Fake Love│Love Thoroughly, Hurt Thoroughly Jeankasa

Alliance in Liberio

Sasha was slurring over her words trying her best to be comprehensible even through her drunkenness to talk with Mikasa." J-Jean, big boy li-loves you!!" She exclaimed, slapping her knee while she cackled. Mikasa's eyes widened and she turned her gaze to look at Jean who was having the best time of his life with the elders. She brushed it off as Sasha being too drunk but unintentionally the corner of her lips moved upwards into a smile.

Mikasa searched for Eren, he found him wasted in a corner of the tent. The elderly gentleman came up to them both, signaling for the two to follow him to some place else. Mikasa was the one who, carried Eren by the arms, Eren still was conscious so he walked on his own with Mikasa supporting him. The elder led them to a tent that was vacant. Mikasa entered inside, still holding onto Eren by  the arm. She placed him on the sleeping bag. She was going to leave him when Eren grabbed her by the arm and roughly shoved her down on the floor with him on top and Mikasa below him Mikasa flushed red, pushing him away knowing the only reason Eren acted that way was because of the beer.

" Eren, your not in your right mind. Go to sleep." She tried shoving him off of her but to no avail.

"What if I am?" Eren questioned her, clearly he was bluffing. Mikasa could see the haziness from his eyes. 

"You don't know what your doing, once you fall asleep you'll go back to yourself." 

"I won't let you go." He growled. He softly pecked her neck, sending a trail of hickeys along her collarbone. It would be a lie if Mikasa told herself she didn't like it, she loved it. Eren lifted her skirt, feeling her legs and thighs. He opened her up, his exposed torso was too much for Mikasa, she looked away shyly. 

"Eren, this is my first time." Mikasa said, covering her mouth with back of her hand, curling her fingers into a fist. Her shyness made Eren feel cocky, he smirked at her. Eren bit and nibbled her ears, his lingering breath above Mikasa made her feel hot, her body wanting of Eren's touches.

"I'll be gentle." Eren whispered to her ear, it didn't sound sincere. He took one thrust inside Mikasa who yelped and moaned in pain, she clenched his back, her nails digging into the skin of Eren's back. At first, it hurt Mikasa to the point she would punch him to stop but he wouldn't listen he would only thrust faster and harder biting her lip and nibbling it,. It eventually became quite enjoyable to Mikasa but she had much rather preferred if Eren had been gentle with her the first try.  It was the first time and it was with the man, the childhood lover of her dreams

He moaned her name until the slip up of another woman's name she did not know came from his mouth. "Ria..." Mikasa eye's widened, hoping she heard wrong but she heard it clear as day from his lips, her heart shattered then and there. He finished and fell unconscious next to her.

Mikasa got out from the tent looking disheveled, tears streamed from her face and blood dripped from her mouth. Eren went a bit too rough on her. Jean was coming from taking a leak when he stumbled upon Mikasa who's dress was ragged and hair a mess "Mikasa?" He sobered up rather quickly, seeing the sight of his beloved, crying. "Hold me jean" Mikasa did it without thinking, she ran up to Jean and threw herself in his arms. Jean was aghast as Mikasa had never been too close to anyone not even with him to be acting this way. He didn't say a word, he returned her hug and embraced her quietly.  His mind drifted off wondering who made her upset, he closed his eyes and took in her warmth. 

It was his chance to get close to Mikasa. He could sway her off her feet now that Eren wasn't around but he didn't. He respected her love for Eren. He would only watch her from a safe distance and never cross a line with her. The only exception was if she willingly came to him and now was that time but even then it was just an embrace and Jean would allow her to have it without expecting anything.

The next day arrived and Eren was his usual self. Mikasa looked at him wondering if he remembered what they had done last night but seeing his stoic indifferent eyes she felt relieved yet upset at the fact Eren could brush their first time under the rug. She bit her lip, gaining the courage to ask him. 

"Eren, do you perhaps remember what happened last night." Mikasa asked, she looked away from Eren, afraid to look at him in the eye. 

"No, I don't remember. I remember drinking and passing on the floor after that I don't recall. much. Why?"

"I-it's nothing." Mikasa said, looking at the ground, sulking at the fact that Eren didn't remember the night they were intimate.  Eren stared at her, looking at her pensively wondering why she brought up last night. As he wondered, he moaned in pain feeling a hangover. Mikasa caught him,  she acted fast and tried to make him feel better, she brought him tea and took care of him. 

Jean has been there with Mikasa most of the time ever since Eren has left them. He silently stood by her side, giving his presence as comfort, even be a replacement for her.