Setting: 104th Training Facility. Sometime after chapter two.
The sun was blazing unnaturally hot. It bore down on the trainees with it's unrelenting gaze, causing misery and discomfort amongst the young individuals.
The only one who seemed unfazed by the heat was Mikasa. She walked nonchalantly through the empty corridor, moving as if the heat was nothing. She never wore the scarf on days she deemed "Too Hot" but today seemed like nothing for her. Eren however, wanted to get that scarf off of her as soon as possible.
"Mikasa." Eren did his best to control his voice. "Take this scarf off."
"No" Mikasa effortlessly kept her voice controlled. "It's not that hot. I'm used to this kind of heat."
"Tch." Knowing that she would not remove the scarf on her own, Eren began removing the scarf by himself.
"E-Eren." Mikasa held his forearm. "Don't"
"I'll be your scarf for today." Eren said. "Since you don't let this scarf stray from your side, I won't leave your side for a whole day."
"O-okay." Mikasa blushed as Eren gave her a quick kiss, nothing more than a quick peck that didn't even last for more than a few seconds.
True to his words Eren did his best to not stray from her side. They trained together during hand-to-hand training. When they ran laps they were both side-by-side, much to Jean's dismay. When they sat at the lecture hall Eren was sitting closer to Mikasa, to the extent that their elbows were touching.
Mikasa found herself cursing her luck when the temperatures cooled significantly in the afternoon. Strangely though, Eren didn't seem to notice and stood by her side for the remainder of the day. She soon came to a conclusion.
He was much better than any scarf.