Pairing: Eren/Mikasa
Setting: Modern AU, same world asFrost
Words:2933
Rating: T (For sexual situations and implications)
Notes: This story is so random I don't even know. I wanted to do a modern AU for her birthday for a bit of a change but I didn't have much planned out for it and this is what happened lol
February 10th - Birthday
Eren supposed he should open his backpack and do some kinda homework, especially the kind due for tomorrow morning's class but instead he laid on his bed, holding his phone over his head as his fingers pressed at the keypad.
Just make sure ur here on time.
He hit send before dropping it onto the bed. Only to pick it back up again.
And don't forget the cupcakes either.
He dropped his phone once more. Another thought crossed his mind and he reached for his phone but it was already vibrating. His picked it up to see Armin making some goofy face before putting the phone to his ear.
"Will you stop texting me already," Armin said before Eren could even say hello. He didn't sound angry, no, it was the opposite; he was laughing. "Relax. I'll be there on time, and I'll bring the cupcakes, and the presents, and the flowers, and whatever else you made me store in my room despite the fact you have a house to hide everything in."
"Shut up, Armin," Eren grunted, rolling over on his bed. "You know I couldn't hide it here. Mikasa would find it all in an instant and so would my parents. I have a funny feeling they'd think I was in love with her or something with all that stuff for her birthday."
A beat. "Eren, you do realize that you're in love with her and that you've told her as much."
"No shit," he rolled his eyes even though he knew Armin couldn't see him. "But they don't know that."
"No, Eren I'm pretty sure they do. In fact, I'm pretty sure anyone who looks at you could tell."
"Armin."
"Fine, fine." Armin was laughing again. "I'll see you at midnight."
"Yeah, bye." Eren looked at the time on the top of his phone. Still another few hours till midnight. With a groan he dropped his head into his bed. He knew he probably should stop just waiting around and do his work; at least if he kept busy than time would go by faster so they could celebrate Mikasa's birthday already.
Every year she told them not to do anything for her and every year his mom would make sure she had a party filled with everything she loved. Though through high school, his mom agreed to celebrate on the weekend for her so she wouldn't miss out on school work that needed to get done. This year was a Monday which meant a whole week after her birthday they would have a party, and Eren just didn't think that was right at all. Armin agreed to help but not without teasing him relentlessly all the time.
Eren pushed himself off his bed and headed towards his door. Homework could wait till the morning or the five minutes before class, whatever. He poked his head out of his room. The TV was on somewhere, probably his mom watching that cop show she liked so much while his dad was probably in his study working. Eren closed the door behind him before walking the short distance to Mikasa's room. He didn't bother knocking, not wanting to draw attention to his parents or her for that matter. She generally banned him from her room for a few hours during week nights so he wouldn't distract her, but Eren felt like distracting. He swiftly opened the door, slid in, and shut the door, a motion he was rather familiar with.
Unsurprisingly Mikasa was staring at him from her bed. Open books were around her, papers piled in stacks, her laptop in her lap, fingers frozen on the keyboard. "May I help you, Eren?"
He shrugged, a smile pulling at his lips even though her face didn't look particularly amused. He walked the short distance across her floor, pushing some of her books out of the way so he could sit down. He felt her gaze on him, and a not so happy one at that.
"Don't give me that look. It's Sunday, I know you've already done all your homework for tomorrow so why don't you take a break with me?"
Mikasa watched him, clearly trying to see if he was up to something which really he wasn't. Well, not until midnight; she didn't have to know that though. He could tell when she was fighting with herself; she got this look on her face one where she was contemplating kicking him out or kicking her homework to the curb.
Eren knew he won when she pushed aside some of her papers and books to the floor to make more room. With a grin Eren leaned back on the small bed, his head hitting her pillows.
"And what did you have planned for interrupting me this night? Aside from taking up my bed." She swatted at his legs with her hand, but she was smiling now.
He nodded towards her laptop. "Put on a movie or something."
"What one?"
"I don't care, Mikasa. Just put one on and get over here. It's not that often homework gets brushed aside for me."
Another hit to his legs causing Eren to laugh. She brought something up on her laptop, Eren not really paying all that much attention to what it was exactly, before she placed it down on her bed and scooted back to where he was laying. Her head hit the pillow next to his and his arms were around her in a second. He really intended to just come in and hang out until Armin texted him, but once she was laying down next to him, her warm body brushing against him, her legs bumping into his, it was hard not to want to touch her.
"Eren," she chuckled, playfully pushing him away but his lips were already on the soft skin of her neck, his hands on her lower back, pulling her into him. "I thought you wanted to watch a movie."
