Chapter 3 - I'm Only Yours (Ymir x Christa)

Note: Christa is blonde, cute and short. Ymir is tall and a brunette. Armin is a bowl cut blondie who is very smart.

"Thank you for tutoring us today Armin. I feel like I'm ready for the test now." Christa thanked him.

The three friends walked into the cake shop. The scent of fresh bread and sweets surrounded them. Armin, Christa, and Ymir sat down at a table near the windows. Armin took the chair that was next to Christa.

"Um, I wanted to sit there." Ymir said to Armin.

"What?" Armin said confused.

"It's alright Ymir. Just sit across from me." Christa smiled.

The brunette pouted to her seat and groaned, "But I want to sit next to you..." she mumbled behind the menu.

"Are you and your boyfriend ready to order?" the clueless waitress asked. Ymir jumped at the word 'boyfriend' and glared at Armin, who was blushing.

"Oh ah- he's not my boyfriend." Christa stuttered.

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"Wow this cake is amazing!" Armin sank his teeth into the soft sponged cake.

"Mine is better," Christa teased. "Here try mine." Christa took a piece of her strawberry cake. As Christa was about to feed Armin some cake, Ymir bent over the table and opened her mouth in front of the fork gulping down the piece. "Ymir! If you wanted to try some you should've just said so."

"I wanted that piece." Ymir slouched on her chair playing with her food somberly.

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"See you tomorrow, Armin!" Christa waved goodbye and the two girls parted ways with Armin. Christa began to notice that Ymir was grouchy the entire way home. "Ymir, you've been acting weird this whole day. What's wrong?"

"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you?! You've been flirting with Armin the whole day!"

Shocked by Ymir's outburst, she stopped and stared at her. "So you were jealous?" she bluntly said.

"I'm used to guys liking you but... You act different around Armin."

"Because I feel like I can be myself around Armin without him making a move on me. He's practically a girl." Christa giggled.

"But you don't need anymore friends, you have me."

Christa walked closer to Ymir and gently touched her cheek, "I though we talked about this already. You're not just my friend silly."

The street light flickered on and Ymir began to see Christa more clearly, "Are you blushing? Hahaha and you're trying to sound all cool. You're stupid." Ymir smiled. She was relieved to hear what Christa thought of Armin.

"You're so mean!" Christa whined looking down at the floor turning red.

Ymir grabbed her hips pulling her closer. "You're mean for making me jealous." Ymir looked down into Christa's eyes. Christa wrapped her arms around her neck and tip-toed to surprise her with a kiss.

"You're the only one I love." Christa looked up at her with loving eyes.

"She's so fucking cute," Ymir thought to herself. Ymir gently pressed her lips against hers taking in every sweet taste. They felt like they were the only ones in the world. Christa ran her fingers through Ymir's soft hair and pecked Ymir's bottom lip with her tongue.

"Nope, you're getting too advanced, that's enough for today." Ymir pushed away from her and started to walk ahead as if nothing happened.

"Noo!" Christa whined, "Please! I'm starting to get better at kissing!" Christa clung on to Ymir's arm.

"Exactly. Don't touch me, you're bad." Ymir pretended to be serious.

"I'm sorry.." Krista let go, crossed her arms and frowned.

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