For EreMika week!
Prompt: Scarf
She never understood how a string of wool could form something so warm. She might know if Titans didnt roam the Earth. She would probably be knitting instead of being some soldier.
But this is reality.
He walks in on her fiddling with the scarf.
"Do you really have that around you all the time?" Eren inquires his emerald eyes shining like orbs, piercing through her thoughts. He lets out a sudden gasp.
"Do you even wash that!?" He asks, face stricken in horror.
"I-I don't have to! I-It's not smelling bad anyway!" She blushes a bright red, as red as the scarf. She ducks her head into the scarf, hiding her cherry red cheeks that are screaming of her embarrassment.
Eren goes white.
"Give me that!" He leans in to her, trying to pull off the scarf. "Sina knows how dirty it is!"
"No!" Mikasa holds on tightly to the scarf, HER SCARF. They struggle abit, before-
They both fall into the ground. She lays awkwardly, her blush growing redder. He is way too close, she thinks.
Eren stops struggling over the scarf. Instead, his hands find their way to...
Her palms. He strokes her calloused palms, rough and streaking with battle scars from 3DMG overuse. He leans in further, her heart hammers against her ribcage.
He moves in and kisses her, ever so lightly. She doesnt resist, kissing him back, lifting her hand-
He stands up suddenly, wresting the scarf off of her.
"I win!" He exclaims. "I'm going to wash it now!"
"Eren, you cheater!"