When Eren woke up the next morning the first thing he noticed was that he felt like crap. He had no memory of getting into bed, or even going inside his apartment. It was quiet, so he decided that Armin had indeed stayed over at Jean's and part of him was glad; he really didn't know how he was going to handle seeing his friend after the episode last night. He hated being weak more than anything, the vulnerability too much to handle.

The brunette picked up his phone and sighed. It was already past noon. His stomached rumbled, and he decided, begrudgingly, to get up to make himself something to eat. As he padded towards the kitchen, he laughed aloud despite himself. His first morning of his new life was going to be spent alone, moping over his ex-teacher. What a fun way to christen the new apartment. Really, it was the best.

After opening the door to the refrigerator, he just stared, the cold air causing goose bumps to travel along his exposed flesh; he hadn't noticed until then, but he must have stripped down to his boxers before getting into bed. That and the obvious fact that the fridge was completely and utterly empty. He groaned at his mistake, remembering that he and Armin hadn't had a chance to go shopping yet. He had the sudden urge to laugh again, tired despite sleeping in. Fate must hate me.

As if in response, his phone dinged and lit up with a new message. Eren took a moment to read the words before responding, debating whether or not to respond. On one hand, he kinda needed someone, but Mikasa was known for taking things a bit too far. Especially where he was concerned.

Mikasa: Hey, you up yet? Wanna get lunch?

Eren: Just got up. Im starvin- lunch sounds great :D

Mikasa: I'll be there in a sec.

It wasn't a surprise that minutes after pressing send, there was a knock on the door. He only yelled a 'Come in!' before heading to the bathroom to take a shower. After being in Levi's class, he'd gotten used to being as clean as possible at all times. It was just second nature by now, though he doubted he was up to the older man's standards. He felt a small pang in his chest as he turned on the water and slipped off his boxers. While he waited for the temperature to adjust, he heard the door close in the other room.

"I'll be right out Mikasa! I've just gotta shower and get dressed!" There was no response, but he wasn't expecting anything. Without bothering to check the water, he jumped in, not even realizing how tight his muscles were until they were unwinding. He felt the heat work its way into his back and gratefully let it calm him. Eren closed his eyes, getting lost in the sound of the drops hitting the tile.

When the water started to become cold, he turned the faucet off and reached for his towel. It didn't take him long to dry off; after he was done, he wrapped the fabric around his waist and made his way to his bedroom. It was a short distance- almost a straight shot across the hall.

Mikasa was sitting on the couch in the living room, watching TV. He wasn't sure what it was, but he really didn't care; he guessed it was some cartoon or something. Regardless of what most people thought, Mikasa didn't really care for crime shows or dramas. As expected, she didn't acknowledge him until he sat down beside her a few minutes later.

"So what were you thinking? Maria's?" Eren asked.

"Mhm," Mikasa sighed, "I guess Armin is with Jean? I was hoping that I could treat you guys as a housewarming present but-." She let her sentence end, leaving a silence behind. It wasn't uncomfortable but the brunette didn't like it for some reason.

"It's okay, Mikasa. I'm sure we can go out some other time. And I got the check a couple days ago; I can pay for myself."

The raven haired woman hummed in response, and they both stood, Mikasa taking a moment to stretch and roll her eyes. After shaking her head, she started toward the door. Eren laughed, following closely behind and grabbing his keys and wallet. "Whatever. I'm hungry so let's go. I could eat a horse."

Eren smiled at his sister's attempt at cheering him up; he had made the right choice. Her presence made him feel a little less lonely and a bit less screwed. Because he knew, without a doubt, that he still loved Levi, and he wasn't sure if the older man felt the same.