Day 3: Kiss
"You know, there are lots of fairy tales where kisses have magic, healing powers" Reiner said with a laugh as he and Armin helped sick Eren to bed "Should I go tell that to Mikasa?"
"What does Mikasa have to do with any- "Eren seemed to catch up "Don't give her any weird ideas!"
Reiner laughed.
"I don't know of any fairytales like that" Armin confessed; his curiosity awakened. He read a lot, fiction included, but this was a new idea to him. Reined looked at him oddly, asking: "You don't know the story of the Sleeping Beauty?"
Armin shook his head. The name didn't sound familiar.
"Snow White?"
Again, he shook his head.
"Princess and the Frog?"
Nope.
"Wow" Reiner said "I thought everyone knew those!"
"Reiner…" Bertolt said from the top bunk. To Armin it sounded like he was trying to give some kind of warning, which was odd. Maybe he feared that Armin would feel insulted? Not that it was necessary; Armin was simply curious.
"How do those stories go?" he asked, hoping that Reiner would be able to tell at least some kind of outline for the stories.
"Well…"
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Years later, Armin still remembered how the stories Reined had told had went. Now he also understood why he'd never heard of them even though Reiner had thought of them so famous; they were Marleyan stories. Old Marleyan stories, but ones that hadn't made it to inside the walls.
"Kisses hold magic powers, huh…" he thought, staring at the sleeping beauty he knew. Or was she more like Snow White? The crystal was kind of like the glass casket…
"They are just stories" Armin reminded himself, but took a step closer anyway "Just stories…"
Regardless, he pressed his lips on the crystal.
…
"Well, I tried" he thought with a slight blush, glad that no one saw.