Chapter 6
Magical. That was the only word Mikasa could find to describe the kiss. Liquid gold seemed to run through her veins. His lips were warm and soft, and moved in complete sync with hers. She released a sigh, and blushed when a sound left her mouth. Eren's hands moved from her face to her hips and he lifted her, she jumped up and wrapped her legs around his waist. Her hands were in his hair, brushing the dark hair back, and he sighed against her lips. Eren started walking and he pushed Mikasa's back against a wall. Their mouths were a frenzy of heat and passion. Mikasa's mind was fuzzy, all she could think about was Eren's lips and his hands on her thighs.
They somehow ended up in Mikasa's bedroom on her bed. Eren laid on his back with Mikasa on top of him. She moved from his lips to his neck and collarbone. The brunette moved his head to allow her more access. Eren hummed in approval when she nipped at his collarbone. She ran her hands down his chest and gripped his sensitivity, and that's when Eren snapped.
The first thing she felt when she came to was pain in her head. When she opened her eyes was when the nausea hit her. She groaned in misery and glanced at her clock. It was 5:36 AM and she couldn't remember how she got into bed. She started to sit up, but her core flared with pain and she laid back down in a heap. Her hand hit something hard and warm, and Mikasa froze. She turned her head and her eyes widened. There, sleeping peacefully, was Eren Jaeger, and he wasn't wearing any clothes. And neither was she, she discovered when she looked down.
What the hell happened last night? Mikasa asked herself. She rubbed at her eyes, and started to get out of bed. She took a deep breath to settle her stomach and finally stood up. She moved to her bathroom suite to hunt up some aspirin. Popping the pills, she gulped them down and put on her robe.
Hearing an anguished groan, she moved back into the bedroom.
Eren was sitting up when he saw Mikasa in a robe. He opened his mouth to say something, but he went quiet when he realized he was nude. He looked back at Mikasa bewilderment.
"Did we-," he started. The blackette covered her ears.
"Don'y say it. If my parents find out, oh god, if Levi finds out..." she trailed off looking horrified. Eren paled.
"I would never see you again and I'd be kicked out?" Eren asked.
"Forget not seeing me again, you'd never see sunlight again," Mikasa explained.
"Right, so not telling your brother, or better yet, we tell no one," Eren stated.
"You don't want me to talk about my first time?" Mikasa asked.
"Well, I guess your band- wait, what?" Eren stopped. He observed the girl. "That was your first time?" Mikasa looked away.
"Yes, it was," she confessed.
"Oh, well..." Eren stood up and walked over to her. he wrapped his arms around her waist. "Thank you," he said into her hair. Mikasa said nothing, just let him hold her.
"Feel like breakfast?" she asked to break the tension. His chest rumbled out a laugh.
"Sure," he smiled.
The two gathered in the kitchen while Mikasa grabbed things from cupboard.
"Waffles sound good?" Mikasa asked.
"As long as this happens every morning," he said. Mikasa smiled, and started to prepare the batter.
The silence between them stretched out for a while, until Eren spoke.
"Let's get rid of the elephant in the room." Mikasa looked at him. "Was it good?" he asked.
"That was the elephant in the room?" Mikasa deadpanned. Eren shrugged.
"It was one of them..." Mikasa turned back to what she was doing.
"It was good, but can we not talk about it for now? I wanna know what I feel," she explained.
"What you feel?" Eren asked.
"What I mean is, I don't know whether to avoid you or not. My head tells me never to speak to you again, but my heart..." she trailed off.
"What?" Eren insisted.
"My heart...it beats fast for you, but I don't want to hurry into anything."
"Wait," Eren made a "T" sign. "You think that because we had sex, that means we have to date? And if we don't you're going to avoid me?" he asked, standing up.
"No, that's not what I'm saying, what I'm saying is we need to pretend it never happened," she said, when he stood in front of her. Eren simply stared at her. She didn't know what else to say. She was new at this.
