Levi takes Mikasa to see Jean again
Fluff ensues so be ready for some cuuute shit, like seriously have a stuffed toy or tissues ready
YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE FLUFF
Levi sighed heavily as he walked down the street with Mikasa, they were back in the Trost district to see that Kirstein boy she was so taken with. But at least it got him out of work and made her happy. Though he knew Erwin would probably chew his ass out later about skipping his work, it would be worth it to see Mikasa would be happy.
However, he had to say he was jealous of all the energy she had. Nothing seemed to wear her out, she was always ready to go no matter what it was. He wondered if he could help put that energy towards cleaning. She could certainly teach the troupes a thing or two about cleaning, most of them tended to be slackers or half-assed the job.
He wasn't as young as he once was, compared to how durable he had been as a teen/young adult. His body didn't heal as well as once had before, causing him discomfort pretty badly. That is when he wasn't dealing with insomnia due to his trauma from the past. However, after Mikasa came into his life, somehow the pain he carried inside had gotten better.
Seeing her smiling face or watching her get excited over something warmed his heart. Hell, watching her insult Erwin was the funniest shit ever, knowing she had picked up his words. She called him "Grandpa because he was older than her and bossy" or "Eyebrows" because of the massive bushes on his head. Either way it was hilarious.
Mikasa spent most of her time indoors when he went away to battle. Having to be babysat by other soldiers that were left behind, making her very lonely. Something he felt bad for. She had been forced into an adult world so young in her life, forced to realize how ugly the world truly was. That it wasn't always fair, that it could often be incredibly cruel and harsh.
She knew that better than anyone after watching her parents get murdered in front of her in cold blood, then almost being kidnapped into sexual slavery. After coming to live with him, the very thought of something like that happening to her made Levi's blood run cold. Not allowing a hair on her head to be touched, not a scrape or a scratch.
He had warned Mikasa this would be part of her life when she came to live with him. He would have to go away a lot, not because he wanted to but because he had to. Though he could see she got lonely, she dealt with it like a champ and he was proud of her for it. Because when he came home he spoiled her with affection.
Her inner strength was admirable for someone her age, despite how broken she was inside. He could still remember how hard she had sobbed that first day he had adopted her. She never complained, she never got mad and she never told him to stay. She simply waited patiently at the camps for him, waiting for him to come back safe and sound from fighting titans.
Every time running into his arms and hugging him, her tears full of love and relief. In truth, seeing her there waiting for him when he returned, it brought Levi so much joy. Having someone to come home to when it was all over. When he was in battle, all he could think about was Mikasa sitting by the window. Because of this, he had a stronger desire to come home and win.
She had an unbreakable strong will, despite having lost her parents and becoming an orphan. She was still a sweet and loving girl deep down, if not traumatized by all of it. She never showed how sad she was inside, hiding it away in her young heart. Only crying when she was worried about him or became stressed or deeply upset by something.
Though, he hoped even as she grew up her emotions would not be stunted by her loss. He hoped that in time she would be able to overcome her demons and find her own happiness. After everything she had endured, she deserved some happiness in her life no matter how big or small the form it came in.
Mikasa hurried down the street, her black hair flowing behind her like a waterfall. The red scarf around her neck flowing in the breeze like a sail on a ship from the pictures in books. Her black eyes bright with hope, desperate to find Jean and play with him again. Hoping he wasn't being bullied by other kids again.
They had really pushed him around badly, kicking him till be was a battered mess. Leaving him curled up in a ball in a blubbering mess of misery and confusion. She swore if they had done worse this time, they wouldn't be able to move for weeks. Even if it meant breaking every bone in their body till they begged for mercy.
Meanwhile, Levi saw the desperation and hope in her eyes. Seeing how he was scanning the crowds for the pudgy ash brown haired boy. Desperate to see him again after such a long time. Levi would be lying if he said he wasn't irritable at her fondness for Jean, being only 10 years old and already developing a crush. However, he was glad Mikasa had made a friend even if it was long distance.
She was still a kid, for marriage or romantic love to be on her mind was not something he would allow. Not until she was of that age that usually involved hormones and naturally attraction. He knew he sounded overprotective but she was his responsibility and he would make sure he was raised properly under his care and guidance.
Mikasa had been forced to leave her old life behind and adjust pretty quickly. Of course, she would be lonely. Despite the hassle of travelling, it warmed his heart to see her so happy. Since meeting Jean, she had come out of her shell somewhat. A childish innocence about her that showed despite the trauma she had endured, there was still a little girl inside of her.
