Meals weren't usually quiet. The silence was always interrupted by jokes and funny stories, sometimes news were exchanged and opinions given.

That day they had joined a few tables, some of the top ten and Armin sitting together, chatting and laughing rather loudly.

The topic in that moment: ticklish spots.

"Man, no way Annie has one" Connie waved his hand, dismissing the idea with a snort.

"Watch this" Reiner stood up, walking very quietly towards Annie, who was with her back facing him.

"Reiner, I don't thi-" Berthold was cut short when Annie jumped on her seat, letting out a squeak thanks to Reiner pinching her waist.

Her elbow didn't waste any time hitting Reiner right in the nose, sending him to the floor.

"What the fuck is your problem?" her voice wasn't hard to hear in the silence that followed her actions. Reiner, instead of answering, got up and ran to the exit before someone noticed the blood dripping from his nose.

Sighing, Berthold stood up.

"I should go and see the damage" not waiting for a reply, he left.

"Well, what about Mikasa?" Sasha resumed the conversation, looking at the Shinganshina trio.

"I never found any" Armin shrugged, moving his food around his fork.

"But Armin got a lot" Eren smirked, going for Armin's neck while Mikasa went for his waist.

"NO!" squirming to get away, Armin started laughing before they even touched him.

"See? It's like the air tickles him" leaving him alone, Eren focused on the others.

"And what about you, Eren?"

"Nope" he shook his head, moving some centimeter away from Mikasa.

"It's his armpits" Mikasa used her right hand to tickle Eren, leaving him in a laughing mess. She let out a small smile.

The conversation drifted to others things, and the topic was left forgotten to everyone but Eren.

Because who would know the weak spot of Mikasa if not him?

So very, very slowly, he let his hand wander until it was right above her thigh, close to her knee.

And in the moment everyone fell silent, he started squeezing it repeatedly.

She hit her knee against the table, startled, looking at him with narrow eyes, barely holding her laughter.

She squirmed in her seat, her lips tightly shut and her fist clenched.

"Eren?" Armin raised his eyebrows to him once Mikasa calmed down "What were you doing with your hand under the table?"