A/N: HEY GUYS! So here's chapter 4. Kinda a filler. Then again, so is every chapter. I really don't know how long this story is going to be... I've spent almost about a month on it already, so it will probably be finished sometime in November! ovo~ Okay, onto the story!

** ALSO! In the story, as you'll see below, I may write things like "Week #, Day #." This just means the week of the month and the day of that week. So like, week two would be the second week he's been staying there, and day two would be Monday of that week. It wouldn't be the second day he's been staying at Mikasa's apartment. I' sorry if that was confusing! lol


*~* Week Two, Day Two *~*

The routine never changed.

Eren would wake up on the couch, greeted with the sight of a bright apartment and Mikasa. He stretched and got up. They said their good mornings and Eren hoped in the shower, dressed in the bathroom, and coffee was always ready when he got out. He would make a different breakfast for days of the week, but sometimes just for himself, if Mikasa had to get to her job early that day. The girl had late college classes, so she would arrive back in the apartment to get ready after her morning shift; just before Eren left for his job. She would pick up lunch for both of them, Eren always ate his on the way. After her classes, she had another shift and finally came home. Since he didn't get off his job until about 7, Mikasa was always in the apartment when he got there. Today was no different, except Eren came home an hour earlier than usual, since his day was slow.

The boy clicked the key into the lock and opened the door to the apartment. Vinny ran over to him and Eren pet his head.

"Hey boy! How's it goin, huh? How's it goin?" Eren scratched behind Vinny's ears. "Where's Mikasa? Hm boy? Where is she?" he asked. The brunet looked around the apartment; usually when he walked in, Mikasa was on the couch, working on her courses. Yet, she wasn't there. Eren stood up and walked over to the bedroom. The door was cracked a little, so he peaked inside.

Mikasa was in there. She was definitely in there.


The girl had just stepped out of the shower, still wet. She was turned away from Eren. He watched water droplets race down from her hair down her back,the long black hair sticking to her skin. The girl turned to the side, drying herself off. Her hair covered to her chest and mouth. Mikasa combed her fingers through it, exposing her skin that was soon to be covered. Eren tried so hard to not look below her neck. He'd hate himself if he looked down there; he already hates himself for silently watching her without consent. He knew this was wrong- wrong, wrong, wrong. But he was... well, weak.

He couldn't look away. Dammit! He's known this girl since he was ten. But this wasn't the same girl... was it?

Yeah, it was. And Eren was almost grossed out at himself over how much he was ogling at her.

Suddenly, Mikasa turned her eyes to the door. Eren was too lost in his thoughts he forgot he was still standing there. Gasping, he quickly ran over to the couch and pulled out his phone, pretending to type. Mikasa popped her head out the door.

She looked around, finally her eyes resting on Eren.

"Eren..." she sighed.

Eren looked away from his phone. "Oh, hey." he blinked.

Mikasa checked the time on the wall. "You're home really early..." she gaped. The boy shrugged.

"Y-Yeah... slow day I guess..." he stuttered. Mikasa raised an eyebrow.

"Are you okay? You look really hot," she tilted her head.

Eren ran his fingers through his hair. "Yeeah, guess I'm a little feverish. You comin' out?"

Mikasa's ears turned red. "I just have to finish changing. Be out in a sec," she shut the door behind her. A couple minutes later she walked out in a sweatshirt and leggings, her hair tied up. She smelled nice.


"What?" she asked.

"Nothing, uh," Eren laughed. "The soap and shampoo you have in your bathroom? It smells really good."

Mikasa smiled.

"It also uh, makes me smell like a flower. A frilly, coconut flower."

"Sorry," the girl laughed.

Eren rolled his eyes. "Would you mind if I bought some different stuff? Like, for me?"

"Knock yourself out, but nothing that smells awful. Like Axe or something. That's gross."

"... What? Girls like the smell of Axe."

"No, guys think girls like the smell. In reality, it's kinda sickening after a while."

Eren parted his lips. "Pfft, yeeeah right. You just don't want to admit you like the smell of it," he grinned, leaning on the counter. "C'mon. I admitted your herbal frilly shit smells good, so just admit what I use smells good."

She laughed. "Sorry, I'm not big on telling lies."

"Just admit it!" Eren jumped up and sat on the counter, scooting over to her. Mikasa crossed her arms. She couldn't help but smile at his proximity; his green eyes were lit up with playfulness. He flipped his brown bangs out of his face.

"So what're we having for dinner tonight?" she asked, leaning on the counter.

"Wanna go out to eat?" he suggested, leaning back.

"Go out? But... it's Monday... who goes out on a Monday?" Mikasa sighed. "Plus, I have some assignments to take care of."

Eren frowned. "C'mon, it doesn't have to be anywhere fancy! We can go to McDonalds for all I care. I just wanna get out and go somewhere." he complained, laying down. "I'm sick of Chinese takeout, and I'm too lazy to cook. Whadda say?" he tilted his head and looked up at her. Mikasa sighed, giving into the boy.

"... Fine."

Eren grinned and sat up. "Great! We leave after I go pee. I'm driving." he jumped off the counter and jogged to the bathroom.

"Remember to wash your hands!" Mikasa cringed. Eren rolled his eyes.

The girl felt a buzz in her hands. She looked down at her phone.

Jean: hi baby

She swallowed and checked if Eren was nearby.

M: Hii

J: wanna hang this weekend?

She blinked as she read the words. Jean has been asking her to hang out now for over a month; she cancels out of nervousness every time. She knew if she kept putting it off, he'd get even more pissed. But how is she going to have Jean over when Eren is living with her? They hate each other.

