-_- Narrators POV -_-

Armin trudged through the deep layer of snow, hearing it crunch under his step. He nuzzled deeper into the scarf as a breeze hit him causing his long blonde locks to flow out behind him, sailing on the wind.

His usually ice blue eyes were frosty and heartless, an unappealing crusty red of dried tears surrounding his eyes. It was January 27th, long since he had last seen his former roommate. On New Year's Eve a large argument pursued and Eren left the house and Armin behind with it after encountering the kiss

His brain flashed back to the feel of slapping eren across the face and watching soft tears roll down his red cheeks. He recalled the way that Erens face crumpled in distrust, as if his heart had been ripped out and stabbed infront of him. Even the pain as Eren pushed him back when he tried to comfort him then spat down at him

The boy hadn't left the house up until now and it had taken a lot of preparation to decide to go to his aunts cafe. Before Armin knew it, he was standing back on that familiar doorstep, a shabby door handle asking him to enter

He opened the door mustering up all his bravery and listened as the familiar jingle echoed through the place and he was consumed by the warmth and homeliness of the place. He could hear voices and crashing upstairs and saw quite a few customers turn to see the visited before returning to their books, bored.

He stood on the doorstep for a minute to adjust to the warmth and noticed Jean come downstairs then freeze when he saw Armin. They locked eyes, frozen, for ten seconds before Jean blurted out something to break the silence

"he's upstairs. Be careful", Jean said, gulping, before scurrying off to organise shelf, not wanting to get involved with the boys mess of a relationship. Armin gave him a nod then made his way towards the stairs then began climbing

His heartbeat filled his own ears, an awfully loud thumping as he climbed the creaky stairs. He finally reached the top and entered the small cafe, glancing around at the deserted place.

"THERE'S A CUSTOMER! EREN GO GET THEIR ORDER", Sasha screamed when she heard the floorboards, pushing the unknowing brunette towards the kitchen door. She pushed Eren out then froze with an open mouth as she caught a glimpse of the customer, before recoiling back to the kitchen

The two boys stood face to face, a meter apart from each other, eyes locked in a satisfying acknowledgement, not needing to say anything yet nor being able to

Eren's POV:

I couldn't stop staring into those reassuring turquoise eyes, as I watched them tearing up. His blonde hair was scruffy and unbrushed, he had large panda eyes with a red tear-affected tinge and his small lips were crumpled in a small sad frown.

I couldn't help my heart from flipping, I hadn't seen that gorgeous face for almost a month and it had been so hard to keep away. I realised that my mouth was just making fish gasping movements as I tried to say something

My heart still boiled with jealousy as I watched that kiss, seeing how my partner enjoyed it, but seeing his distraught face now made my brain ache as memories poured back. I felt a warm smile spread across my face as I looked down at him before I realised what was happening

The small blonde leapt forward, flinging himself at me making me topple over backwards. His arms were wrapped around me and I squeaked in confusion as we lay in a heap on the floor the small blondes head laying on my chest

"I missed you", he whispered after thirty seconds of lying still, the only sound our heartbeats. I couldn't help but begin stroking his hair into place, feeling the soft locks run through my fingers. I had him back. He was mine.

----- TIMESKIP -----

Armin and I were sat in a corner of the library, on beanbags, sitting in a comfortable silence, eyes locked, until Armin finally spoke

"Eren, please come home.", he half-whispered eyes glazed with hope. I had been sleeping in the storage room, where there was a small mattress and a few blankets I had brought.

I thought longingly of returning to that peaceful life back at our house, waking up in the morning to find Fluffy sat awkwardly on my chest, seeing armins cute drunk face and how he was so willing to do what I wished him to. But, could we go back? Could we pretend nothing happened? All that I had been thinking about since that day is the passion in Armins eyes as he kissed Annie back. Before we returned I had to ask one question

"Armin, what happened after I left, with Annie?", I spoke slowly, the words hissing off my tongue as I many thoughts rushed through my head. My heart dropped as I saw an adorable blush creep across armins nose and his eyes widen

"eerm, well, let's just say something happened that you would probably rather not know about.. please don't get mad Eren I swear it wasn't that bad", he squeaked, scratching his face which made me realise he was lying to me. I felt anger bubbling in my heart like it had on that night, a raging mixture of fury and disgust

"Eren!! I said don't get mad! Maybe it got a tiny bit more intimate but it was all her and, to be honest I didn't even..", the nervous blonde trailed off, as he saw my obvious anger. I couldn't take it. It felt like Armin, MY ARMIN, had been touched my some ungodly force that made me hate him. All I could do was run as fast as I could back to my former shared house

I swung open the shop door, stumbling out to yells from the blonde as I sprinted away into the cold winter day. Frosty snowflakes surrounded me, beams of sunlight catching on them and creating a gorgeous sparkle as they joined the mass that I was trampling on. The snowflakes kind of reminded me of hearts. They sparkle with newfound love but it isn't long before they are broken and dimmed, all love for others taken away, leaving them, broken and similar to the others lying in that layer of sadness.

I felt soft tears slipping down my cheeks as all voices disappeared into the cold, leaving me now stumbling and tripping as I ran, alone in the mist. I started crying for no reason, but I felt an ache in my heart that just made the tears keep coming endlessly. They were cold against my skin as I slowed down to a halt and slumped down against a lamppost

My body curled up, wrapping my arms around my knees as the cold winter day encased me. I sobbed into my work uniform, body shaking uncontrollably. I didn't even have the energy to take my anger out on an object, all I could do was slump agonisingly alone, against this pole

I heard slow crunching footsteps approaching but couldn't lift my head to acknowledge the person. I managed to glance up and saw fluffy padding towards me through the crunchy snow. I reached out to greet her when I heard more footsteps behind her and out of the mist appeared a face that I recognised all too well

"Armin, go away, I don't want to see you right now", I spat through my tears as he walked closer. He stayed silent as he walked up to me then paused

"What do you want?? I said leave me alone", I spluttered hearing fluffy meow in confusion next to me. Armin crouched down, still worryingly silent, however a warm smile spread across his face as his face became level with mine

"Armin..", I squeaked as he stayed there

"I love you and only you, you stupid fuck.", he spoke slowly, pronouncing every word clearly and slowly, even the last and surprising one. They rang through my brain, making my heart throb with joy as a grin spread across my face for the first time in a month

"You don't know how much I wanted to hear that", I said kissing him on the lips gently, as the tears slowly stopped falling, his soft blue eyes looking into mine. We pulled our faces apart just enjoying each other's company in this disgusting world.

Small snowflakes fell around us, cold winds trying to bite at us,
but holding Armin Arlert was all the warmth I needed in this ruthless world to keep me warm. Your parents tell you how love will beat you and break you; but it is also beautiful. It is delicate and to be protected they say. I always thought that love was non-existant and a fairy tale made up to make us happy. That I could never love a boy. But I think I finally understand.

It doesn't matter who the person is,
Love is Love and anyone who tries to change that is irrelevant. Especially to this story.

Perhaps being another snowflake of the mass isn't so bad when you're surrounded by so many others. Each snowflake is a snowflake just like you, and I assure you, they're thinking the same thing.