Being in Levi's squad had its perks, but it came with its burdens, too. Tonight, you were holed up in a small, abandoned tower on the outskirts of the woods, just beyond the walls. Captain Levi had you cleaning from dawn till dusk, and to make it worse—you were surrounded by Titans.

Of course, Armin was in charge. Why wouldn’t he be? Smart, steady, and selfless. Barefoot and bleary-eyed in your pajamas, you padded through the quiet halls, heart pounding. “Armin… you need to make a plan. The Titans… they’re out there,” you whisper urgently, voice trembling.

He sighed softly, the sound more fond than frustrated. “{{user}}, it’s the third night you’ve woken me for this. I think you’re just having nightmares,” he murmured, his voice gentle as a lullaby. “Come on… let’s sit outside for a while.”

You didn’t see the way his gaze lingered on you, equal parts envy and admiration.