Attack on Titan One-shots (Yumikuri)

Bittersweet Memories

Disclaimer: All rights and credit go to the original creator/author of Attack on Titan, Hajime Isayama. I repeat all credit for Ymir and Historia go to Hajime Isayama.
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The warm, gentle, spring breeze embraced the two girls walking hand-in-hand. It was around noon, the sun shining as bright as Historia's smiling face, as she felt quite content being next to Ymir. Soothing bird calls could be heard as three doves soared across the bright blue sky, being as free as they want to be. The lush green grass tickled Historia's ankles, as the two made their way down a hill. Bright patches of flowers were scattered, adding more beauty to the already gorgeous scene.

Ymir ran ahead, dragging Historia along with her. They sit in the middle of a patch of flowers—enjoying the way the sun warms their skin, and the rush of excitement that courses through their veins. Historia picked at the crisp green grass, smiling softly while listening to Ymir talk. Historia loved everything about Ymir. The way her gorgeous eyes reflected the sunlight, how she would smirk whenever she made a sarcastic comment, even the way her laugh sounded. It was all so enchanting to Historia.

This was, in fact, their first official date. Ymir had asked her out two days prior, and Historia couldn't have been happier than she was that day. The two girls sat side by side, and Historia gingerly wrapped her petite arms around Ymir's waist. The scent of leftover dew that resided on the grass lingered in the air, as they both stayed in that position for a while. The sun began to set when Historia looked up into Ymir's chocolate brown eyes—a smile stretching across her face. Ymir's signature smirk turned into a small smile, as she stared right back into the golden-haired girl's ocean blue eyes. Historia quickly leaned forward, giving Ymir a love-filled peck on the lips before pulling away ever so slowly. Ymir rested her forehead on Historia's, as Historia once again stared into the brunette's beautiful eyes. A faint whisper would escape past the blonde's lips, "I love you."

Historia snapped out of her trance, shakingly holding a picture of Ymir. The thought of Ymir sent the girl into a spiral of sobs, as she remembers her now-deceased lover. Today is the same spring day when they went on their first date and a bittersweet smile dances across Historia's face. Ymir wouldn't want her to feel like this, yet she couldn't help it. Her first and only love has been ripped from her hands and her heart aches just by the mention of Ymir's name. A sob rips itself out from Historia's throat, as her messy hair sticks to her damp face. She would hug the picture to her chest tightly while sobbing hysterically—trying to say something. Historia would shut her puffy eyes tightly, tears still streaming down her face as she faintly whispers the same words she said on their first date; "I love you."