Mikasa woke up in Jean's arms. She snuggled herself closer since she was cold and closed her eyes. Mikasa rolled to her other side."Good morning." Jean murmured, waking up. "Morning." she greeted back, sitting up. "Last night was," Mikasa tried to find the word that fitted the night. "Interesting?" Jean ended the sentence for her. "Yeah." she agreed. They sat in silence for a while. "So, are you going to stay the week?" Mikasa finally spoke up. "Why not." Jean answered. They got up and Mikasa made the bed. "So, what do you normally eat in the morning?" Mikasa asked when she was done. She led Jean over to the kitchen/dining room. "I just normally lightly snack throughout the day, okay I heavily snack." Mikasa grabbed herself a slice of bread and put peanut butter on it. "Well, whatever you find, you're welcome to it. It's a fend-for-yourself-deal at my house." Mikasa started eating. "Thanks." Jean told her, looking out the window. When she got done she went to her room to try on her new dress. When she got it on she looked in a mirror. 'Fits.' she thought. Mikasa decided she wear it for the the day as she began to straighten out the bottom, it was burgandy with a white apron, white long sleeves, the bottom came down to her ankles, and it was really cute. 'I think I look particularally cute today.' She began to brush out her hair and put her scarf back on. When she came out of her room Jean was sitting on the couch. "That makes you look really cute." Jean told her. "Thank you." Jean got up. "Turn around a little." he told her. She spun around once. "Are you going to wear your boots with that?" he asked. Mikasa nodded. "It'll look nice." he told her. She smiled. "You, uhh, what do you want to do?" Jean asked. Mikasa thought about it a little. "I don't know. What do you like to do?" Jean had a guilty look in his eyes, "I normally throw eggs at the windows of your brother's house on my free time." Jean scratched the back of his head. Mikasa gave him a glare, "Let's not do that." Jean nodded fearfully, "Agreed." Jean put a arm around Mikasa's waist and put a hand on her upper back, and tilted her back. "I think you're really cute." he murmured. "I-uhh," Mikasa pushed some hair out of her face and Jean took a chance by giving her a kiss. Her eyes were wide and she blushed. When he stood back straight he let her go. "I'm sorry, got tempted." Mikasa smiled and looked at the floor and asked:
"Enjoy yourself?"
"Yeah."
"Good because I did too." Jean tipped her back again, "Well then here you go." Jean gave her another kiss.