aot men as fluff starters!
pairing: armin, levi, jean, reiner x gn! reader
warnings: fluff! a little hurt/comfort on armin‘s and reiner‘s part but nothing too overwhelming. [anxious armin/ touch starved reiner]
note: i’ve been feeling extremely depressed so i decided to write something happy. also thanks for all the likes on my last post! made me feel happy :) personal favourite is levi‘s part pls this feels canon i’m screaming. [MISSED WRITING FOR LEVI SM]
armin. „can i hold your hand?“
armin had nerves of steel. or that’s what he‘d like to believe. reality seemed much crueler to him. always getting picked on, facing death almost every day were just a few casualties in the life of armin arlert. naturally people break down under pressure, naturally armin does as well.
however, knowing he had someone to call home, someone that treasures him without wanting something in return made him feel at ease.
you haven’t known armin since long but you clearly remember the first day you two met. it was a warm, colourful spring day when you decided to catch a breath of fresh, cold air in response of your tiring day as a server at the local tavern. it was your best hiding spot and yet, the second you arrived, you made out another person sitting on the rooftop.
you were just about to leave when you heard ugly crying noises. the blond tiny boy was panting like crazy so you approached him rather quietly. out of fear to say something weird or mean, you decided to remain quiet, just trying to comfort him. he was shaking a little, obviously upset about heaven knows what. back then, armin didn’t mind your presence and after a good amount of time passed, you placed your hand upon his own. his crystal blue eyes starred right into yours back then.
ever since armin formed a habit of holding your hand, wether if he was feeling anxious, happy or tired. he knew there was at least someone who would always reach out to him, holding his warm hands.
„armin! where are you? we are about to leave.“ you yelled into empty rooms of your shared house. years have passed and you decided to join the scouts. there was only one missing and it was your boyfriend armin.
unfortunately there were no signs of the blond but you immediately knew where he, surely, went. back on the rooftop, you found him, face placed on his knees.
once you placed a hand on his shoulder, he started trembling. „i knew i could find you here! are you oka-“
„can i hold your hand, y/n? i’m scared.“
you didn’t have to respond as you intertwined your fingers with his.
levi. „i think i’m sick. my heart won’t stop racing whenever i think about you“
[small note. i don’t see levi behaving like this in the current timeline but he surely had these moments when he was younger. fight me on this.]
levi knew how to kill a man in god knows how many ways, he knew how to clean his shoes and hustle his way through the underground. never did he think about having to experience love. not once. well, until you showed up that is.
there wasn’t a clear day when the two of you became close, you just used to stick around with isabel and farlan until you met him. levi ackerman. a rather lonesome but deadly man from the underground. the three of them quickly became your best friends, your found family. and your growing feelings for levi could no longer stay in denial.
it was obvious to everyone but levi that you had fallen for him, for the coldness in his eyes and yet warm touch, for his weird habit of cleaning and making the best tea.
certainly you wished you could stay like this forever, admiring from afar but one day, you started noticing levi acting strange. he‘d stare right into your eyes while cleaning the kitchen or stopped talking mid sentence as soon as you entered the room. for you, it felt like he suddenly started avoiding you. but why?
you really couldn’t tell.
so it happened that levi even considered eating alone instead of joining you and your old friends. not even farlan who seemed closest to the raven haired knew the reason for levi‘s sudden chance of heart. naturally you decided to confront him and stormed right into his bed. if he had a problem with you, you at least deserved to know why.
„levi! you have been acting strange.“ you started, arms crossed. however your gaze drifted to his bed where he was cuddled up in dozens of blankets. „wait, what’s wrong?“
„y/n, please go away. apparently i’m sick.“ he exclaimed rather annoyed at himself for becoming sick in the first place.
„you rarely get sick, levi. what are your complaints? doesn’t seem like a cold.“
„no. it’s just my heart. it’s starts beating too fast whenever you are around. makes me feel dizzy.“
„wait. what?“ you couldn’t believe your ears. did that mean he had a crush on you? you couldn’t help but to laugh.
„tsk. you think that’s funny brat? maybe you are the cause of this cold!“
jean. „honey, can i brush your hair?“
jean did anything for you. and he would continue to do so until he might perish. to think that someone would love him for him, recognises his actual personality, someone who’d fall for him,besides behaving like an idiot sometimes was enough for him to promise to protect you no matter what.
what he treasured the most were the moments spent with you alone where he could just be himself, without fearing of what others might think. he was able to show you his vulnerable side and he loved nothing more than that.
jean was reminded of that every time he’d wake up and see your sleepy face in his arms. the sun already was up high, colouring your shared bedroom in a heavy gold. your skin was literally glowing next to him.
however, when you opened your eyes you suddenly froze. it was already noon? you couldn’t believe you overslept so you quickly got up, ignoring your loving boyfriend for once.
„sweetheart, what are you doing? it’s sunday.“ jean‘s eyes fixed you in amusement. and he thought he was the idiot in the relationship!
„yeah. now come to bed again.“
you sighed deeply before you let out a small laugh. what were you thinking? it was great having a boyfriend!
„now that we are awake, why don’t we just prepare breakfast? or lunch?“
„only if you let me brush your hair!“
another deep sigh. jean was a handful but you had to admit that him playing with your hair was extremely relaxing so you agreed.
naturally, brushing your hair ended with jean actually braiding and styling it. he‘d do anything to have you by his side for just a little longer.
however, jean suddenly remembered something unpleasant. he might have been wrong. it really was monday. and you two were supposed to train alongside the cadets already.
„i think it really is monday.“
reiner. „i think i forgot what a hug feels like.“
you were a sunshine. at least in reiners eyes. never had he met someone like you, someone that could lift up his whole mood with just their presence. it felt strange.
he had this longing feeling to touch you, to feel your warm skin under his fingertips or brush the hair out of your face. not in a weird way. of course not. but just in a way that would show you how deeply he feels for you.
but reiner couldn’t do that. he just couldn’t hug people. he longed for it more than anyone on this planet though. of course he didn’t have an easy childhood and never fully experienced what it was like to feel loved, to get a simple hug. he never got one of his father to begin with.
he knew he was touch starved but he also knew he couldn’t just run around, hugging everyone.
that’s why he was so irritated now that your arms were hanging around his broad shoulders, warm skin on cold skin. he could make out your soapy scent until he finally came back to his senses and pulled you into a tight hug.
„i’ve searched everywhere for you!“ you whispered, relieved he was safe and startled he was clinging onto you like a fragile boy. „hey are you okay?“
„i’m perfectly fine now. i think i forgot what a hug feels like.“
„you can have as many hugs as you like though! from me at least.“