"That's what you want?" Eren asked in all seriousness. Mikasa took a moment, but eventually she nodded. "Okay, it never happened." Eren turned to walk away.
"Is it what you want?" she asked. Eren stopped.
"Yes."
"No, it's not what I want," Eren complained. Bertoldt took a sip of coffee.
"Then what do you want?" he asked.
"I don't know, but certainly not that," Eren replied. The inner courtyard bustled with students talking in unison.
"Girls, are like that, man, you just have to give her time to think. Odds are she'll talk to you about it within the week," Bertoldt explained.
"Right, my biggest worry is that her brother will find out," Eren said.
"From what you have told me, I've got a feeling she doesn't plan on saying anything to anybody," Bertoldt reassured.
"She'll tell her band for sure, I saw them together and I can tell their already close. I just don't know what she will say."
"Mikasa?"
Bertoldt asked. Eren gave him a look, and Bertoldt scowled.
"Oh, her."
Her guitar class was a blur. They went over basic chords and practiced shifting, but all she could think about was the night before. Her memories came screaming back to her after her coffee and she was blown away by the contents. The things they did... Just thinking about it made her face heat up and shivers to run down her spine. She will never be able to look at herself or Eren the same anymore.
When the bell rang for lunch, Mikasa got up and packed her things.
As she was making her way to her locker, her phone buzzed. Pulling it out, she saw Historia's name pop up.
Hey, haven't seen you all day, wanna have lunch? Mikasa texted back saying she would love to. She was relieved as well, she wanted to rant to Historia about her situation. Get her input and what she would do if this happened to her.
Quickly putting her things away, she made her way downstairs to meet Historia.
"Hey!" the blonde called when Mikasa reached the bottom floor. The blackette made her way over and sat down. "How was your night? Make up with your parents?"
"No, they last night for New York their were at a hotel," Mikasa explained. Historia nodded.
"When are they coming back?" Historia asked.
"No idea," Mikasa shrugged.
"Oh, well, maybe the girls, you and I could get together one time for a night and work on the instrumental for our song," Historia suggested.
"That sounds good, maybe Friday?" The blonde nodded.
"We'll let the girls know." Mikasa shifted in her chair.
"Historia, there is something I need to talk to you about," Mikasa started. The blonde faced her.
"What is it?"
"Well, I made dinner for Eren and myself, because my brother was out, and I stole my parent's red wine and we had dinner," Mikasa continued.
"Not seeing a problem yet."
"Well, we may have gotten drunk and had sex," Mikasa explained.
"What?" Historia asked.
"You and Eren Jaeger had sex?" a voice asked. Mikasa whipped around and came face to face with Annie and Ymir. Mikasa hesitated before answering.
"Yes..." Annie and Ymir sat down.
"Interesting..." Annie said.
"What?" Mikasa asked nervously.
"Oh, nothing," Annie scowled. Mikasa wasn't one to pry, so she didn't.
"I wanted your advice, Historia, on what I should do about this," Mikasa asked. Annie tsked, and Mikasa's eye twitched in annoyance.
"I really don't know, you aren't dating, he's your roommate, and you don't seem too happy about it," Historia explained.
"It's not that I'm not happy about it, it's just that it was good, and I just-,"
"Right..." Annie murmured.
"Alright, what the hell is your problem?!" Mikasa snapped.
"Nothing..." Annie said, carelessly.
"Well, it's something, so just say it!" Mikasa fired back.
"You really want to know?"
"Yes," the blackette said, exasperatedly.
"Fine, when you were having a slumber party with Historia after you stormed out on your parents? Eren came crawling to me, and that night he slept in my bed...naked." Mikasa's stomach dropped, and her ears began to ring.
"You're...you're lying..." Mikasa stuttered.
"I'm not, so my advice on what you should do? Teach him a lesson for the both of us, because we both deserve a hell of a lot more respect than that."