Determined to make it work, she tapped her fingers against the screen.

M: Sure, I think I can make Saturday work!

She awaited a response.

J:finally you say yes lol
J: what time?

The raven haired girl slightly pursed her lips.

M: How about 1?

J: works for me beautiful xx i'll be there Saturday around 1

M: Okay! Can't wait

Jean never responded. Suddenly, Mikasa felt a hand on her shoulder. She practically jumped in the air.

Turning around, it was just Eren. It was always Eren.

"Hey," he greeted softly.

"H-Hey..." she responded. "Umm soo... where do you wanna go?"

Eren put his hand to his chin. "Hmmm. Ooo. I know a place!" he smiled. Mikasa nodded.

"Let's go."


"Your car is so dirty," she grimaced, kicking around empty bottles and cans on the floor.

"Okay, Levi, I'll clean it." Eren rolled his eyes. Mikasa grew silent.

"... I haven't called Levi in a while. I should probably call him tonight..."

Eren nodded slowly, thoughts of the man flooding his mind. "How is he? Last time you talked to him..."

The girl unconsciously twirled her hair through her fingers. "... Good..."

Mikasa never talked much about her second father, Levi. He was very special to her, as she was to him, but she never exaggerated on the topic of him unless necessary. Eren didn't pry any further.

"Well if you call him tonight, I'd love to say hi," Eren smiled and looked over to her. Mikasa was staring out the window.

"... Okay."


"Here we are," he smiled, parking the car. Mikasa looked through the window. They were in the suburb of Trost.

"Recon's Pizza" was shining brightly in red and green neon. Mikasa inwardly gagged.

"Recon's... Pizza?" she asked. Eren laughed nervously.

"No, I know, trust me it looks like a dump on the outside, but it's reallly good," Eren assured her. "I've known the guy who opened up this shop for years. His last name is Recon. He's really nice, and uh, the pizza here is amazing."

Mikasa fiddled with the fabric of her sweatshirt. "I believe everything you're saying, i-it's just that-"

"Good! Let's go then!" Eren shouted, running out of the car and into the restaurant like a little kid.

"Eren- wait!" of course she chased after him.


Mikasa walked into the restaurant. The inside was actually pretty cozy looking, yet it reeked of greasy food.

"Eren, wait," she breathed, entering the restaurant. She held onto his arm.

"Heya, 'Kasa." he laughed.

"Eren, I um... I need you to know that-"

"Ooh look who it is, boys! It's Eren!" a large man Mikasa didn't recognize walked over to the two.

"Mike!" Eren shouted, with a large grin on his face. Mike and Eren shook hands and patted each other on their backs.

"Eh, long time no see!" Mike shouted.

"Yeah, too long!" Eren laughed.

Mike's attention focused on Mikasa.

"Oh, whodda we 'ave here?" he smiled at Mikasa.

The girl did her best to be polite, but it didn't change the fact she was extremely shy and nervous. She lightly laughed, hiding behind Eren a bit.

The boy got the hint. "Mike, this is Mikasa. Mikasa this is Mike."

"Nice to meet ya!" Mike exclaimed, sticking out his hand. Mikasa grew more nervous every second. She fake laughed as she shook his hand back. In that moment, she felt the man pulling her towards him; it was so fast Mikasa lost her balance and collided with him. The man smelled her, laughed, and let her go.

When she stepped back into Eren's arms, her eyes were as big as saucers and she face was flushed red. "Gotta nice scent there!" Mike laughed.

Eren nervously laughed, running his hands up and down Mikasa's arms.

"Uh, yeah! Haha," he blushed, responding to Mike. Mikasa stayed close to the boy.

"Look at this, my boy Eren's gotta girlfriend!"

"Nah, we're just friends. Nothing more," he smiled. Those words rung through Mikasa's head all night. Nothing more.

After a few more minutes of talking they were finally seated in a quiet area towards the back of the restaurant. Eren sighed.


"I'm, uh, really sorry he... uh, you know, sniffed you. It's just something he does..." the brunet scratched behind his neck

Mikasa nodded. "Ah... that's not weird... It's ok, I guess... But, Eren, what I was trying to say earlier was that-"

"Hey, evenin', I'll be your waiter tonight," a teenage boy with blond hair and freckles walked up to the table.

"Awesome, okay, we'd just like a couple sprites and a large cheese pizza; extra cheese." Eren nodded.

"Got it," the boy walked away. Eren turned to her.

"You're gonna love the food here. Seriously, it'll be the best pizza you've ever tasted. They cook it a special way; all their ingredients are fresh and everything. I used to go here with Armin all the time." Eren smiled brightly, reminiscing.

Mikasa nodded and nervously laughed. "It's just that... Eren... I don't..."

"Hold that thought. I'm gonna snapchat Armin about this. He'll get a laugh out of it-"

"Eren!" the girl exclaimed. The brunet finally looked up to listen. Mikasa sighed.

"Eren... I don't like pizza."

The boy's lips parted.

"... What?"


A/N: Again, kinda a filler. I guess the plot starts picking up more (with Jean included, which is a main part of the climax in the story) at about chapter 6, sooo bare with me n stuff. Sorry, I just really love writing awkward eremika silliness c: I hope you enjoy reading about these dorks as much as I love writing about them.

Anywho, please review! I can't even describe how happy reviews make me like honestly aaaa (u/w/u) I love and thank allll of you reading this (or still reading this!) just thank you so much!

-kyoko