Once in a life time [Erwin x Reader] Chap. 1

You walked around the living room while your grandmother was looking at this really old picture that looks like it's going to tear in any seconds or minutes. Curious, you walked towards the couch, peaking on your grandmother's shoulders looking at the picture.

“Who's that?” You asked out of a sudden making your grandmother jumped a little. She still has that smile on her face, her wrinkles could be seen much more visibly than before. Her gaze retured back to the picture, her thumb circling around the girl who has [H/T] hair (you can't really see the colours since it faded away), standing next to her was someone that you were never familiared with.

“Oh just someone...someone in our family.” You grandmother said, you raised an eyebrow as you look at the picture again. The girl's face, eyes and features looks almost similar to yours, not almost but very. “She...looks like me.” You mumbled although your grandmother did catch what you said since you were close to her. Your grandmother turned to look at you, and looked back at the picture. Nodding.

“She sure does...” Your grandmother sighed, putting the picture back in an old tin box which many items could be found. This Blue and White wings badge (a few blood stains here and there), a gold ring that still looks perfectly shaped, and some old letters. The envelop and the letters were already dirtied because of, who knows how long, it has been in the tin box.

“What is this?”

“It's the Wings Of Freedom my dear...”

“The Wings of...Freedom? Is that suppose to mean something or it just symbolises 'Freedom'?” Your grandmother chuckled at your response. It was true, with the word 'Freedom' in it sounds like this whole badge has a meaning in it. “Oh no, [Y/N]. It has much more meaning than that. Although I don't know the full story of it since it happened such a long time ago as of I getting old each day, my memory isn't that good.” But then you remembered, that guy standing next to her was very attractive, in a way.

“Then what about that guy? Who's he?”

“It's her lover. Quite an attractive young man for a woman of my age.” Your grandmother laughed followed by a cough. Your grandmother hasn't been feeling well these past few weeks, you loved your grandmother so much she was part of your life. She has read you many stories of the past where the Titans are the enemy of mankind and such. You felt like you know the story very well, images always popped into your head it was clear and felt real. You grabbed the nearest cup of water then gave it to your grandmother, who shakily grabs it and gulped down the cup of water.

“Grandma...you know you're not feeling well and mum wants me to take care of you before she comes back with the groceries.”

“I know of that dear...it's just that I want to see this tin box it was filled with memories.” Your grandmother weakly said, closing the lid of the tin box. True, your grandmother has been obsessed with the story like how you were when she told you. And not to mention that girl in the picture, weirdly enough to look just like you. You heard of stuffs like “the after life” where people in a particular timeline from the before life has a chance to be somehow 'reincarnated' into the after life. Lovers meeting each other again, maybe that's how it goes? Well you read fanfics about it, it's either the truth or just made up. “ I don't understand...when I looked at that guy I got this warm feeling inside of me and...” You couldn't even finish your sentence, you just couldn't describe it and your head hurt, a lot.

“Ah my dear...that's just silly of you! Well do me a favour and go to Sina bookstore to grab an old book that I bought last week.” Your grandmother took out a piece of paper from her pocket and handed it to you, it was a bit crumpled but still you can still read what it said.

“Okay...what is this?”

“It's just a book my dear, now run along now before your mother comes back home!” You nodded grabbing your phone and your purse shoving it into your pocket (even though it was a bit tight). The address was written there, well you've never been there before only when your grandmother and grandfather brought you there to pick up a particular book.

||Time Skip||

You arrived at the bookstore, everything was so vintage and it didn't seem so packed which was a realive. You browse through the books, then you immediately stopped until you saw the same Blue and White wings, except it was a bit faded. You took out the book and flipped through the pages. This seems so old...much more older than I expected it'll be... You thought .

“Excuse me, Miss...You seem to have a bit of interest in this particular book.” The bookstore clerk said. You were startled and looked at him.

“Y-yeah,” You said placing back the book where it originally was, “But I'm here to pick up something for my grandmother.” You showed the paper to the clerk.

“Ah this one...well your grandmother seemed to have a lot of interest in it. Well...” He took out the book and gave it to you, “ Here it is, Don't worry no one bought it.” His assured smile made you feel realive.

“Uh...Excuse me do you have something about the Expeditions during the 800s or something?”

“Well we sure do...it's right over there. You can ask Jeremy for it.”

“Thank you.” As the guy walked to your side, both of you made eye contact, you felt a warm feeling inside of you as you looked at him. He too looked back at you, then a smile followed after.

“Have we...met?” You blurted out from thoughts, wanting to slap yourself for what you said. Although, he did look familiar. Was it the picture? A simple chuckle escaped from his lips. Oh boy did that sound attractive.

“I don't know, maybe we did?” Smart. You furrowed your eyebrows as you looked at him once more, you can't seem to put a finger to it but you just ignored it. You hugged the book close to your chest and made your way out of Sina Bookstore. Hoping you could see him again. For you, you were just a freshman in college. You've never fell in love with anyone or anyone falling in love with you. But for him, he was a different person.