However, this pleasant mood was soon to be short lived. As some very unpleasant and annoying people were about to show up and ruin this moment with their opinions on his niece. It seemed that scum were everywhere no matter what place you went, ruining the world with their toxic presence and ruining people's lives.
"Oi, you ever seen a girl with hair that black before?" a voice asked from nearby. It was finer and silkier looking that most girl's hair. But he had never seen a girl with hair like that. He had read about them in books, though they were supposedly all gone now. Having gone extinct some time ago because the king killed them all off. So how in the hell was there a girl who looked like that still alive?
"Certainly, is a cutie, look at those eyes. bet she'll be a beauty when she grows up" Another chuckled. Such creamy soft skin and big eyes, what would she look like when she became a woman? Cute kids usually became the loveliest when they grew up. He could only imagine the woman she would become one day. What with that silky black hair of hers, what a looker she would be.
However, they would have done well to keep their thoughts to themselves. Instead of speaking their minds about what they thought of Mikasa. Having got themselves into deep shit. Not knowing with whom they fucked, that person being humanities strongest soldier and her uncle, Levi Ackerman.
Levi stiffened in his tracks, his eyes going cold and a rage flowing through him. Gripping his hands into fists so tightly his knuckled turned white, if he had long nails they would be digging in and drawing blood. He was used to people staring at Mikasa because she was of rare Asian blood, an extinct race.
She was the last of her kind, her mother having been killed off and the others along with her. She carried a precious gem in her veins, though she would probably never know of her culture. All books on the Asians were either hard to get or long since gone, along with the culture being killed as was everything about them. Their language, food, history and music, all was destroyed along with the clan.
The previous king had truly been a fool as well as a monster, to kill off an entire race because he could not control them. Not just to the Asian's but to the Ackerman family too. Not caring about the damage he was doing, not that in a few years that they would be extinct with very few members alive. That one day they would be in history books.
But the way they spoke about her was less than appropriate. Though he too could admit Mikasa was beautiful, innocent and sweet. He would never say such things about her, nor any woman in general. These men were talking about a child as if she was a piece of meat. That was what disgusted him the most.
As if she wasn't a human being or a person, like looking at an animal through a cage for amusement. Seeing her as something for their entertainment instead of minding their own business. Mikasa had been through enough as it was, he would not let anyone lay a hand on her. If they so much as tried he would kill them were they stood like dogs. The pieces of shit they were.
He had lost enough people in his life as it was; his mother, Furlan, Isabel. He would not allow them to hurt Mikasa too, not any more than she already had been so far. That was something he would never let happen. He would fight blood, sweat, tears, tooth and bone for Mikasa; making sure she never suffered unnecessarily again.
He then shot them a cold glare, murder intent in his eyes. He would not let them hurt his family. The only thing he had left in this world that was precious to him, someone he would protect with his life. The men cowered seeing Levi's glare, looking as though they literally pissed himself. He wasn't nicknamed humanities strongest for no reason at all, they were right to be scared.
He then took a deep breath, barely containing his desire to beat the shit out of them. But he held back his rage for Mikasa's sake, since it was rare she was in such a happy mood. "So, you old men have a thing for little girls? How disgusting, humanity truly is warped" he growled. The fact they even suggested or thought of such a thing proved at how wicked they were.
Had they no self-control? Could they not simply go to a whore house and buy a woman with dark hair? Were they truly that depraved that they had to look at his niece for such reasons? He was stunned that people like this were even allowed to breathe the same air, live even exist. When they were nothing but animals.
The men cowered and wanted to argue back at his comment, but saw the look in his eyes. Knowing he was serious about his actions. Spotting the blades, he was carrying on his person. They then hurried off before he could make a move or say anything else. Deciding to mind their own business than test the rage of that guy. Though they muttered amongst themselves as they did.
Levi watched them run like the cowards they were, all talk and no fight. They could talk shit as long as nobody called them up on it. Should he have approached them they would have gone down in an instant showing how weak they actually were. Truly pathetic pieces of shit indeed, but what else could you expect?
Meanwhile, Mikasa looked up to see her uncle was irritated about something? Was he not feeling well or was he tired? She knew he had been working hard and yet he indulged in her wishes. "Uncle Levi?" she asked worriedly. Her black eyes filled with worry and anxiousness, peering into his very soul. Her face a picture of fear, as many thoughts rushed around her young mind.
