Pairing: Eren/Mikasa

Setting: In canon before their final battle

Rating: M (For sexual situations)

Words: 2064

Notes: When I read this prompt, I knew exactly what I wanted to write and it's been a little bit since I wrote full on smut so here you go! I don't know if they'd exactly have a final battle so to speak but I liked the concept of Eren and Mikasa spending what they thought were their final hours together.

October 11th – That Night

Tomorrow. It was actually happening tomorrow. Their plans had come and go, succeeded and failed but tomorrow would start the final plan to take down the people who controlled the creation of the titans, who controlled this world and caused them all to live in fear and death.

Eren laid on his back staring up at the cloth top of his tent. They had camped out in the woods just outside their destination, Levi saying everyone needed their rest for this to succeed and God did they need to succeed. This was their last chance; their only shot to get it right.

He sighed and rolled over, trying to close his eyes but sleep just wouldn't come to him no matter how much he tried. He needed to rest, most of this plan was on his shoulders which is why Hanji gave him his own tent so he could rest but it wasn't doing him any good whatso ever. Tomorrow it was all gonna end for good or bad and either way him and all his comrades, his friends, could die during this. After everything they went through, any of them could be gone in an instant.

Eren rolled onto his back again, the moon slightly visible through the fabric overhead. He wasn't sure if he was gonna sleep with the nerves bundling in his stomach, seeing the death of the people he cared about every time he shut his eyes. It wasn't exactly soothing. With a groan he threw himself onto his side but this time he heard a noise that made him look up.

"Did I wake you?" Mikasa's quiet voice spoke from the entrance of his tent. She was crouched in front like she was about to come in, just wearing her shirt, long skirt, and red scarf around her neck.

"No," Eren said sitting up on his mat. "Not even close which I assume is the same for you."

Mikasa nodded but she stayed where she was in front of the tent.

"Well, don't just sit there," Eren said, sitting up fully and moving over in the small area.

She crawled in the tent, sitting down on the mat next to him but she had her eyes in her lap, not looking anywhere but down; clearly the same things were playing in her mind too. He watched her carefully, her black hair falling in her face but Eren still saw the heartache, the worry, the fear. What could he say? Everything was gonna be okay? They both knew that was probably a lie filled with nothing but false hope; he wasn't about to do that to her. Instead he reached an arm around her shoulder, tugging her closer to him.

Mikasa's head fell against him, her scarf pulling up over her mouth. She didn't have to say why she was here, it was the same reason she always came to him, the same reason he was always thankful for her presence: comfort. She was always soothing, always calming; even in his most heated moments and this could be the last time he had that with her.

Eren shook his head. He couldn't think like that; not now, it would only make things worse.

"What's wrong?" she asked looking up at him.

He sighed, his eyes meeting hers. He always tried to keep his feelings to himself, not wanting to make it worse, make her worry but what was it worth anymore? It just didn't seem like much. "I never wanted this."

"You always wanted to join the Scouting Legion though."

"Yeah, I did but I never wanted this for you, for Armin. You deserved so much better, you always did."

Mikasa was quiet for a moment as she looked at him. "But it's what we wanted, it's what I wanted. Could you really see me or Armin sitting cozy on the inner walls? No, we'd be worried sick about you; here we'd make sure you were okay. I don't regret joining with you. I never have."

"Then why are you so sad?"

She looked surprised for a moment and it almost made him roll his eyes.

C'mon, Mikasa, how long have we been together? The thought alone made his heartache when he remembered what tomorrow could bring for them. "Don't tell me you aren't. I know when you're sad."

She was still watching him as if contemplating what to tell him. "Tomorrow…" she started but was unsure what to say after that.

Yeah, tomorrow. Tomorrow where he could lose the fight and lose everything he loved or he could win and still lose everything he loved. "Tomorrow is tomorrow but not tonight," Eren settled on; it wasn't like it was weighing on his mind heavily but how could he spend his last night with Mikasa seeing her sad? That wasn't what he wanted to remember. He kicked back his blanket and tossed some over her legs. He laid back down on the mat, extending an arm out gesturing for her to do the same. Mikasa moved in and laid herself down, her head close to his chest as he draped his arm over her waist; he felt a familiar warm that only she could bring fill his body already. He rested his head on top of hers remembering the countless times he found his nights like this.

"This reminds me of the refugee home we stayed in, and those small little cots. How I used to find myself on the ground more often than not because the beds weren't big enough when the both of us tried to squeeze in one." Eren felt Mikasa laugh lightly against him at the distant memory.

"It was still better than the military bunks," she said.

