Whoo! First story. This could have come out better, but I should really be doing math homework right now, soooo.

Let me know what you think! PLEASE tell me if there are any spelling or grammar mistakes, as English is not my first language.


Possibly, Maybe, Probably

Eren thinks that once upon a time, in an alternate universe, being in love could be an option.

After he had lost his mom, he had thought the idea of falling in love to be silly. It was on a rainy day outside of the walls that he had realized that it was too late.

He already cared.

He loved everyone who was stupid enough to love him back. He loved Armin, Mikasa, and the entire Survey Corps (and what the hell, maybe even Jean). He would always love his late mother, and even his long gone father.

It was hard, but Eren knew that these were all truths.

There could be no romance though, he always told himself when his mind would wander.

No, there would be no feelings of passion or affection, for such a thing would be silly in the midst of a war that had yet to be won. This time, he was near death when he had realized that it was too late.

He already was already in love.

He loved Mikasa for everything that she was. For sticking by him when he was being a brat, looking out for him, and just for being there (even though he had always thought it so annoying).

He loved her more than his dream of killing all of the Titans (which was saying a lot), more than everything he was. Her wise nature, the passion he knew burned inside of her, yet she refused to show to anyone but him.

Yes, Eren thought, as his vision blurred around the edges and the throbbing in his head began to dull. Yes, once upon a time, he could have been in love. He could have possibly been happy, maybe learned to love, and probably acted before it was too late.

However, now was not his time. All he could do as he left this world was hope that he could have a happier ending next time.