Levi snapped out of his daze, having almost forgotten she was even there. He looked down at her, seeing the fear and worry in her eyes. This was not what he had wanted, today was about her. He then knelt down slowly and ruffled her hair affectionately "Its ok, just some unpleasant people" he replied. He didn't want to trouble her if he didn't have to, he liked seeing her happy.
Mikasa blinked then nodded, though she still seemed worried "Are you ok now?" she asked. She had seen how angry he looked before, she had never seen him make such a face around her. She wondered if anyone had said something mean, or if he was having unpleasant flashbacks about his past like when she dreamed about her parents.
Levi smiled warmly and nodded, touched by her concern for him. As long as he had her and Hanji, nothing could ever bother him. Though they were hard work, they were two people he could not be without. They made him smile from his heart and made him forget about the ugliness that existed in the world.
Jean sat quietly on a stone wall peering at the clouds as they rolled above him. Somehow, watching them alone wasn't as fun as it had been that day when he met Mikasa. After meeting, someone in such a surprising way, his life had never been the same. After taking abuse for such a long time, having someone stand up for him had been so unexpected.
He wondered if she was ok, what she was doing and if he would ever see her again. She had saved his butt from bullies, but all he got was her name and a promise he didn't know would come true. She had just appeared one day and saved his butt from bullies. Scaring them off and making sure they never bothered him again. Though, he couldn't help but feel lonely without her.
A longing in his heart to see her again even it was a glimpse. He didn't care in what way, as long as he could see her again just once more. That was all he could ever wish for. He didn't have any friends, nobody around here was ever nice to him. All he could do was find ways to entertain himself, hoping that he would see her again someday.
He sighed heavily, he just couldn't get her out of his head. That silky black hair, those big black eyes and that red scarf. She had impacted his life in such a big way, he couldn't forget her. But more than that, she hadn't been forced to save him or stand up for him like that, but she had and for that he was grateful to her.
"JEAN!" a voice suddenly called out. She hoped he hadn't been waiting here long, she had missed him so much. She was glad to see he wasn't hurt, knowing the bullies had backed off. He looked like he was really unhappy about something. Had something happened? Had they been calling him names? So, help her if they had done something to him they would be sorry.
Jean's eyes snapped open and he felt like time stopped. Was this a dream? Had she actually come back? He couldn't quite believe it, he was shocked and yet happy at the same time. She was still wearing that red scarf, her black hair as lovely as ever. He felt his heart skip a beat in his chest just looking at her. He had never felt this way about anyone before.
He quickly jumped off the wall and approached her, trying not to look too dopey. Brushing off any dust that may have collected on his short after sitting down on the wall. After meeting her, he had become more aware of his attitude and manners around her. As well as his appearance, not wanting to look too scruffy or untidy.
He wanted to impress her in some way, rather than making himself look out to be a wimp who couldn't fight back. After all, he had never been able to speak to a girl before now. Most of the people in his neighbourhood were boys, when he did see a girl he watched them from afar. As none of them would ever pay attention to him.
Mikasa hurried up to him as fast as her legs would carry her, then stopped when she got close to him. Her chest heaving for breath and her cheeks as red as her scarf. Trying to catch her breath after running so hard. Though her stamina was higher than most girls because of her "Awakening" as an Ackerman, she still had her limits as a human.
Jean stared at her for some time, had she really been as eager as he had to see each other again. Knowing such a thing despite not having been friends long really made him happy. He tried to contain the excitement inside of him but he could not stop himself from blushing like a maniac. He was too happy for words to describe in that very moment. She had wanted to see him too.
Mikasa composed herself then gave him a worried look "Did they do anything to you?" she asked worriedly. She hadn't been able to stop thinking about his crying face that day and how weak he had been. Though he didn't look hurt, they could have called him bad names. Any form of bullying towards him was bad enough.
Jean blushed upon hearing these words, had she been worried about him? All this time she had been gone she had been thinking about him? Did… did that mean that she liked him? He shook his head quickly trying not to look like an idiot in front of her "N… No" he replied shyly. For once in his life he hadn't had to worry about getting his ass kicked by the other kids.
After beating them up before, Mikasa had seemingly chased them off giving him some peace and of them so much as giving him a glance and talking about her instead. Shaken up by her physical strength for someone younger than them. It was strange to go outside and not have to worry about anyone giving him a hard time.