He gently nipped at her skin as his mouth moved up from her neck to her jaw. "This is better."
Mikasa's eyes fluttered shut, her hands grasping onto his shirt. "Your parents are still awake."
"Then we'll be quiet." His lips met hers and Mikasa seemed to stop bringing up excuses as she moved her mouth with his. She pressed her body up against his, her arms reaching up and around his neck. Eren's fingers dipped underneath the hem of her shirt, feeling her warm skin underneath and getting a sharp gasp from Mikasa. He ran his fingers up her back, loving how he could feel the goosebumps rising on her skin.
Mikasa was right they really probably shouldn't be messing around with his parents both wide awake. While they wouldn't have been surprised so to speak, Mikasa and himself being old enough to make choices for themselves, he just wasn't sure how they'd feel about Eren sleeping with the girl who lived with them since they were nine, but she was irresistible.
She rubbed her leg up against his before carefully throwing it over his hips, pulling him in even closer to her. Eren groaned against her mouth, his hips rolling into hers no doubt making her feel just how hard she could make him in a matter of minutes. The moan that fell from her lips told him she didn't mind so much.
Her hands fell to the hem of his shirt, pulling it over his head and tossing it somewhere in her room. Eren remembered when he lacked to pick up some of his clothing from Mikasa's room leaving them for his mom to find one day when she was doing laundry. She asked him about it only for him to scramble some excuse about throwing his dirty clothes in there to bug Mikasa. Now that he thought about it they really weren't all that discreet.
Mikasa's hands on his bare chest quickly erased any other thoughts from his mind. Her lips broke from his, trailing down his neck to his collarbone, but Eren had something else in mind. He pressed his weight against her causing Mikasa to fall on her back, Eren settling his body down between her legs, his lips back on hers. Mikasa trailed her hands down his chest to his stomach, and right to the button of his jeans. Oh God, he wanted to let her continue but he moved his hips away from her hands.
"You know," he mumbled against her mouth, his forehead against hers. "I believe its someone's birthday tomorrow." He pulled off her t-shirt, throwing it to the depths of the room before putting his hands on her waist. His lips pressed kisses along her neck, trailing down to her chest.
"Eren…" she sighed, probably wanting to tell him he didn't have to do anything for her but his hands running over the tops over her bra, his fingers grasping at the skin falling out must have distracted her a little bit. Her hands reached up to his head, tangling her fingers in his hair which only urged him on as his mouth traveled lower on her.
"How about we celebrate it a little early and let me take care of you."
Sitting out in the Jeager's driveway wasn't exactly Armin's idea of fun but Eren didn't seem to want to answer any of his texts. True, Armin had gotten here a little early to make sure they could get everything inside but it would be nice if Eren acknowledged his presence. Whatever. Armin opened his car door and stepped out into the bitter night. He opened the back seat door and carefully tried to pile as many things as he could into his backpack. The container that held the three massive cupcakes he decided to hold onto instead as well as a few gift bags that wouldn't fit. He kicked the door shut and headed up the stone walkway to the front door. Balancing the things in one hand, Armin hit his knuckles against the door hoping someone would hear him; he didn't want to ring the doorbell in case Mikasa heard it.
Thankfully the door swung open, blowing heat and light out at him. "Armin! What a surprise." Aunt Carla was standing at the door, surprised but not unhappy at his late night arrival. "Come on, get in before you catch a cold."
"With pleasure." Armin hurried in while Aunt Carla shut the door behind him. He felt his body starting to defrost between the heat and the fireplace going nearby.
"What brings you here tonight?"
Armin held up the cupcakes and the bags. "Mikasa. We wanted to surprise her at midnight."
"Well, that's very sweet of you boys. I'm sure she'll love it." Aunt Carla started to walk back to the living room before she turned back around to him with a grin he had seen far too many times in his life. "They're both upstairs. Erens pretending hes in his room, but you'll find them both in her's."
Armin resisted rolling his eyes. No wonder he wasn't answering him. "Thanks, Aunt Carla." He headed up the stairs and took a right instead of a left to get to Mikasa's room. It was close to midnight, not quite there yet but close enough for him. Armin, his hands still full, kicked lightly at Mikasa's door to get their attention. No way was he about to just walk in there.
He heard someone's feet hit the floor with the thud, some shuffling, some muttering before the door opened a cracked with Eren slipping out. He looked frantic until he saw Armin's face. Eren pressed a hand to his chest as relief visibly relaxed his face.
