𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 sasha becomes jeans wingwoman to help him get with mikasa ackerman, but slowly begins to fall for the raven-haired girl herself.
pothead!sasha x gothkasa (MODERN AU)
lowercase intended
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"wait, so you two AREN'T related?" mikasa laughed as she gestured between connie and sasha, who moved in sync as they looked at mikasa and then at each other.
"NO?"
"i see her as a twin," connie dramatically stated, earning a slap on the head from jean.
"you're so corny," sasha rolled her eyes as she took a sip from her soda.
sasha, mikasa, connie, jean, and armin all sat in the middle of a mcdonald's (guys don't think eren is being left out he is actually in my bed w me rn) as the clock read 4 am.
"i actually cant believe you thought i was related to that cancer patient," sasha scoffed, gesturing towards connie as jean held him in a headlock.
"he'd look hot if he like...dyed the buzz cut, yknow?" armin said with a small smile.
"what a fruit cup," mikasa laughed.
"WHAT? no that's not what i me-"
"it was a joke, armeen," sasha said, saying his name in a french accent as she set down her soda.
armin rolled his eyes as he hurriedly made his way to jean and connie, their fight now getting more physical.
mikasa eyed sasha as she took another sip, opening her phone again.
"so you're like...gay, right?" mikasa said in a whisper, catching sasha off guard.
"you don't need to whisper, they already know. and yes, i am," sasha smiled.
"how did you like...know?" mikasa asked, fidgeting with her straw.
"whose asking?" sasha asked, raising her eyebrow.
"me, obviously."
"okay, well..." sasha situated herself to sit next to mikasa.
"basically, i just realized i wasn't into guys," sasha said as she glanced over at jean. "when i looked at a conventionally attractive guy, it was kinda just..i wanted him to like me, and not the other way around i guess."
sasha noticed mikasas intense stare.
"i'm sorry i'm not super good at explaining things," sasha laughed as she rubbed the back of her neck.
"no, it's cool. thank you," mikasa softly smiled before looking back over towards jean and connie, who armin had gotten to calm down.
as jean gained his composure back, he glanced over at mikasa.
"hey kasa," he coughed as he made his way over to the table. "do you wanna like...go somewhere?"
"it's like, 4 am, jean," sasha laughed, earning an intense stare from jean.
mikasa cleared her throat. "nah, sashas right. i'd love to..some other time, though. i think i'm gonna head home, though. my parents don't know i'm out," she said nervously as she glanced to sasha, "walk me home?"
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mikasa and sasha walked side by side back to mikasas house, which only happened to be a little bit away. sasha couldn't help but admire her.
her hair was messy, and her makeup wasn't as neat as it usually was. she was visibly tired, but it didn't make her any less beautiful, not even in the slightest.
maybe jean has the right idea, sasha thought to herself as she smiled at the girl.
"so are you gonna sit there admiring my beauty or are you gonna talk to me?" mikasa said sarcastically as she did a dramatic hair flip.
"cant i do both?" sasha responded, feeling a little more bold (probably because of the late night atmosphere)
mikasa smiled and nodded her head, "good one."
"i really don't know much about you," mikasa said.
"i could say the same about you," sasha responded, pulling out her phone to check the time.
"no phones," mikasa said as she snatched the brunettes phone.
"yes ma'am," sasha laughed as she stuffed her hands back into her hoodie pockets.
"tell me about yourself."
"okay," sasha started. "i moved here when i was 8. i'm actually partly greek. i met connie when i was 9, jean when i was 11, and we've been inseparable ever since. i am terrified of bugs. i also have been smoking since i was 13," sasha said, licking her lips in fear of mikasas reaction.
"13? damn. you are quite the life of the party, sasha braus," mikasa teased.
"maybe. your turn."
"well, i was adopted when i was 4. lived right next door to eren and armin, and since my adoptive parents were fairly busy half the time, i basically lived with eren and armin. i had an my chemical romance phase and i'm basically still in it. and you, sasha braus, are the first person i've been able to talk to without wanting to rip my hair out," mikasa smiled, taking in a deep breath.
"oh...cool," sasha nodded, a comfortable silence falling between the two. sasha smiled to herself.
"this is me," mikasa coughed, gesturing towards an apartment building.
"oh, okay."
"thanks for walking with me, the guys were getting kind of annoying. and just so you know, i'm not only hanging around you for jean," mikasa laughed.
her smile was so damn contagious. sasha was just glad she smiled around her.
"see you tomorrow, braus," mikasa said, planting a small kiss on the cheek before making her way into the apartment complex.
please tell me this wont turn into a love triangle.
A/N: HEY GUYS IM SUPER DUPER SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING IN FOREVER 😕 ive been very busy and kind of fell into a depressive episode for a while, BUT GUESS WHOSE BACK BITCHES💪 this chapter was kinda short but i promise i'll try to be better abt updates.
just a psa, wanna stop making excuses, but i'm taking a really long trip very soon. that could mean more or less writing time, though.
