make me feel bad for making him mad. He'll completely overwhelm me, and it drives me bonkers. He also does it whenever I'm sick, or whenever I've gotten hurt. When I broke my arm when we were kids, he did everything for me. It made me wish that I could just hit him upside the head." I can't help it, I laugh. Even as I attempt to ignore the burning feeling in my stomach. I hate seeing her face light up like that over someone else. Of course, this could just be me being overly jealous. I mean, she's never said her and Marco were together. I mean, romantically involved. I could ask her-
"Did you hear that?" she asks, as she leaps to her feet. I look at her, in awe of how beautiful she is.
"H-hear what?" she looks at me funny, her cheeks turning pink.
"That noise, like someone was yelling. I think someone's here. Maybe it's a search party!" she says. She looks down at herself, "I have to go change, make sure they have an extra horse for you. Tell them you'll need to hurry to the infirmary." She says, as she rushes around the room, as she snatches up her uniform. I pale instantly
"D-don't do that." I say, as I stand up. She looks up at me alarmed.
"Bert! Be careful! You don't want to open up your leg again! Besides," she says as she supports my weight "I think your leg is infected. It's probably why you are so warm. You feel like you have a fever."
"I do?"
"Yeah. You're hotter than fire. It's crazy. That's why I've been sleeping so close to you." She says, her cheeks turning red again. Because I'm warm?
"Oh."
"Yeah, anyways, you just sit down. Or um, you could start getting things packed. I'm going to change." She says, as she brings me over to the one remaining chair in the house.
"Of-of course." I watch her walk away, feeling deflated.
I should have known. The only reason she's been snuggling up to me this whole time was because of how warm I was. (MANGA SPOILER MANGA SPOILER MANGA SPOILER) If only she knew that the reason I was so warm was because of the fact that I am the Colossal Titan. (SPOILER OVER SPOILER OVER SPOILER OVER) Besides, a girl like Robin is probably with someone. It's common knowledge that she's always with Jean or Marco. She even seems really close to the two of them. I think Armin likes her too. Even Reiner admitted to liking to watch her walk past him. "What?" he had said "She has a nice ass."
I was stupid for thinking that it was actually because of me. She probably knew how I felt and was just pretending to oblivious, to spare my feelings. I look at the items strewn across the floor, I sigh, I should help, given that she still thinks I'm wounded.
ROBIN'S POINT OF VIEW
I throw on my uniform, grateful for the chance to get away from Bertolt, even if it was just a moment. I sigh, leaning against the door to the back bedroom. Just friends, just friends, just friends. Because just friends fall asleep on each other. People who are just friends, dream about their friend in a non-friendly way. People who are just friends don't feel as if they're going to explode from happiness every time their friend looks in their direction.
"Robin? You coming?" calls Bertolt, I frown but open the door.
"Yeah. I better head out. You make sure everything is fine here." I instruct as I walk past him
"Actually," he says as he clambers to his feet, wincing slightly "I don't think you should go out there."
"Why not?"
"What if it's not a search party? What if it's actually looters? They'd attack us without any hesitation." He cautions.
"I-I guess I didn't think of that."
"It's fine. It'd be better to just observe whoever it is for right now. See who they are before we go running around telling them where we are." He says, his words though not intended to hurt, did.
"Right. Sorry." I choke out, as tears burn in my eyes. God I'm so stupid. How much more danger am I going to put myself and Bertolt in before I get us killed? Bert's eyes widen
"Robin, I- "
"It's okay. I know you didn't mean it that way. I just, I mean I have failed. You I mean, as a partner. In the exercise. I mean, we got lost, stranded in a storm and attacked by wolves. Just now I could have possibly gotten us killed by looters. How much more can I screw up before one of us gets killed?"
"Robin. I, come here." He says, pulling me into his chest. "It's okay."
"No, it's not," I hiccup "I almost got you killed. That's not okay."
"Did you purposely get us lost? Did you make that storm appear? Did you lure those wolves out, then force them to circle us? Leaving us no option but to do what we did? Is any of that really your fault?" he asks, as he rubs circles into my back.
"N-no."
"See, we just got a case of bad luck. That's all. It could have happened to anyone. We just happened to catch all the old maids." He says
"Catch all the old maids?" I inquire pulling my face from his chest to look at him, an eyebrow raised.
"Like the card game, you know old maid. Where you try to get one card- "
"I know how to play old maid. You realize though, that it was a terrible analogy right?"
"It wasn't that bad."
"Yes it was."
"Not it wasn't."
"It really was- "
"You hear that?" he interrupts, as we both freeze. There was horses outside. Only the military had access to horses.
