Pairing: Eren/Mikasa

Setting: Somewhere in canon after Chapter 50; Not super specific

Words: 1132

Rating: K+ (Light sexual implications)

March 29th – Weak Spot

Mikasa remembered when the nights were the worst part of her day, when nightmare wouldn't let her even closer her eyes. They'd keep her awake, reliving her past and making her do nothing but fear for the future. Nights quickly turned into her favorite time though, when she had a warm body next to her, comforting arms around her, and hair that tickled her face.

"Eren," Mikasa laughed, playfully pushing his face away from hers. He was pressing kisses against her jaw but he knew his hair always tickled her nose when he did that.

He looked up at her with those eyes she loved so much from his spot on the bed laying next to her, his body pressed up against hers and his clothed legs tangled up with her bare ones. "You shouldn't stay up so late," he murmured with a small grin as he leaned down to kiss the skin right below her neck. "Levi will kill you if you fall asleep during training again."

Mikasa ran her fingers up the tanned skin of his back. "That was you."

He hummed against her neck, one of his hands brushing by her waist that was covered by his shirt she was wearing.

Yeah, Mikasa had learned to love the nights after long days of training and planning, after her body ached and her head felt heavy; she always had Eren to relax with and just have some simple alone time with. Granted, no one save for Armin knew they spent their nights together but in a way it made it even more special for Mikasa.

Eren brushed his nose against her cheek making Mikasa chuckle. She reached up to run her hands through his brown hair, fingers dropping down to the back of his neck.

She had been with Eren long enough to know what he liked so she was more than a little surprised when she felt him tense up. The way his eyes snapped open told her it wasn't exactly from pleasure. Mikasa quickly moved her hands to his shoulders. "What's wrong?"

Eren let out a breath before he opened his eyes again. "Nothing."

That she didn't buy one bit and he seemed to understand that pretty quickly. A wry smile cracked against his lips as he propped himself over her so that his eyes could meet hers. He reached up to pick up her hand off his shoulder and put it back on the back of his neck, the nape of his neck.

Oh.

"I'm sorry," she murmured, embarrassed she didn't realize it right away but his had was still holding hers over his neck. "I forgot."

"I guess I should be happy you can forget what I can turn into," he said but his tone was light like it was just in good humor.

"That's because you'll always be Eren to me."

He seemed to decide that deserved a lingering kiss to her lips and she wasn't gonna complain. She sighed when he pulled away, his hand dropping from his neck as he met her eyes again.

"It's strange," he said. "That even when I'm here in my regular body that one spot still feels…vulnerable."

Mikasa couldn't exactly understand; she didn't go through what Eren did, there wasn't that one spot that could kill her with one swipe of a blade.

"I know it won't necessarily kill me when I'm me but it still feels sensitive, weak."

"No part of you is weak," Mikasa said, gently moving her fingers against the nape of his neck, trying to comfort him.

A smile pulled at his lips again. "Not when you have my back."

"I always have your back."

"I know, that's why you touching me there isn't unnerving."

She must've had a surprised look on her face because he laughed.

"You can't tell me you don't know that after all these years that I trust you more than just about anyone."

Mikasa knew he trusted her of course, but there was something about hearing it from his lips that made her stomach flutter.

"It's a double edged sword though." His voice dropped a little, smile falling from his lips. "Mikasa, if there comes a time when I can't control my form." He hesitated a moment. "I want you to be the one to do it."

She almost pulled her hand away from him to object; how could she ever do that? How could she ever knowingly kill him?

He must've noticed her uncertainty because a reached a hand up to her face. "I know Levi said he would be the one to do it but I want it to be you." His thumb brushed over the long scar on her cheek. "Don't let me hurt anyone else."

She saw the hurt in his eyes, the pleading. Mikasa knew he still bore so much guilt over things he did, the things he couldn't prevent. If this soothed his mind some, she wanted to be able to set him at ease.

"Okay," Mikasa nodded.

Eren rested his head down close to hers again shutting his eyes. "Thank you."

Mikasa watched him; he always looked younger at night, like the weight of the world wasn't on his shoulders. She ran her finger lightly against the back of his neck earning a shiver from Eren but this time she knew it was a good one. "At least I know where your weak spot is now," she teased, trying to lighten the air around them.

Eren cracked an eye open at her. "Like I don't know yours?"

"You don't."

He was smiling again. "Wanna bet?"

Mikasa didn't even have a chance to object; he had already pushed her back against the bed, hovering over her again.

"I know exactly where it is," he said, his tone sending chills down her spine.

"Oh?"

Eren lowered his head to her until she could feel his warm breath over her ear. He moved his lips down until they reached the skin between her ear and her neck. Even just a swift kiss there had her squirming under his touch, let alone when he started to suck and nip at her skin. No, that caused sudden waves of sensations bringing a soft moan from her lips.

He pulled back a bit from her, looking as smug as ever.

"Shut up," she murmured before she could hear an "I told you so" but it lost its effect when she was still smiling.

Eren laid down next to her again, pulling her close so her back was pressed against his chest. He propped his chin up on her shoulder while comfort warmed Mikasa's body and mind, the type only Eren could bring. Even in the hell they lived in, the nights were a little less dark these days.