Mikasa's POV:
I felt my eyelids turning peach. I opened them and took in all the sunlight breaking through the window. I looked over and saw Eren sleeping on my chair. I'm still holding on to his arm and started smiling because I remembered he was sweet enough to sleep next to me. I let go and sat up, stretching my arm towards the ceiling. I yawn and looked over once again towards Eren. I noticed he was drooling a bit and laughed a bit.
"How can someone so mysterious be so cute?" I said out loud.
I carefully got up so as not to wake Eren and went to the kitchen. I started to make breakfast for the both of us, my signature scrambled egg sandwich. I was cooking the eggs when I heard my door open. I looked over to see Eren rubbing his eyes.
Mikasa: "Haha. Morning drooly."
Eren: "Drooly?" he asked yawning.
Mikasa: "Haha you were drooling like crazy. There's still someone you," pointing at his mouth.
Eren: "Wait wh-," he then wipes his face while I started laughing. "Thanks."
Mikasa: "I should be thanking you for sleeping beside me. How did you sleep by the way? I hope you weren't uncomfortable."
Eren: "I slept fine haha. I wasn't uncomfortable... Well, I was uncomfortable because the chair had to support."
Mikasa: "Aww I'm sorry to hear that. You should've brought a sleeping bad," I said with a smirk and little sass.
Eren: "Well I wasn't expecting to be sleeping at your house, let alone in your room... next to you!" looking away.
I blushed a bit and started laughing
Eren: "By the way, something burning?"
Mikasa: "No. Just my eg- MY EGGS!" I screamed as I looked back and saw my eggs burning.
I attempted to save my creation to no avail. I slid down the island and sat on the floor, disappointed with myself.
Mikasa: "Damnit. I was excited for you to try my egg sandwichs," hanging my head between my legs
Eren: "Go over there," pointing to the living room.
Mikasa: "Why?" bring my head.
Eren: "I told you to trust me didn't I?"
I smirked at him and then went over and sat down. I sat with my arms folded looking at the window. Every time I tried to look over, Eren would yell at me to turn around.
Eren: "Hey by the way!" yelling from the kitchen, "Where are your parents?"
Mikasa: "My dad's shift ends later this afternoon and my mom left at 6 because she has a very early appointment."
Eren: "I remembered when my dad would always pick me up from school when his shift ended in the afternoon."
Mikasa: "Really? My dad would just wait for me at home, usually had an afterschool snack for me."
Eren: "Ya. He would sometimes take me to GameStop when I got my allowance or get floats at our favorite restaurant and umm..." he didn't finish his sentence and just became silent.
Mikasa: "Eren?"
No response
Mikasa: "Eren?"
No response
Mikasa: "EREN?!" I turned around shouting.
Eren: "Huh?... Oh sorry. I just got a bit upset. Sorry for zoning out like that."

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To the Moon and Back (A modern Eremika fanfic)
Teen FictionA/N: This is my first time ever writing fanfic, let alone on this site. Every comment is so important to help me improve, so if you have one feel free to drop it. Thank you and enjoy Mikasa, 18, is a likable figure at her high-school. Always tries...