"Yeah! Let's go!" I say as I pull away.
"Wait Robin," he calls, catching my wrist
"Yeah?"
"Don't tell anyone, about me getting hurt by the wolves. Okay?"
"You're going to tell them right?"
"Of course. I just- "
"Don't want me to embarrass you." I finish, his face turns red.
"N-no. It's just. I just um. I'll tell everyone." He says, give me a pleading look. I bit my lip,
"Fine." I say, as I turn to the door, and throw it open.
I'm immediately engulfed in two pairs of big arms.
"Robin!" Marco cries,
"We were worried." Jean says, as they both squeeze me.
"I um, appreciate the concern, but you're both crushing my lungs right now, making it a little hard to breath."
"Oh right! Sorry!" They say in unison letting me go. In the midst of our reunion, Reiner had pushed past us, clasping Bert of the arm. The two friends had leaned into each other, conversing quietly.
"Robin! So you're alright. Everyone was really worried!" says Armin, as he enters the cabin.
"I'm fine. Bert's the one who got hurt." I say, touched by everyone's concern.
"Yeah, and with the storm we figured it wasn't safe to try and head back until now." He finishes, as he walks up behind me.
"Well I'm glad you're both okay." Say Reiner, winking at me. I feel my face flush, even though I know that nothing happened between Bert and I.
"We better head back, we'll be back in time for lunch." Calls Sasha from outside. When I pass her and Connie by, the boy both grin and wink at me.
"We didn't bring extra horses, because the Instructor didn't want too many out. But Sasha and Connie can ride together, and you can ride with me." Says Jean as he picks me up by my hips, placing me onto the horse's saddle.
"Thanks." I say, I offer Jean my hand as he pulls himself onto the horse.
"Of course. Besides, it's like riding with my little sister, you're so fucking small." {I KNOW JEAN DOESN'T HAVE A SISTER I JUST WANTED TO ADD THAT} The rest of the group laughed
"He does have a point; I think my little sister is taller than you." Connie calls out, as he leads his and Sasha's horse forward.
"Oh shut up, both of you. At least with Bertolt, I didn't have to worry about anyone being an ass." I grouch, as I hit Jean lightly on the arm. Connie and Jean laugh, and Sasha says something under her breath as the two move past me. It sounded vaguely like "That's because you two were too busy sucking each other's faces off." Bert on the other hand, coughs and blushes down at his horse.
-TIME SKIP- (Okay sorry I'm lazy we're time skipping a week)
"Robin! Robin! Wake up!" screams an overly excited Sasha in my ear. I leap forward, hitting my head on the ceiling above mine.
"Are you alright?" asks Krista, as I groan and flop backwards onto my bed.
"I'm fine. What's the deal?" I ask, glaring at Sasha.
"Bertolt needs your help!" she says, jumping up and down, looking pointedly at both Ymir and Krista.
"He needs my help? Over the help of anyone else in the squad?"
"Yeah! You need to head over to the mess hall! Right away!" said Krista, as she and Sasha giggled.
"Just like he needed my help last night? And the night before?" I question, raising an eyebrow as the two scowl. Ymir grins and throws an arm around Krista.
"Aw c'mon Robin, Krista here worked real hard to make sure Reiner would get Beanstalk to meet with you."
"Why do I want to meet Bertolt, in the middle of night? Instead I don't know, sleeping."
"Marco and Jean are in on this one." Mikasa says, oh-so-helpfully. I sigh
"Of course they are." I say,
"C'mon Robin. Just admit that you love Bertolt, and accept that Bertolt loves you. So we can move on, with all of our lives." Says Sasha, as she climbs onto my bed, sitting next to me.
"Why are you so fixated on this?" I ask, as I glare at her.
"Because, life here is a little dreary. We could all use a reminder that we still have feelings. You'd be taking one for the team."
"Why don't you take one for the team?" I ask, she laughs
"I can't. There isn't anyone I like." She says, even though her pink cheeks give her away.
"Oh really? What about Connie?" Sasha pales
"W-what? I-I-I don't l-like that bald shorty!"
"Oh please, saying you and Connie aren't over the moon for each other is like saying that Mikasa isn't Eren's stalker." I say, this remark however comes at a cost. One that ends up with me being shoved into a broom closet with Bertolt.
"How did you get in here?" I ask conversationally, as we sit with our knees against our chests. The closet is small, and still being used. It's rather unfortunate, that Bertolt is so big. If I were trapped here with anyone else, it might actually be comfortable. For me at least, physically.
"Reiner. You?"
"I called Mikasa Eren's stalker."
"It's really creepy how someone has been watching him." Bert remarks quietly.
