A Fateful Day
Eren Jaegar stormed about the Survey Corps HQ in his usual funk. "Damn it, Mikasa," he growled under his breath. Why the hell does she always feel the need to coddle me? I can take care of myself! Eren thought moodily. It didn't help that Levi had gotten pissed off about his cleaning job is the men's bathroom and made him do it all over again. In fact, he had just finished there and was headed outside to practice with his 3DMG so that he could vent his frustration without beating Jean up.
Moments later he was flying through the trees at a reckless speed. Eren soon became aware that another person had joined him. Executing a sharp U-turn, Eren came face to face with said person.
"Mikasa?!" he cried, landing on a branch.
"Hey, Eren," she replied casually, landing next to him.
"What're you doing here?" he managed to force out.
"What did it look like? I was training," she shrugged.
"Well, don't let me hamper you down," he said, taking off. He thought he saw a flash of hurt in her eyes, but he disappeared before she could follow him.
Late, late that night, he was wandering through the castle when he came across the door to Mikasa's room. Should I visit her? Should I apologize for earlier? I was pretty rough on her. He decided to go in. Mikasa deserved an apology. Knocking softly, he slowly opened the door.
"MIKASA?!"
Earlier that day…
"Damn it, Mikasa! I'm not a child! Stop coddling me!" Eren yelled.
"Eren, I just want to make sure that you're okay…" Mikasa said softly.
"I can take care of myself! I don't need you!" Eren shouted angrily, storming out.
Why can't I do anything right? I was just trying to make sure that he ate enough so that he could help make up for having to regenerate his limbs yesterday, when we had to cut him out of his Titan. Mikasa thought sadly.
Present…
"MIKASA?!" Eren whisper screamed. Mikasa was sitting on her bed, doing sit-ups, at three in the morning! Was she even human?! Not to mention… she was only wearing a sports bra and tight shorts! Holy shit! Look at those abs! They're almost as toned as mine! Mikasa stopped abruptly. "Eren, what're doing in my room at three in the morning?" she asked suspiciously, eyes narrowing. Eren blushed slightly, averting his gaze as she stood up. "I- I wanted to apologize… F-for earlier," Eren stuttered.
"Oh." Mikasa frowned. Eren blushed ever harder. "I-I'm really sorry Mikasa. I was really, really rude to you, and I felt just awful thinking about it. Forgive me?" he finally looked her in the eyes, "Please?"
Mikasa's expression softened. Eren looked down. Mikasa is really quite beautiful. Why didn't I ever notice before? The next thing he knew, Mikasa's arms were encircling his neck, pulling him into a hug. Eren flushed scarlet, but after a few seconds, he cautiously returned her hug, only to pause slightly at the feeling of the bare skin of her back against his hands. Screw it, he thought, and squeezed her tightly. Mikasa relaxed into his tight embrace, smiling softly. They hadn't hugged like this in a long time. And then, she felt the softest of kisses on her neck. "Eren?" she questioned, eyes widening, pulling away slightly. But before she could continue, Eren's lips smashed against hers. Mikasa blushes, and then closed her eyes, relaxing into his kiss. Isn't this what she had wanted all along? Eren poured all of his emotions into that kiss, deepening it until he softly slid his tongue into her mouth. Mikasa gasped slightly, but obliged him. His kiss was electrifying, it made her feel alive. They kissed well into the night, along with some other things best left untouched. But, at the end of it all –
"I love you, Mikasa."