"That's because you either had to come into a room full of boys or I had to get into a room full of girls with wandering superior officers that would have kicked our asses if we got caught." Eren snorted at the memory; that one seemed just as far away.

Mikasa's body shook again, but when he heard the choked cry from her lips he knew it wasn't from laughter this time. He pulled himself away from her slightly to be able to see the tears already pooling in her eyes. He felt his heart clench at the sight, he hated seeing her cry. "Hey, what's the matter?" he asked, knowing very well he didn't need to ask.

She shook her head, her hand reaching up to wipe her tears away quickly but the damage was done.

"Mikasa," he tried again, he couldn't let it end like this between them, he just couldn't. "Please." He put his hand on her cheek, his thumb brushing a tear rolling down her skin. "Talk to me."

She looked up, watery eyes meeting his. "I can't do it anymore."

"What are you talking about? You're Mikasa, you can do anything." He had hoped to lighten the mood but she didn't even smile.

"I didn't want to be selfish," she said, her voice wavering in a way Eren hadn't heard since she was a little girl. "Because it would be, it wouldn't be fair to you if something happened to me."

"Mikasa," Eren said. "It's just me. You can tell me anything." She was acting so strange; yeah they could all die tomorrow, but he hadn't seen her act like this in a long time.

Her eyes met his again, still shinning but at least she stopped crying. "I couldn't die without telling you how much you are loved, how much I love you." She paused for a moment, and Eren saw the color rising to her cheeks. "I've been in love with you for a long time, I just…" She hesitated for a moment. "I knew I shouldn't say anything because I wouldn't want you to feel guilty if something happened to me and its okay you don't feel the same I just needed to-"

"Mikasa," Eren reached his hand down to hold her shoulder to get her to stop babbling. He couldn't remember the last time she had talked like that. She must've been upset and nervous; his own heart was pounding in his chest too.

She was looking at him like the weight of her words hit her, fearing his reaction but there was relief in her eyes finally saying what she must have kept in for so long, and that he could understand.

"Don't be stupid," he mumbled, his grip on her getting tighter and his eyes never leaving hers. "Of course, I love you, how could you think I never did."

Mikasa opened her mouth, whether to gape at him or to give him a probably very good reason why she could think that way but Eren didn't give her the chance. He slammed his lips into hers giving him the one thing he realized too late he always wanted. She gasped against his lips in clear surprise but easily melted into him, her hands reaching to press against his chest and her lips moving with his.

Eren broke away, his breath ragged as he pressed his forehead to hers. "It's always been you." His voice was low; he almost didn't recognize it as his own. "It took me too long to realize and even longer to be afraid to tell you. I couldn't do that to you if everything ends. How could I leave you with that?"

She looked up at him, warm breath on his face. "I didn't want you to feel guilty…if I didn't come back."

"No," he shook his head. "Not guilty without you, just lost. I'd be nothing without you."

Mikasa made a choked noise, and Eren had to look down to make sure she wasn't crying again. He wasn't met with tears though, it was her lips back on his with such a force she nearly pushed him over. He steadied himself, kissing her with the same intensity she gave him. He moved his hand from her face down to her waist and with one sharp tug her body fell into his. She gasped again causing Eren to break from their kiss so his lips trailing along her jaw, her cheek, anywhere he could reach.

It was Mikasa who reached up for her scarf that was covering her neck; with a careful motion she tugged it down and off, leaving her neck bare to him. Eren met her eyes again understanding what she was trying to do. It was the one thing that always bound them, but there were ways to bind people more than fabric ever could. He didn't hesitate to press his lips gently against the soft skin of her neck, his fingers tightening on her waist.

She gave a small cry at his touch, one that sent chills down his spine and made him realize just how tight his pants had gotten already. There was desire, desire that had been pushed away for so long that he felt overwhelmed with how much he wanted her but there was also love. A love that was always there from the moment he saw her dark eyes looking back at his. Love that wanted to make her happy, that wanted to see her smile, that wanted her to be safe and if this was going to be the end of it all, there was no one else he'd want to spend his last night with than the woman he loved long before he knew what love was.

Mikasa…Mikasa she was all he saw, all he felt and he knew, he knew what he always knew, he was always meant to hers and she was always meant to be his.

They stayed still for a moment, only each other's heavy breathing filling Eren's ears. He carefully pulled himself out of her and rolled back onto his original spot on the map. He reached over to put his hand on Mikasa's cheek, while the other hand pulled her into him again, not wanting her to be too far away ever again.

"It's been a long time," he said, his voice still sounding low and hoarse. "We've been together a long time."

Mikasa nodded, pressing her forehead to his. Eren could feel a tear drop onto his face and he wasn't sure if it was from him or from her.

"And we always will be."