Mikasa looked relieved then bowed her head shyly, it had been so long since she had seen him. She hoped he didn't hate her for leaving him by himself for so long, he must have been lonely. She hadn't wanted to be away for so long, but because of her uncle being a soldier she had to stay at the base while he was busy.
"Oi Mikasa" Levi replied sharply appearing in the alleyway. He couldn't describe the relief he felt when he saw her familiar head of black hair after she had vanished on him like that. She shouldn't have run off like that even if she was happy to see him. It wasn't safe to wonder off, anything could have happened to her.
Mikasa turned quickly to see her uncle, she knew he would be annoyed and she understood. But she had been worried about Jean, she couldn't think about anything else until she was able to ease her troubles. She really hoped he wouldn't scold her for being naughty. She really was sorry for misbehaving and not listening to him.
Levi softened when he saw Jean and Mikasa together, meaning she must have bolted because she had seen him. It seemed when it came to someone she cared about, her Ackerman abilities doubled in power. He couldn't scold her for being happy to see her friend. But it just went to show how much potential she carried in her small body.
He then folded his arms firmly, showing his authority as a guardian "Don't run off like that, what if something had happened to you" he replied sharply. Honestly, he was stunned with half her antics he hadn't had a breakdown. He didn't want her getting kidnapped by some stranger, what if he never saw her again.
Mikasa blinked and then bowed her head apologetically, knowing she had done something bad. "I'm sorry" she replied apologetically. She knew she had done something bad which she felt bad for. She knew that he had a hard-enough time with work as a soldier as well as caring for her. She was probably just causing him more problems. That was the last thing she had meant to do.
Levi sighed heavily, he would let her off this time since he knew how happy she had been to see Jean. But he would be sure to have stern words with her when they got home. He knew she had been looking forward to today and he wouldn't spoil it for her. As long as she understood what she had done wrong, that was what mattered the most here.
"Jean would have been worried about you, what if he had gotten lonely?" Levi replied nodding in the boy's direction. He was her friend, wasn't he? Did she want to upset him? Now that she had someone to spend time with, she needed to worry about how her actions may affect him. She didn't want to make him upset, did she? So, she needed to think about his feelings more.
Mikasa blinked, then she began to realize what her uncle had meant. By running off, if she had been hurt or someone tried to attack her while she was distracted, Jean would have been worried. The last thing she had wanted to do was cause him more problems. She had just let her excitement get the better of her and not thought about things clearly. She felt bad for being so silly.
She then turned to Jean worriedly, understanding now what her uncle was trying to say "Sorry" she replied again. Today wasn't really going well, first she upset her uncle and now she had possibly made Jean worry about her too. she felt really bad for her actions, but next time she would try and be patient when meeting him.
Jean blinked then panicked at seeing her so upset "N… No, it's ok. Your uncle just cares is all" he replied quickly. He looked like a scary guy but he was obviously a good guardian towards Mikasa. That was what mattered most. He only said these things because he cared about her, much like his mother did him.
The two then stood in silence awkwardly, Jean gripping his hands tightly into fists. Shifting awkwardly on the spot not knowing what to do next. Mikasa then gripped her scarf shyly for comfort, not knowing what to say back to him. But they were undoubtedly happy to see each other again after being apart for so long.
Levi sensed the tension, young love at its finest. It seemed like he was going to have to play matchmaker here, as much as he wasn't happy about it. But, Mikasa was happy and that was what was important here. He then approached the two kneeling down before them "You two can go play, but don't wonder off too far. I'll meet you outside the tea shop like last time, be good now ok" he said sternly.
He trusted Jean to take care of her and Mikasa would be able to handle other people. As long as she knew where to find him if something went wrong he would be able to relax somewhat. He didn't want to follow them around and intimidate them, he wanted them to explore and have fun. But if she was in danger he would know, he had a 6th sense for that sort of thing.
Mikasa nodded, she remembered the tea shop where she had met Jean last time. She remembered where that was and where to go in case she got lost while she was with Jean. She then turned to Jean and took his hand in her own, making him blush at the contact. This was the first time he was touching a girl, he had only ever held his mother's hand before.
"Lets go" she replied quickly an eagerness in her tone. She wanted to learn more about him, his home, his hobbies everything. Now that she had this chance she was going to make the most of it no matter what. Because she didn't know when the last time she would see him again would be. So she was going to have fun today.
