I LOVE SHINGEKI NO KYOJIN. And I think this pairing is kind of unpopular. I didn't think much of it either. Until my friend mentioned it to me nonstop. And now I think it's a cute pairing! Highly unlikely too. But yeah. Worth a shot! I'm not even sure what the ship name for this pairing is! Frakasa!? HAHAHA! Or Mikanz. I don't even know.

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"She's insanely pretty." Connie was saying. The grunt could be heard from his friend, Jean. Jean smirked inwardly and examined the girl Connie had mentioned. "Her black hair is really gorgeous, you know?" Connie added.

Franz snapped out of his train of thought and smiled a sad smile at Connie. "No offense, man, but I think you're just saying that since you have none."

Connie pouted up at the boy next to him. Not true, he thought. "I'm just saying. It's sad that she cut it."

"She had to." Franz replied non-chalantly.

Across, Franz noticed his friend Jean had still been stealing glances at the said girl.

"Really like what you see, don't you?" Franz finally asked offhandedly, eating his own food. Connie grinned widely at Jean, obvious teasing about to happen by the look on his face.

A few nights ago, Jean had stopped the girl midway from following a very flushed Eren out the door. Jean mentioned how her hair was beautiful. The girl basically disregarded him and continued to follow Eren out. Franz sighed. "It's okay, man. She was pretty."

"She still is."

"So you do like her?" Franz countered, looking quite smug. Connie stayed silent, enjoying Jean's obvious embarrassment.

"Shut up." This caused Franz and Connie to laugh heartily but not too soon after -

"At least I haven't been openly flirting with a certain freckled woman."

At this, the color flushed from Franz's face and quickly replaced his cheeks with a tint of pink.

Connie, oblivious to things, racked his head as to who Jean had been talking about... "Hannah?" he muttered out, in a questioning tone.

Franz blushed deeper at the sound of her name, rested his chin on his hand, and turned away from the two.

It was true.

He did show a great interest in Hannah. She was a kind and pretty girl. Ever since they met, he honestly couldn't stop thinking about her. Cheesy, he thought.

I like her, big deal. It's not like it's not normal or anything. During this time, he caught sight of the girl he'd just thought about. Fortunately she caught his glance right at the moment he looked at her, and gave him a cute smile and quickly returned to talking with her female friends.

Franz sighed.

It was going to be tough.

"You listening, man?"

Franz blinked and turned back to his friends. Jean gave him a sly look, pointing his fork past Franz.

"Don't bother, Connie. He's busy eye fucking Miss Hannah."

Connie's laugh rang through the room, causing everyone to look at their table. Instinctively, Franz took another glance toward Hannah and she was giving a shy little blush-filled smile. It was cute.

But yet, embarrassing since everyone was looking at the now hysterically laughing Connie.

It wasn't even that funny!

Step.

Pause.

Step.

Fran stopped mid-step and pressed himself up against the walls of one of the girls' rooms and kept his breath.

A cold wind blew past him, making him shiver. He listened intently.

He heard a door open quietly and close, followed by little footsteps on the wood. He stopped breathing entirely and waited.

That night, he had asked Hannah to meet him outside her cabin after dinner and everyone had gone to sleep.

He just wanted to see her.

No harm done, right?

The little footsteps continued on the dirt and it was now a matter or time before Hannah would see him and they could finally just talk.

He smiled to himself, quite pleased to see her again.

He peeked his head around the corner of the cabin-

And found himself staring into deep grey-black eyes that still found its way to look gorgeous under the evening glow- Gorgeous? He then realized that it wasn't Hannah, but instead the girl Jean had his eyes set on. But up close, he had to admit. She /was/ fairly pretty but only managed to reach up to his chin. She was short. But he didn't mind it, honestly. Short girls were adorable, but he knew not to take this one so lightly. He'd seen what she had been capable of during their combat training. She could take on any big, strong guys-

"You scared me." Mikasa's voice slipped out into the silence.

Franz blinked.

"Oh." He regained his posture. "Sorry I thought you were someone else," he whispered, voice matching her volume.

"Hannah?" She quirked a brow at him.

He tried to hide the hue of blush on his cheeks but Mikasa noticed it anyway and didn't think much of it. "She should be out any minute, I noticed she wasn't asleep."

And with that, she side stepped around him and continued to walk off.

Not thinking, Franz reached for her. "Don't be so obvious, someone might see you, try to sneak at the least."

Mikasa looked over her shoulder at him. "Where are you going anyway?" He wondered. But he knew, probably Eren, since his and Eren's cabin was in that direction. Before he could ask Mikasa further questions, a door opened again. And they both knew that was Hannah.

Mikasa jerked her hand lightly from Franz's grasp and continued to walk.

Franz gave her one more look before turning to find a smiling Hannah, hands clasped nervously in front of her.

"Hey." He let out, voice smooth - and what he hoped - hot.

Hannah smiled again before greeting him back. Franz reached for her hands and led her to the steps of her cabin and the two talked and talked.

But as Franz walked back to his own cabin later that night, he couldn't help but wish he'd bump into the wandering Mikasa again.

I'M IN A PICKLE, I HAVE NO CLUE WHERE TO GO WITH THIS STORY, *sobs*

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