„So guys... This is Sigrun and today she was really brave so she left her mask at home, so better be good to her or I'll beat the shit out of everyone here. Understood?"

It was that silence again... But this time, no one interrupted. In fact, it seemed like everyone was surprised, but in a positive way. After two long minutes, a loud yelling could be heard, coming from the crowd:

„You're cool!"

And she answered: „Thank you!"

That's how it all started.

Erwin couldn't help himself but notice that something changed about her. She was smiling all the time and rarely been at home, so he didn't really had a chance ask her what happened. But she was happy and it was enough for him; they weren't friends so Erwin wasn't interested in her private life.

But today, she was at home and he had a chance to ask her about everything.

„Sigrun, come here!" – He yelled so she could hear him perfectly fine.

„I'm in the baaaathroom!" – She replied cheerfully.

„Hurry up, will you?"

After ten minutes, she got out. Her body was covered only with one small towel and tiny drops were falling from her, still wet, hair. Erwin showed no reaction at her half naked body, rather, he was unusually calm and collected. Sigrun admired his cold attitude and somehow, it was turning her on, how ruthless this man was.

„So... I've been wondering... What happened with you? Lately, you've been out all the time."

„Is that wrong?"

„Not really, just curious."

„I shall tell you then."

Sigrun made herself comfortable on his table, spreading her limbs like a lazy feline. He saw her naked before, so even now, when she was almost naked, he didn't notice. Instead of that, he was signing some papers like usual, waiting for Sigrun to start talking.

„So..." – She yawned, trying to make him look at her.

„So?"

Erwin was still busy, barely listening to her talking.

„I've made some friends lately... They told me I'm cool, and that my scar is cool, and I really think they are good people. Don't you think it too, commander?"

„Mhm..."

„Don't you 'mhm' to me! You summoned me here!" – Now she was obviously very angry, raising herself on elbows.

„What did you say?"

It was too much, even for her, so Sigrun got up, making her way to her room. In the past, this room was her only solace as in fact she didn't have anybody to talk to. Letters from her mom and dad were neatly folded in a small music box, but she couldn't bring herself to read them, although they were adressed to her.

Having nothing better to do, she decided to read one.

To my beloved daughter,

I hope you're not mad at me. Unfortunately, I have to label myself as a selfish mother. Selfish&Self-centered, SS – „Not at all..." – Sigrun thought, on a verge of tears.

You're probably thinking – no, not at all – but in fact, I know this isn't the right thing to do. We are currently living in a wild so I had to make sure that this letter will reach you. Some of my people will give it to you SO DON'T WORRY.

I Love You, Sigrun. Dad loves you too.

Please be a good girl and take a good care of your brother as this is our last mission. Titans are everywhere around us. Idiots.

Mama loves you. Bye!

Sigrun burried her head under the pillow, crying silently. She was angry but in the same time, somehow proud. They abadonded her, for the safe of humanity. Will she die like that? In that case, Sigrun will never be happy and she knew that. Dreaming about big family and big home somehow wasn't right thing to do.

It was then, when she heard a doorbell.

Sigrun knew that Erwin was to busy to answer to their calls, so she decided to open it for him. It was none other than her good friend, Jean. She wasn't sure if she could let him in, and, like he could read her mind, Erwin nodded, continuing what he started before. Gently, he took his hand, leading him in her room.

As quietly as she could, Sigrun closed the doors, slowly closing the gap between their bodies. Even now, she wasn't sure if this was the right thing to do. She observed his reactions, the way his body responded to her touches; first, she noticed small goosebumps, but quickly ditched it away – no matter how experienced or unexperienced he was, now the matters have been settled. She'll give him a kiss, and after that, either he'll hug her tightly or run away.

„Jean?"

„Hm?"

„Don't go away, please..."

The difference in height was huge so Sigrun had to raise herself on her toes. Their lips were now closer than ever yet she didn't kiss him. This feeling was something she longed for, and deep down from her very soul, Sigrun wanted it to never end. It was too tempting, feeling his steady hearbeats. Although she wanted to devour him with touches only, Sigrun decided to save it for later. What mattered now was passion, lingering all around them in a hot air.

His eyes were closed and Sigrun thought it was better this way. Now, he will not see it. Rather than that, he will feel it on his skin, sweet taste of her lips. In that moment, he would be able to feel not only lips but her whole body, he'll be able to entangle their bodies, to wrap his hands, to touch her shoulder, and after that, maybe she'll push him on the bed and morning will wake them up, together.

'What am I, an idiot?' – He thought, trying not to think at all.

And then it happened.

He pressed her lips against his, shyly, like she wanted for him to take initiative. And he did, exactly that. Merely a second passed and his tongue was exploring every inch of her mouth. He was experienced, he did it before. She didn't. Down from his lower back, her hands found their way to his neck, holding it steadily. Terribly slowly, he took her by the waist, helping her so she could get a better angle for kissing. It all turned out completely differently as she wrapped her legs around his waist, grinding against his sole body. It was then, when he put her down, gently pushing her off himself.

„I-I'm sorry..."

„N-No... It's not that I don't want that... But If you continued, I won't be able to stop. It's not your fault, come here." – He opened his arms and she ran into his embrace, quietly sobbing. She was a fool for doing something so cruel to him. Probably, even now, it was hard for him to stop, but he did that anyway.

Without words, he lay on bed, leading her by the hand. The bed was small, but in her eyes, it was the most beautiful place in the world. Sigrun had to mentally slap herself as for one minute, she thought that she'll be rather here, in his arms than with her parents. But no matter how stupid or ungrateful that sounded right now, it was true.

„Can I tell you something? But please, don't laugh at me." – She whispered, burying her head in the pillow. She turned her back to him, but their bodies were still pressed tightly. Feeling his breath on her neck, she continued what she started before, but now with a shaky voice:

„For a second, I thought that I would be rather here, with you, than with my parents."

Jean understood it perfectly. They were still young and probably it was the first time that she felt attraction towards someone who is not part of her family. So, as quietly as he could, Jean whispered:

„When you like someone, it's your heart what is talking, not brain. Your parents were probably like this too, when they were young. Overthinking is bad for your health, so you shouldn't do it."

Sigrun turned around, sighing deeply. Although it was still early, she felt sleepy. So she closed her eyes, falling in the dream world.

Having nothing better to do, Jean fell asleep after her.

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