Chapter 2—an indecent proposal
Note—because I can't imagine Eren popping the question any other way hehe.

"I don't understand."

Honestly, Eren should've expected something like this. He wasn't sure about buying the ring in the first place and if he could do things over, he probably would've left the jewelry shop empty handed especially since he knew Mikasa would never be that kind of girl.

She never wore makeup, never wore any clothing too elaborate and she never wore any jewelry. But in Eren's world, none of these thoughts occurred to him and his hindsight was somehow always 20/20. Since he never thought about anything twice, that meant he had a tendency to make some pretty infuriating and stupid impulse decisions. Like this decision. This decision with the ring. The engagement ring.

"It's a ring," said Eren.

"I know what a ring is," Mikasa stated indifferently, prodding the side of the metal banding as if it were some kind of toy.

"Hey—be careful," he told her, reaching out his hand to stop her, "it wasn't cheap."

She met his gaze, "Then why did you get it."

Eren faltered, "Well—it's for you."

Mikasa shifted her gaze back to the ring that was still sitting on the countertop of the kitchen table, "I still don't understand."

God, could she be any more blunt? Eren resisted the physical urge to face-palm himself, "It's an engagement ring."

"And?" She looked unfazed.

Apparently she could. Eren sighed, "It's an engagement ring for you."

"Why would I need an engagement ring," she stated.

"Because I want to marry you," he blurted out.

She narrowed her eyes, unable to hide the tinge of pink forming on her cheeks, "…marriage?"

"You know…living together," he wasn't able to explain this part without matching her blush, "in goodness and health, spending our lives together—the whole shebang. You know...marriage!"

"Thank you, I know what marriage is," Mikasa stated, giving him a side-eye.

The blush on Eren's face darkened, "Well—it's not that I didn't think you knew—"

"Okay."

He arched an eyebrow, "…wait, what?"

"I said okay," Mikasa told him, "I'll marry you."

"Really?" Eren grinned sheepishly, scratching the side of his cheek, "Whew! Wow! Um, man am I glad to hear that. And here I thought things were going to get super awkward and—"

Before he could finish, Mikasa kissed him gently on the cheek, "You talk too much."