"Yeah you better be thankful it's not your parents. You do realize your shirt is not only backwards but inside out as well."
Eren opened his mouth to say something but Armin had a feeling he knew what it was.
"Don't you ask me why I didn't let you know I was here because I did. A few times." A grin crossed his lips. "But by all means go finish."
"No," he grunted, his cheeks turning a light shade of red as he crossed his arms across his chest. "I was, uh…" Eren didn't seem to want to finish his sentence, but Armin gestured for him to continue. "Giving her an early birthday present and she was returning the favor."
Armin had been around the two for so long that none of that bothered him, but he did like making them flustered. "Sorry, man. I can go wait in your room and I'm sure she'd have no problem getting-"
Eren gave Armin a sharp shove making him laugh even harder.
"Okay, okay. Can we do this? These cupcakes look delicious and I'm starving."
"Hey, Mikasa," Eren called into the room. "Close your eyes for a second okay?"
It wasn't the first time his parents had nearly walked in on them; Mikasa was always just thankful both Aunt Carla and Uncle Grisha were considerate enough to knock which gave them a moment of time to recover. Which is what she was doing now, looking for her clothing hoping Eren could hold off whoever was out there. Her ears perked up at the voice as she pulled her shirt over her head. Armin? That's certainly who it sounded like at least.
She heard Eren call out to her, making her wonder what was going on now. She sat back down on her bed, and shut her eyes like she was asked to. "Okay?" she called back out.
Mikasa heard the door open and footsteps all around her. Well, there were two people in the room that was for sure. It wasn't until she felt something on her head that Eren told her it was okay to open her eyes.
She saw both Eren and Armin standing in front of her, both wearing flower crowns like the ones she made for them when they were kids. She reached up to her head to feel one on her as well. The end half of the bed was covered in presents, and Armin was holding a plate with three large and gourmet looking cupcakes. She blinked at them, more than a little surprised.
"Happy Birthday!" they both announced with wide smiles. Armin held the plate of cupcakes up as he danced a little bit.
Mikasa had her hand over her mouth as she looked at that them. Sure they did something for her every year on her birthday but this was different. This was just them and they looked so goofy in their little flower crowns. It was perfect.
"Thank you," she managed out still in a slight bit of shock going from thinking she had gotten caught fooling around with her boyfriend to having a little surprise birthday party. It was quite the turnaround.
Eren climbed up onto the bed, sitting himself behind Mikasa while Armin squeezed on as well.
"Here you go," he said passing a white cupcake with rainbow sprinkles to her. "Vanilla funfettie cupcake for you and…" Armin turned to hand Eren one off the plate as well. "Mint chocolate chip cupcake for you, and raspberry chocolate for me."
Mikasa couldn't even resist taking a bite out of the cupcake piled high with frosting. This, those boys, were so worth being late on homework for. The frosting and the cupcake melted in her mouth, she even heard Eren resisting a soft moan of delight behind her. Though the problem with this cupcake was she ended up getting more on her face than in her mouth.
"Um, did either of you bring napkins?" she asked, trying to wipe the white frosting from her face.
"Don't worry about it, Mikasa. It was bound to happen one way or another tonight," Armin said, trying to hold back his laughter. It didn't work.
Eren nearly kicked him off the bed as Mikasa tried not to choke. "I'll go get tissues, since this one…" Eren put his hand down on Armin's head for balance as he walked off the bed. "Is no use whatsoever."
Armin chuckled as Eren left the room. "I'm sorry, Mikasa. He's just so easy."
Mikasa turned her head to look at Armin, his mouth open wide as he tried to take a bite of his cupcake. "Thank you," she said. "For all of this."
Armin shook his head. "Don't thank me, I just hid the stuff. This was all Eren and I made the crowns because he always sucked at it."
"Okay, tissues." Eren waved them over his head before take a huge bite of cupcake and making his way back to the bed. He passed one to Mikasa as he climbed over Armin once more. The movie was still playing in the background on her laptop but she paid no mind to it.
"Hey," Mikasa turned around to look back at Eren. She gestured for him to come closer. Eren got that goofy grin on his face, the one she never got sick of seeing. "Thank you."
He tilted his head down to her, going for her lips, but Mikasa dipped her finger in cupcake and pressed the frosting onto his face. Eren leaned back trying to reach the vanilla frosting with his tongue while Armin was still trying to get his cupcake in his mouth. Mikasa couldn't stop laughing as she placed her finger in her mouth. They knew her too well and they knew just how she'd want her birthday.
Give or take Armin walking in on them.