OK this is a modern AU to participate in EreMika Week.

So day 1 is Scarf, I hope I did a OK job since I am really excited about EreMika Week.

Enjoy reading. This is 4 chapters long.

Oh yeah, slight summary is Mikasa is a volunteer at the hospital and Eren is a patient.


"Ackerman!"

The call snapped her out of her daydreaming.

"You're assigned to room 409. Here are the documents."

"Uhm..thank you, sir."

She took the papers and the head nurse turned to the other volunteers.

Mikasa signed up this volunteer program in a hospital to brighten up her profile for university.

"Wait, this is a...VIP room?" - She asked the head nurse.

"Yes. VIPs usually asked for personal service, and since you have top score at school, you are picked."

"I see..."

"So lucky!" - Sasha glanced at Mikasa's papers and said.

"In these 2 months, if there are any difficulties, we are pleased to help, just ask, ok?" - A nurse nearby gave a cheerful smile.


Mikasa walked in the silent hallway, looking for her assigned room. She finally found it at the corner. She knocked.

"Who is it?"

"Uhm...I'm from the Volunteer program. I will look after you for the next two months." - Mikasa answered.

"Ok. Come in."

She opened the door.

The room was beautiful and modern. It had a flat screen TV, a fridge, a huge comfortable bed for patient and a small bed for family. Air conditioners were running.

This room must cost hell of a fortune.

Then she noticed the boy sitting on the bed. He was about her age.

"I'm Mikasa, Mikasa Ackerman."

"Eren Jaeger."

She sat down next to his bed.

"Do you need anything?" - She gently asked.

"Nothing at this moment. So... you're gonna stuck with me for two months?"

"Well, yes. I will try to do my best. Feel free to ask me anything."

"Sheesh, I told that old man I don't need a maid here."

"Hey!" - Mikasa stood up. "I'm not your maid!"

"Then what are you? A babysitter? I don't need someone to take care of me." - He didn't even look at her when saying this.

"Can you stop acting like a child?" - She grunted.

"Yelling at a patient is wrong, you know?"

"You fucking -" - She was about to lose it. And he thought she would. But she paused, took a deep breath in. "I come here, not only to take care of you."

"What's more?" - He turned to face her.

"To befriend you." - Her eyes looked away.

His heart skipped a beat. He suddenly felt his mind went numb. He felt so guilty for what he did.

"I'm sorry...can we start over..." - He said quietly and awkwardly.

"Sure." - She sat down again, reached one hand out. "I'm Mikasa Ackerman."

"Nice to meet you. I'm Eren Jaeger." - He shook her hand and smiled.

Looking around while trying to figure out what to say next, Mikasa found a comic book.

"Hey! You also read Attack on Titan!" - She picked the manga up.

"Don't tell me you read it? I mean...first time seeing a girl interested in it."- He teased.

"Being a girl has nothing to do with reading this." - She started checking out the book. "So, anything else you're interested in?"

"How about you suggesting some?"

It was a miracle that everything she listed, he could discuss it amazingly detailed with her.

"Wow..." - She gasped. "Now that's weird."

"I think you're my long lost twin." - He laughed.

"Maybe." - She smiled, opened the fridge and took out some milk. She saw a mixer nearby.

"Want me to make you a smoothie? I mean this fridge has everything." - She asked.

"Sure." - He took his phone and started checking out his social media accounts.

It took a while and Mikasa finally finished the smoothie, bringing a glass to Eren's bed.

"Hey, give me your phone number." - Eren said, one hand still holding his phone, the other took the glass from Mikasa. "For future need. You're assigned to me after all."

"Okay then."

They talked until late. She didn't realize all of the other volunteers had left.

"I should go home." - She picked up her purse.

"Wait. You don't have a jacket or anything? It's cold outside."

"Don't worry, I can handle it myse-"

She was stopped by a red material wrapped around her neck.

"Take it." - Eren fixed the red scarf on the neck to make sure it looked great on her.

"No, you don't have to..."

"I want to. Just shut up and take it. I'm the patient, don't argue with me."

"Thanks then."


Mikasa returned home. The volunteer work sure was fun, but totally exhausted her.

After the shower, she started looking through the papers.

"He has...heart disease." - She looked at Eren's record.

The boy was so cheerful and healthy that she didn't realize.

"He...will only live 1 more year if he doesn't have a surgery..."

She felt like something was in her throat.

Maybe she was sorry for him. He was at her age, yet...

She wanted to do her best to make him enjoy his last days.

"It's decided!" - She made up her mind, attempted to sleep to save energy for tomorrow visit, but her phone rang.

"Hello?" - She answered.

"Hey Mikasa."

"Eren? Why are you calling me? Anything wrong?"

"No, just want to talk to you."

"Are you nuts? Trying to seduce me or what?" - Mikasa laughed.

"Probably." - He said cheerfully.

"So, what do you want to talk about?" - She giggled.

"I want to eat pancakes!"

"What?!"

"Bring me pancakes tomorrow. Please please please."

"Are you a kid?" - She laughed again. The thing she liked about him was that he always managed to make her laugh, which she didn't do often.

"If I say yes, you'll bring me pancakes, right?"

"Maybe." - She laid her back on her bed, holding her stomach because of the pain she got from laughing too much.

"Then yes. I'm a 5-year-old kid who wants pancakes!"

"You sure are!"

They continued on talking for who-know how long. Their laughter was there during the whole conversation.

She had to admit she had never felt this amazing for a long time.

She felt an instinct that these 2 months will be one of the best time of her life.