A/N: Since no one yet posted fanfic about my head canon. I'm gonna do it, lols. This is me coping after 139. If you spot some grammatical errors, I do apologize. I just wrote this out of a whim at 3am.

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It was half-past 12 am when her phone rang. Hands quickly snatched it so she could end the blaring sound, though abruptly stopped upon seeing Armin's name.

"Armin?" asked she voiced too hoarse, groggily sat up and turned the the lights on.

"Mmm…Nah, Erenn," he slurred, a clear sign he's drunk.

"I don't wanna talk to you right n-

"Dammit don't hang up!"

"Why?" She yawned.

"Because you're avoiding ahh–

"Mikasa, he's drunk-

There were a loud thud, white noises, and padded steps.

"Buzz off, Armin!"

"Just call me back when you got your head cleared off from alcohol," Mikasa said in a dismissive tone while glancing at the clock.

"Well, that's the thing! You block all of my accounts. How am I supposed to contact you? "

"Can't you take the hint?" She replied sarcastically.

"Hell no? What the hell did I do?"

"You've basically told me I severely annoy you, what you want me supposed to do about it? Brush it off?"

"I wasn't talking about you. It was the guy whose flirting you."

"Jean's not flirting with me, alright. Even he does, it's none of your con–

"Yes, it is!"

"Is not. You don't see me getting mad over you batting some eyelash on some random girls, do you?"

"I've never done that."

"You know what we're getting nowhere here–

"Mikasa, don't listen to him. He's really drunk."

"How many shots he drank?"

"Ah—

"Armin."

"A bucket of beer and a tower."

"gods, where are you?"

"No, don't worry Zeke's with us. He's taking us ho-

"I said back off, Armin. I'm not done talking to her.

"Just put the phone back to Armin-

"No! I will not.

"You're being a child-

"No."

"Stop cutting my words, Eren!"

"Only if you listen."

"Fine, go on." She huffed so incensed right now with Eren's antics.

"I love you."

Wait.

Hold on.

Play it back.

"What?" Her shoulder tensed.

"I said I love you."

Her heart almost stopped beating.

"Way to go, brother!" Mikasa heard Zeke's voice in the background.

"You're drunk," she reasoned swiftly because obviously there was no way he'd spit those words out. It's just not his thing and too out of character. Though perhaps, she underestimated him. There was a lapse of judgment.

Right. Right. Drunk people do stupid things and Eren was no exception.

"I'm drunk, Mika, but I still got my brain in one piece. I'm not that stupid. I love you and I don't know where it began. All I know is I love you. I can't look at any other woman when all I could think about is you. I think about you every single night, and that it guilts me sometimes…I see your tits in my dream."

"Eren!" Mikasa's horrified voice resounded.

"Arghh! This so awkward." She heard Armin.

"Now that's something I don't wanna hear, brother." Zeke cackled.

"Shut up! Both of you. Do you remember what I said when we were nine?"

"About what?" She raised her eyebrow in confusion.

"About me getting a tattoo when I finally got the one say 'Yes',"

Ah, yes, now that certainly brought her memory back. The heartache she had felt that day when he punched the air as he promptly proclaimed he'd tattoo the girl's name on his skin was burned into her mind.

"I haven't said anything," replied she as she bit her lower lip. She's an awful liar. There was no way she'd say no to him after he confessed.

"That's fine it makes no difference you're already a permanent fixture in my heart–"

Dear Lord, please forgive her for being such a softie, but she was shamelessly melting, legs turned to goo after hearing such impossibly sweet words sprouting from his mouth.

"What would make a difference if I put your face on my ass?"

She flinched, eyes pensively looking at herself on a compact mirror across her, "Don't," she vehemently butt in.

Not on his butt?! Was he serious?

"Nah, I'm gonna do it now. Stop the car, Zeke."

Oh lord, that would be such a bad idea. No, not bad, but abhorrent!

"You'll regret it." She warned.

"Never. I'll get you to say yes. I know I will. Even I have to court you, bring you flowers and chocolates every single day."

"Eren!"

And he hung up.

It was only thanks to Zeke's constant sliding a dm and reassurance that they were alright that got her sleep that night.

By five am, her phone blinked again with Armin's name on her notif. Cheeks flamed upon opening the message. Well, who wouldn't when Eren's naked butt with her face on both cheeks tumbled her sight.

It was truthfully endearing.

Sort of, just crush out the fact it was her image eating ice cream plastered on his ass.