"I bet it's her." I say loudly, someone kicks the closet door.
"I don't know. He says this person is watching him while he's sleeping. How could she sneak into the boy's barrack each and every night and none of us notice? Or not get caught by Shadis?" he questions. I shrug.
"Think it's a boy?"
"W-what? Why would you say that?"
"Um, because you said they watch him while he's sleeping. Maybe it's a boy. Who sleeps across from Eren?"
"I didn't mean that. It's Jean." He says. My eyes widen, but it's not as surprising as I originally thought. It made sense for it to be Jean, I always figured he liked Eren.
"Oh, well maybe I'm wrong." I say, as I make a mental note to talk to Jean.
"I guess. I don't know." He said, as he looks at me, making me grateful for the darkness that hides my crimson cheeks.
"So."
"So?"
"How's your leg? Did you ever get it looked at? I see you aren't limping anymore." I say, Bert tenses next to me. "What is something wrong?" I ask, a little startled by his response. The door to the closet flies open, revealing Reiner standing there, looking slightly irritated.
"What does she mean, how's your leg?" he demands, looking at Bertolt. His face turns red,
"You didn't tell him?" I demand, jumping up, crossing my arms.
"Uh. No." He says, shyly.
"What happened?" Reiner asks
"When we were out, Bert got attack by wolves. His leg got really messed up. But he kept refusing to let me help, he didn't want me to tell anyone either. I figured he didn't want the other guys to tease him about it, I didn't realize he was a complete idiot and didn't tell anyone!" I said giving Bertolt a pointed look. He looked down sheepishly. Reiner frowned down at his friend, who sat in the closet still.
"Why didn't you say anything?" I ask, "I get it I guess if you didn't want the other guys to know, but why not at least tell Reiner? I told you I thought you were coming down with a fever. What if your wound was infected? What if you got really sick because you didn't say anything? Don't you realize that people would have worried about you? Why would you do that?" I demand, angry at him. Angry at him for being so stupid. Didn't he realize I cared? Didn't he realize how scared I was when he got hurt? When he was lying there unconscious. When I thought we were going to die? Both Reiner and Bertolt are looking at me strangely.
"How is it?" Reiner asks, after a moment of silence.
"It's fine." Bertolt says, giving him a loaded look.
"I don't even believe you. Let me see it." I say, as I try to decipher the look the two share again. Bertolt looks up at me paling.
"N-no. R-really, R-R-Robin it's fine." He stutters out.
"No it's not. I can't trust you to look after yourself. Did you ever even clean it? You know back in the cabin? Have you changed your bandages?" I ask,
"Y-yes."
"Then let me see it."
"No."
"Bertolt." He throws a pleading look at Reiner, but the blonde boy merely shrugs his shoulders
"You got yourself into this mess buddy," He says "I'd let her see your leg." He pouts, looking like an overgrown child, hiding away in their closet.
'I'm not asking." I say, as I bend down. This scares him into agreeing.
"Fine, "he pulls up his pajama pant leg, showing his perfectly normal, un-infected and completely healed "See, I told you it was fine."
"H-how? Your whole calf, it was deep I don't- "
"I heal faster than most people. I-I don't really like talking about it." He says, looking down at his leg.
"I'm sorry. I just, I was worried. It looked pretty deep." Reiner speaks up now
"Maybe you should head back to your barrack Robin."
"Huh? Oh yeah right. Um, good night." I say, walking away feeling slightly dazed. I leave the mess hall, grateful for the crisp, cold air on my face, I heal faster than most people. What does that even mean? I make a noise into the night air, watching as my breath appears before me. I probably shouldn't have freaked out like that. They both were looking at me weird. It'd be better if no one knew how I felt about Bertolt. Especially Reiner, it's bad enough he's always hinting at getting Bert laid in some form, the last thing I need is for constant teasing from him Not to mention Jean and Marco, I make another noise of frustration. I was being stupid; I shouldn't have even mentioned his leg.
"Wait! Robin! I'll walk you back." Calls Bertolt, as he runs out after me, with Reiner waving to me as heads into the opposite direction. I stop, smiling as he offers his jacket. "It's pretty cold out here, and you're only wearing a nightgown." I laugh, as I shrug it on.
"Thanks. Mikasa didn't exactly let me get dressed before she dragged me out here." He laughs,
"Yeah I guess she wouldn't."
"She's pretty scary."
"When she's angry?"
"Just in general." He laughs again, making my stomach do cartwheels with joy.
"I'm sorry, for not telling you about my leg. I hadn't realized that you were so worried."
"I'm sorry too, I shouldn't have freaked out on you."
