Pretty princess ~ Child!Armin x Child!Fem!Reader

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  "Honey I promise, this meeting will only take maybe an hour or so! Then we can go home, and I will get you an ice cream."
 
The Saturday afternoon was NOT what little (Y/N) was hoping for. She wanted to go outside and play with her neighbor friend, Sasha. But instead, her mother woke her up and said she had to meet a coworker of hers to discuss some work-related issues. As of now, she sat in the back of her mom's van, a grumpy child with her arms crossed. But (Y/N) didn't throw a tantrum, since she was more mature for her age than the other children. Still, she gave her mother some sassy faces in hoping that she would just call someone to babysit her.
 
"But I'll be super super bored! What do I even do while you're talking to your worker-friend?" (Y/N) whined.

"Not to worry, sweetie! My worker-friend is bringing his child to come play with you!"

"But I'm shy, mommy.."

"His child is very nice and friendly, I've met him. But if he gives you a hard time, don't be afraid to talk to me, okay?"

A moment of silence passed before (Y/N) sighed and mumbled another "okay."

Her mother turned on the radio, and (Y/N) sang along to a few of the songs that came on the radio, before her mother said that they were here. Once (Y/N) exited the car, she noticed that they were in front of an old-fashioned café of some sort.

"Oh there you are, Mr, Arlert!" Her mother exclaimed. An elderly man slowly walked up to her mother with a kind smile, leaning on a cane in one hand and holding the hand of a boy in his other. The boy looked to be about (Y/N)'s age, with blonde hair up to his shoulders and bright blue eyes. The boy seemed worried for the elderly man, yet still made the time to greet (Y/N)'s mother with a smile. She liked this boy, he seemed kind enough.

The elderly man and her mother talked a bit more, before her mother gasped. "Oh goodness me, I forgot! Armin, Mr. Arlert, this is my daughter (Y/N)." You stepped forward, and shyly waved hello at the boy named Armin and Mr. Arlert.

"What a nice young lady. It's a pleasure to meet you, miss (Y/N). This is my grandson Armin. He knows his way around that park next to the café, why don't you two run along and play while we adults work out some business?" Mr. Arlert asked. Little (Y/N) nodded and walked up to Armin, who was already on his way to the park.

The walk through the park was awkward at first. After all, (Y/N) didn't know squat about this kid! How would she make conversation? Before she could say something, Armin spoke up. "U-Um, there's a p-playground over there, do you want to go play on it?"

"Uh-huh. I'd like that!" You smiled. Might as well be kind to poor Armin, he looked uneasy to be walking around with someone he barely knew. With a blush on his face, he smiled back at you and walked over to the playground. It was empty at the moment, with colorful swings and sand to play in. Armin and (Y/N) had the same idea of going to the swings, not to swing too high.

"S-So, what do you like to do for fun, Armin?"

Armin panicked a little. All he ever did was read fantasy books about princesses and dragons and Knights, but the kids at school made fun of him for that "Umm.. I.. I like to read. But not that much! Pftt! I'm not a nerd!"

He thought he had saved his behind from a round of insults, when he heard sniffles beside him.  (Y/N) was crying.

"B-But I really like to read.. I'm not a nerd.." She looked like she was about to start sobbing wildly, so in a state of panic, he ran over and hugged her against his tiny body.

"No no no!! Please don't cry! I'm sorry! You aren't a nerd, and I really love to read! I just didn't want you to make fun of me like the kids do at school. Please forgive me, miss!" Armin yelled. That seemed to stop the tears instantly. (Y/N) gasped and hugged him back, before letting him go with a big toothy grin.

"Oh my gosh!! You too? I love reading! I love to pretend I'm a princess with a prince coming to save me!"

"Really?? I love reading stories like that! And I always pretend that I'M a knight rescuing a pretty princess!"

"Wowza! Can we play pretend? I'll be the princess in the tower-" the excited girl pointed a stubby finger towards the top of the playground, "- and you be the knight!"

"Okay!"

And with that, the two had an immense amount of fun. Armin carried you around like a princess, and you braided his hair every so often. Armin never found fun like this with the other kids, not even his best friend Eren. He actually liked to give his "princess" compliments and hugs and words of chivalry, like a knight would. He definitely wouldn't mind keeping (Y/N) around as another friend.

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Mr. Arlert and (Y/N)'s mother walked through the park, calling out their respective children's names. Their meeting had finished, but Armin hadn't come back with (Y/N) at the time he said he would come back. The two adults were worried sick, until they reached the playground, where they let out a sigh of relief. There, underneath a big shady tree, were the two children cuddled up next to each other. (Y/N) was lying with her head on Armin's chest, his arms wrapped around her and vice versa.

The two adults chuckled and smiled, each of them waking up their child from their comforting slumber. (Y/N)'s mother lifted her child up into her arms and said a goodbye to Mr. Arlert, walking away. She only got a few feet more before she let (Y/N) down on the ground.

She ran straight into Armin in a hug, before kissing him on the cheek and smiling. "Bye bye, my knight! I hope we see each other again."

And with that, she ran back to her mother as the two ladies disappeared from sight. Mr. Arlert chuckled and ruffled the stunned boy's hair.

"Well Armin, would you like to play with her again?"

"Yes please, granddad. One hundred times yes." Armin smiled and rubbed the spot she kissed his cheek with, blushing and reminding himself to never forget his "pretty princess."