As she led him away, Levi watched the two silently. Both amused at Mikasa's eagerness yet bitter at how quickly she had become attached to him, she was certainly mature for her age. He then walked away, going to find somewhere around here to keep him entertained while his niece had her fun.
Jean held Mikasa's hand tightly as they walked around his neighbourhood together. He had never shown a girl his home before, it felt kind of special. Like it was the first time he had been here. "That's where kids would hide and scare each other by jumping out. That's where I throw rocks to see how far they go, and sometimes I just climb rubble" he explained.
Not having many friends in the past, he had to find ways of entertaining himself. Though it wasn't easy as there wasn't much to work with. He didn't even have any toys of his own. He wasn't as poor as the people that lived in the Shiganshina district, but he wasn't as rich as the people that lived in the inner walls either.
He would throw rocks down alleys to see how far they would roll. But when he sensed other kids coming he would hide, so he wouldn't get caught allowing them to pick on him. When he climbed rubble, he could see further, taking in far distances. Feeling like he was at the top of the world and it went on forever. The endless rooves that spanned off forever.
Mikasa blinked curiously, because Jean was bullied she doubted he was able to join in any of the games, which made her feel sad. How lonely he must have been before they met. Having to make do with his own company, despite pining for a companion. Much like she had before she met him, making her glad they were now friends and had each other.
She then felt a sadness in her heart, knowing someone as sweet as Jean was being harassed. The thought of him crying alone and wondering why people hated him made her heart ache with pity for him. But she would never let that happen ever again, not if she could protect him. Because he was her friend.
As she looked up she saw some boys staring, at her and then Jean. Some of them looked confused, then a few of them smirked. Obviously up to no good, planning something mean. No doubt they would pick on Jean then try and scare her off. So, they could push him around like always and make Jean cry. But she wouldn't allow that to happen, not anymore.
Remembering the state he had been in when they first met. He had been on the ground sobbing while other kids physically abused him. All while they laughed at his pain and suffering. People like him who took advantage of the weak, they were truly the worst kinds of people and she couldn't stand them. They should all just die.
She then gripped Jean's hand in her own harder, her eyes going dark and cold. A hatred towards them flowing through her young heart, a strong protective feeling towards Jean counter-flowing through her body. Sending them the same fierce murder glare her uncle would towards someone else he hated.
Warning them not to get close to Jean, letting them know what would happen if they did. She would not let them beat her friend up, not any more. Because she would protect him. If they tried to, they would lose easily, somehow she knew exactly how to fight them and how to attack, event though she had never been in a fight in her life.
The boys saw her expression and panicked, not expecting a girl especially one her age to look so scary. Some of them muttering amongst themselves at her scary expression and how she was strange. They cowered and then raced away, not wanting to see what she would do. Like the cowards they were.
She continued glaring at them until they were out of sight, making sure they didn't get any ideas. She wouldn't let them touch a hair on his head, not while he was around. When they were gone, she softened, content with the fact that they knew not to try anything. No matter what, she would make sure nothing happened to Jean ever again.
As they walked along together in the sunlight, Jean spotted something. It was a flower growing out of the ground, trapped between cobblestones on the pathway. Nothing special, probably just a white marigold or a daisy, but still pretty. He felt himself drawn to it, wanting to claim it for his own instead of letting it sit there.
He then let go of Mikasa's hand briefly and hurried ahead making her worry. In case those boys were hanging around and beat him up. However, he stopped a short distance in front of her. He then picked the flower from the ground, then turned to Mikasa shyly. His cheeks bright red with embarrassment, when she saw what he was holding Mikasa blushed too.
"H… Here for you" he said shyly. He didn't know why, he just thought she may like it. Though he thought it would look prettier if it was in her hair instead, but he wasn't that brave. He knew it looked weird but it was the first thing he could think of. His mother had always told him to be nice to girls after all, giving her a present was being nice wasn't it.
Mikasa stared in awe, not really knowing how to react. Since Eren gave her the scarf before she left, she had never really been given a present before. It had been a long time since she was given such a thing. It was so pretty; the petals were pale white like a cloud. She then smiled shyly and took it from him. Jean was so nice to her, she was really happy she had befriended him.
As she took the flower, Jean blushed harder. He hadn't seen her smile before, but it was the cutest thing she had ever seen. He could feel his heart racing in his chest just looking at her. He felt like this moment would last forever, he could just stand here with her and nothing else would matter. Nobody had been as nice to him before as she was, and it made him so happy.