"Aww! Look at the couple apologizing after their first fight! So cute!" teases a voice from behind me.
"Marco!" I say, turning to scowl at the boy, but instead I'm pulled in for a hug.
"Sorry I've been gone; my Mom was sick. I had to take some time off." He says, "Hey Bert! Thanks for walking her back! I can take it from here." He says, Bert's face changes, just for a second, but he smiles slightly.
"Of course. Good night Marco, Robin." He says, before nodding at the both of us and turning away.
"Oh wait! Your jacket!" I call, but Bert merely turns and waves me down.
"Keep it, it looks good on you." He says, then turns away leaving me with a burning face and a laughing best friend.
"You two are so cute."
"Oh shut up Marco."
"You know you love me."
"I do."
"Of course you do, I'm your soul mate."
"You are."
"I missed you."
"I did too." We're arm in arm now, our steps slow and loping. It's been a while since we've walked like this. We used to when we were kids, and we were both happy. Marco kisses my head, a sure sign that he's overly happy.
"What's with you?" I ask, looking up at him,
"I'm just happy to be here with you." This is it, moments like this, when Marco says these sweet things, is what makes me love him.
"Aw. How cute."
"I know, I know." He says, laughing
"How's your family?" he shrugs,
"They're doing okay. My mom's been getting sick a lot, Dad's a little worried. I think they'll be fine, they always are." He says,
"Yeah."
"Are we going again?"
"Going where?"
"You know where Robin, it's in a few weeks. Are you going? You know I'll go with you."
"I know. I know. I want you to be there. I need you to be there. I can't imagine going without you, besides you deserve to go too. He really liked you, you know. He said you were a good kid. He was glad I was friends with you." I say, looking down at my feet.
"He gave me his blessing to marry you." I laugh
"That sounds like Ryan."
"I'm sorry, I know you don't really like talking about him."
"It's just, it doesn't hurt as much if I don't talk about him. I can just put him to the very back of my mind, I know he's there, I just don't think about him that much."
"It's rough either way."
"Yeah, it could be worse though. I mean, at least I still have you."
"Aww who's being cute now? Besides, from what I remember he'd be real proud of you Robin."
"Thanks."
"Any time."
We were nearing the girls barrack.
"Well good night, Rabbit." Marco says, I groan.
"Seriously, Rabbit? Go to hell Mouse."
"My pleasure."
BERTOLT'S POINT OF VIEW
I sigh as I watch Marco and Robin walk away. I know I shouldn't be jealous. I know that they're probably just best friends, I mean that's what Sasha told me they were. I guess I can't help but notice how close they are. How they seem to gravitate towards each other, drawn to each other. They're always together, and they always seem to be laughing with each other. Even when they're with Jean, they only seem to see each other. I kick up some light snow, and trudge my way up to the boy's barrack.
Robin herself confuses me, though. If she was so worried about me, and my leg why didn't she say anything sooner? Why was she quiet about it until now? Also, she never mentioned anything that had happened in the cabin. (Even though nothing had happened) She seemingly ignored me until Reiner and the girls kept forcing us together. Couldn't they see how pointless it all was? Robin was obviously into someone else. Maybe Eren. That's why she was so worried about that person watching him. Concern for her secret boyfriend? Or maybe, she was with Jean and that's why she changed the topic, and said it couldn't be him. It would explain how close the two of them are, even though she's closer to Marco. Maybe the three of them are all together. That thought makes my face heat up, just thinking about it. Maybe Robin's not even into males, maybe she's into girls. I mean, it's possible. I'm pretty sure Ymir and Krista are going out. Maybe Robin's with one of the girls. But who? Sasha has a thing for Connie. Which leaves either Annie or Mikasa. Of course she never really seems to talk to either of them, but she did get awfully defensive when she asked if I liked Annie. Jealousy for a supposed suitor after her girlfriend? I'm pretty sure she wouldn't be with Mikasa. Those two don't seem to get along. It wouldn't make since for the two to be shacking up on the sly. I reach the barracks, and pull off my boots. Climbing into bed, I decide it's best to just the mystery of Robin and her possible feelings for other people and me out of my mind.
Author's note:
HI!
Some slight mention of ships to come, and just some fluffy-friendly banter between Robin and Marco, because WHY NOT. ^.^
I've read all of the Attack on Titan manga's. #whatdoIdowhithmylifenow?
If you have any animes or manga series to recommend I'd love to hear them!
Right now I'm currently enjoying the following series
Black Butler
Soul Eater (and Soul Eater Not!)
Bleach
And I'm starting Tokyo Ghoul
I love you all, my little cupcake vampires!
-ScaryAry