#knowledgableblondbookworm

[kinddevotion]

[You've] Fucked Up

Puffing like a rhinoceros, Reiner had been stomping all the way to the library; furious like a herd of ferocious bulls. And right now he had a really bad tunnel vision. All he could see was to beat the living shit out of Armin.

Throwing the door open with a loud whoomph, he immediately rushed through the corridors and paths between the enormous bookshelves, every single one well sorted and smelling of paper and old books. Golden hues flickered frenziedly from one side to side, looking for his prey. Once found, he stormed towards him and barked furiously, "ARMIN, YOU LITTLE SHIT! MOVE YOUR ASS OVER HERE SO I CAN BEAT THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF YOU, MOTHERFUCKER!!!"  If looks could kill, Armin surely would have already died considering how he literally tried to pierce the younger blond with his infuriated stare.

[kinddevotion]

Grave Digging

After he had finished his shift, Reiner quickly changed his clothes from his working uniform to his casual clothes, waving his fellows a goodbye and jogged the way through Maria to the café, where he and Armin wanted to meet up. In hindsight he realized that it wasn't that clever at all to exercise after work in his usual clothing on this sunny day, seeing that by the time he arrived at the meeting point, he shirt was sticking unpleasantly on his body due to the sweat, causing people to stare at him. 

Ungh... Goddamnit... Where is Armin?, he thought and looked around, searching for the smaller blond.

[kinddevotion]

Text: Hi Reiner! Um, I was wondering if you were free to give some advice sometime?

Reiner pulled out his vibrating mobile, taking a look at the text message he got.

[Text]: Sure. Finishing time is in 20 mins. We can go meet at a coffee shop if you want?

Inwardly Reiner was rejoiced that someone actually wanted to consult him for advices.

[ilcolossale]

tè e caffè (tag knowledgablebookworm)

He had made sure to show up early - paying for both of the drinks with the credit card his parents had given him quite some time ago.  It wasn't a trouble to him if Armin paid him back or not, Bertholdt had long forgotten about troubles with money or the act of even having cash for the most part.  He owed Armin, anyway, for covering his shift at the library more than once due to family troubles, his brother's funeral, sickness that proceeded it, and the depressing times he couldn't seem to handle just by himself.  He never got to formally thank Armin for that, which sort of caused him to feel a bit guilty.  He just hoped he could show appreciation the best way he could - gifts and awkward 'thank you's and a talk.  That'd...work right?

Bertholdt was obviously not the best with people.

Either way, he had just came from a study session, and at least had a book to read through as he waited for the drinks to be finished (Armin's was an unsweetened tea, his own was a pumpkin chai) and for Armin to show.  He had his phone - an old flip style phone with charms dangling from the end of it - set on the table just in case he received another text message from Annie or Armin or even Reiner.   After all, he didn't really want to go home and stay at home tonight.  He'd rather be somewhere comfortable.

He looked up every time the cafe door jingled to annoy the barrista, hoping Armin was the one behind the door.  Sooner or later it would be, after all.

[marine-biologist-erd]

✪ //I love that you made Erd a Marine Biologist, that's seriously so awesome!

((^u^ It was the first thing that came to mind, and thank you~))

[adoratus]

knowledgableblondbookwormsaid: I feel your pain, Christa. It’s especially hard being a short boy…

Really? Do you get teased for being shorter, Armin?