I'm sorry for taking so long asdfghj, my wifi got cut off for whatever reason in the hotel, but now I'm back home and I wrote this while waiting for my jet lag to get the hell away, so sorry if it's bad

Prompt: "I loved this! Hope to see more in the future! As for future prompts, how about one where the pair have been married for a few years and Mikasa's starting to put on some weight owing to her adopting some of Sasha's eating habits over the years, prompting Mikasa to freak out only for Sasha to comfort her."

It's no secret that Sasha likes sharing food with people, and that includes Mikasa. Before the two began seeing each other, the Asian girl tried to refuse her every time, but every refusal was swiftly countered by Sasha's pleads and puppy dog eyes, which eventually pushed the stern girl to give in. Soon, Mikasa stops refusing altogether, a habit that persists long after they decide to go steady.

And that's the reason Sasha's wondering why Mikasa's refusing her all over again.

The Asian girl sits on her desk, furrowing her eyebrow and stubbornly keeping her mouth shut. "Sasha, no."

"Pleeeease."

"No." Mikasa pushes away Sasha's hand, in which a potato chip is being held.

"Come on, just one?"

Mikasa sighs and puts down her pen. "Sasha, I have lots of paperwork to fill. Can this wait until later?" She says, gesturing to the piles of papers in front of her.

"But you haven't eaten anything since noon." Sasha pouted.

"It's only two in the afternoon, Sasha." Mikasa looks at the clock on her table.

Sasha sighs and lowers her hand. "This is about what Ymir said, isn't it?"

Mikasa falls silent for a moment. "What?"

"You know, the time we all went out for lunch and she teased you about how much money you must spend on groceries, with how much you eat." Sasha recalls, before squeezing Mikasa's bicep. "I told her it was natural for you to eat so much 'cause you need a bunch of calories for all your muscles."

Mikasa clenches her jaw. "No, it's not that."

"Then what is it?" Sasha asks, linching her face closer to the other girl's.

"Well..." Mikasa blushes and turns away. She grabs Sasha's hand and places it on her stomach.

Sasha laughs and turns Mikasa's swivel chair. When the two are facing one another, Sasha kneels down and wraps her arms around her lover's waist, planting a small kiss on the bottom of her stomach. She exhales a hot breath and giggles. "I think your abs are really hot, but I wouldn't mind-"

"It's not that, Sasha." Mikasa says, gently stroking the girl's cheek. "I just noticed that I haven't been as quick lately."

"You mean using maneuver gear?"

Mikasa nods. "I need to cut back on my food intake."

"Oh."

"Is that okay with you?"

"I guess."

They remain that way for a while, until Mikasa realizes she still hasn't finished her work. She's just about to shoo Sasha away again when the brunette's head suddenly snaps up as she grins widely. "Hey, I have an idea."

"What is it?"

"Instead of eating less, why not eat the way we're eating now, but with healthier stuff?"

Mikasa massages her temples as she chuckles. "Heh, why didn't I think about that?"

"Because you're tiring yourself out again. I can tell, since you filled in your name where you're supposed to fill in the date." Sasha says, pointing at a spot on the paper, then rising to her feet. "I'm coming to get you in an hour and we're going to go grocery shopping, okay?"

"We're going shopping again?"

"Yeah. We're out of food."

Mikasa sighs.

"What?"

"Ymir was right. We do spend too much on groceries."

Why do I like mentioning Ymir? Who knows.

Also I can't imagine Mikasa freaking out if it doesn't involve her going on a murderous rampage haha