Heartbeats

Come to me in the night hours

I will wait for you

And I can't sleep 'cause thoughts devour Thoughts of you consume

I can't help but love you, even though I try not to

I can't help but want you, I know that I'd die without you

Stay with me a little longer

War of Hearts – Ruelle

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Eren opened his eyes, which were red and tired, in the middle of the night. He turned his head to the side and swallowed hard. Mikasa was sleeping peacefully beside him – and that was a good thing –, but he couldn't nail his eyes even for a second.

He watched her. Her features seemed calm and undisturbed. It was the most beautiful face he knew – eyes drawn in a charming line, small nose and perfectly outlined lips. Mikasa was surely the most pretty girl in his life, he just didn't stop to think about it that much – it was obvious, anyway.

The boy looked down and, as he couldn't stop looking at her, began to get restless. Mikasa's exposed neck was causing strange things inside him, and when he stared at the strap of the white blouse that fell over her shoulder, everything just got weirder. Fuck, he thought, why is she so damn beautiful?

By now he was no longer in his right mind, but things only seemed to get worse when he inevitably aimed at her cleavage. Mikasa's shirt was a light, pliable fabric that allowed Eren to see the gap between her breasts and the beginning of her white bra. When he realized that was still staring, his cheeks immediately flushed bright red, and he forced his face to the opposite side.

If that were all, he might even try to ignore... Because, that her presence made him disconcerted, it was nothing new. But to feel her legs curl into his in such an unpretentious way… It was too much to bear. He could no longer control his racing heart, and as she grabbed his arm while sleeping and snuggled into it – consequently rubbing her not-so-covered breasts in his skin – something in his pants wanted to "wake up". And that was not cool at all. He wanted her.

"Mikasa…" he decided to call her, but she didn't seem to hear. "Hey, Mikasa," he insisted, shaking her slightly. It was not enough. She probably had slept so badly that now, after talking and finally be able to relax, was sleeping soundly.

Eren sighed. Seeing her that way made him feel guilty for wanting to wake her up, but he had no other choice. He carefully pulled his arm out of the girl's grip and turned until he was face to face with her. And, admiring her for a few more seconds, he touched her face and gently stroked her cheek.

"Mikasa," he called again, in a kind tone, and saw her eyebrows twitch slightly. "Hey..." he repeated until she finally woke up.

"Eren…?" She reached up to rub one eye and looked at him. "What's the matter?"

"You know what, Mikasa?" Eren stared at her dark irises. "I don't think this is gonna work."

The girl stopped for a second, processing the information, and became alarmed. Eren's eyes were red and seemed a bit weary...

"Sorry, I..." Her heart clenched. "Am I bothering you?" She didn't even expect an answer and was about to get up to leave, but he stopped her, grabbing her wrist and making her stay where she was.

"That's not it!" Eren's denial was vehement, almost desperate, and he didn't want to let her go. He decided to just loosen his grip and take her hand, stroking it with his thumb. "It's just, well…" He was looking for the right words. "I know you see me as family, someone who is very close to you or something..." His expression was serious. "But I'm still a man, Mikasa."

Silence. Mikasa's face took on a questioning countenance.

"I never thought otherwise," she said, trying to understand what he was thinking.

"So you understand it's problematic to be in my bed now?" The boy raised an eyebrow in disbelief.

"Why?" Mikasa asked simply. If it wasn't her, Eren might even take it as a joke… But he knew she meant it.

"Well, you… You're a girl." His cheekbones blushed again. His shame in talking about it could denounce what was the topic, but Mikasa didn't understand because he wasn't being direct.

"Yeah, and I still don't understand what's the problem here," she stated, completely calm. Why was Eren saying such obvious things instead of getting to the point?

Eren sighed in defeat, realizing that this way he wouldn't make her understand. So he began to think for a second. How do I make it? Suddenly, then, he climbed on top of the girl, entwining his fingers with hers and pinning her against the mattress.

Mikasa's eyes widened and her breath get caught in her throat. He was so close… Her heartbeat intensified.

"Eren, what are you-"

"If you're testing my self-control, you know I've never been good at maintaining it, Mikasa," he whispered against her face, his sharp eyes fixed on her with intensity.

His hot breath sent shivers down her body. Now she understood. Actions were much more efficient than words.

"And you know you don't have to control yourself near me," she countered, her chest rising and falling rapidly as her breathing changed. Why did he always make her nervous like that?

Eren let out a low growl, gluing his body even closer to hers. How could Mikasa have the courage to say these things to him? If she wanted to make him lose his mind, she definitely had. Now his erection was as real as possible, and he pressed it between her legs, making her squeeze his fingers. But even red and breathless, Mikasa didn't seem to want to back down. And it pissed him off in so many different ways...

"Idiot," he grumbled, his heart pounding. "You have no idea what I want to do with you now," he murmured as a warning. But she didn't care, closing her eyelids and waiting for what would come.

"Then let me know," she whispered at last, aware that there would be no turning back.

And Eren really gave up all his self-control, leaning over and crushing his lips to hers. A strong kiss and totally different from the previous one. Mikasa accepted him with all her body and feelings, loosening her hands and throwing them around his neck. Her fingers tangled in his brown hair and her mouth opened to receive the kiss more deeply. Eren's tongue trailed across her lips and invaded her mouth, as hot and wet as the first time they kissed.

As he kissed her, the boy's hands went up inside Mikasa's shirt, squeezing her skin with some force and causing her to wrap her legs around his waist.

They kissed for a long time, with no space to catch air. So when Eren pressed Mikasa's breasts over her bra, her moan came out more breathless than it should've been, and he finally pulled back a little, allowing her high breath to echo through the room. It wasn't long before they kissed in a hurry again, while Eren felt the female body where he could. Mikasa was very tempting, and he wanted to supply all the curiosities he had about her – he wanted to know her all.

"You'll be the death of me," he grunted as his hands pressed against her thighs. But contrary to what he had imagined, Mikasa smiled at that, hugging him tighter, as if she knew perfectly well that she was the only one to mess up with his mind like that.

And, while his cheeks heated up once more, he was prepared to kiss her again in order to hide his embarrassment – until a strange movement put them on alert. The creak of the floor was enough to make them break apart and stand in case of any attack, wondering if anyone could have broken into the room. However, the figure that lay with its back to them, sneaking with the plan to escape through the door without drawing attention, had well-known blonde hair.

"Armin?!" They both asked in unison, surprise on their faces.

Armin turned his head in slow motion, aiming at them with guilty eyes. His face was in a bright shade of red.

"S-Sorry to disturb you!!" His voice sounded louder than it should and he began to stutter, dying of shame. "Pretend you didn't see me here, please," he begged. "Y-You can continue what you were doing!" He covered his face with his hands, running out the door as if his life depended on it.

Armin had woken up a short time ago, and Mikasa's presence in Eren's bed didn't surprise him at all… Until, of course, they started having that interaction, leaving him unsure of what to do. He had spent all this time just listening to the couple's thousands of moans and gasps, huddled in his bed and curled up in the sheet with only his red face showing. He didn't want to mess them up, but he couldn't stay there and see who knows what.

Despite the shock, he always knew about their mutual love.

Eren and Mikasa looked at each other, equally flushed, and set aside their desire at that moment. And they soon laughed at themselves, because the situation was too funny to ignore – even though it was embarrassing.

How could they have forgotten about Armin?!

That's the end! XD I wrote just to laugh a little. I hope you enjoyed, lol. sz