She admired the flower in her hand for a while stroking its soft petals, eventually she looked up and leaned towards Jean lightly. She then placed a gentle kiss on his cheek, taking him by surprise. Having never been shown affection like this from anyone before aside from his own mother. But this felt different than his mothers kiss.
Mikasa was kissing him, her lips were so soft and warm. Her black hair tickled his cheek making him want to laugh but he didn't, this felt like a dream. He was getting his first kiss from a girl, this really was magical. His chest felt tingly, he was happy like he was flying. He had dreamed about this for so long, now it was actually happening.
Mikasa then pulled away, her cheeks still red but a sweet smile on her face as she gripped the flower. "Thank you, Jean" she replied gratefully. She was so happy her uncle let her come here today. She had been shown around his home where he lived and now he had given her a pretty flower, she wondered what else could make it any better.
Jean couldn't find any words, his throat felt dry and he could feel his cheeks burning. He didn't know what this feeling was, but he liked it. Whenever he was around her he felt like he was floating on a cloud "Y… Your welcome" he replied. Her eyes were so bright and shiny, he could look away from them. They just kept pulling him in.
Mikasa beamed at him before taking his hand in her own. Holding it tightly so there was no chance of losing him and meaning if danger surfaced again she could pull him out of the way. Still gripping the flower before waiting for him to lead her along. Wanting to see more of his home together.
Jean and Mikasa sat quietly together on a stone wall, Mikasa's flower now perched in her hair behind her ear. Jean having shyly placed it there earlier as they walked along, saying how she looked pretty. Her having helped him up when they climbed it. The two of them now sitting watching the clouds and staring at the rooves.
"I like to come here for peace and quiet, it helps me think" he replied calmly. When he was upset or people had been picking on him, before he ran home to his mother he came here to think. He could try and make shapes with the clouds, sometimes he could make faces or animals. Though usually he just liked to stare at them as it helped him calm down for a while.
"It's pretty up here" she replied happily. She was used to living in a stone tower with nothing but fields, forests or ruins about her. She could see for miles, all the rooftops and homes where people lived their lives peacefully. It felt like she was a spy and they didn't know she was watching them. Which she found funny.
Jean smiled sadly "Most people think I'm weird because I like to watch views. That and a fatty" he replied awkwardly. He had never been able to fit in with the other kids no matter how hard he tried. They treated him like a social outcast, saying he was a loser and they would never want to play with someone like him.
Mikasa frowned and looked at him in a hurt expression "You're not weird, their just jerks!" she replied sharply. Jean was the nicest boy she had ever met in her life, she hated how they picked on him. Just because he was different and quiet, they saw that as an excuse to treat him like shit. She hated how cruel people could be to each other.
Jean was surprised by the anger in her tone as he hadn't expected it at all. Nobody had ever stood up for him before, it felt really nice. He felt less lonely than he ever had before in his life. Ever since he met her. She gave him hope, but more than that she gave him courage. That as long as he had her as a friend, he could do anything.
Mikasa then reached out her hands to touch his face, stoking his cheeks "You're not fat, your soft and warm" she replied with a smile. She couldn't describe it, but messing with his cheeks made her happy. He was soft and smooth, he had the pretties eyes she had ever seen. They were golden and gleamed in the light. Seeing him smile or blush, it made a warmth grow in her chest.
She hated hearing Jean talk badly about himself, because to her he was wonderful. She didn't care what he looked like, he was nice and she enjoyed spending time with him. He made her smile and helped her forget she was ever alone, about all of the horrible things that had happened to her. She forgot about it all when she was with him.
Jean's face turned the colour of her scarf, her fingers stroking his cheek and the smile on her face. Her eyes were so pretty in the light, though they were black naturally. In the light, they almost looked silver-ish grey. He then bowed his head shyly, she was so kind it hurt. Making him realize how much he had craved affection. Though his mother was loving, it wasn't the kind he needed.
He had sought for another person to be kind to him, to keep him company and play with. But he had never been able to find anyone, until he met Mikasa that day when she saved him. "Thanks…" he replied shyly. She was probably the first person not to call him a little piggy. He had been so lonely for so long, he felt sad and anxious when she wasn't around.
Mikasa smiled and then removed her hands from his cheeks and returned to sitting beside him. Glad she had cheered him up and made him feel better about himself again. She then pointed at the clouds as the two of them tried to figure out what they looked like together.