Unconditional (Jean x Mikasa)

Heat in the Cold

This chapter has sexual content. Not intended for young readers. 

            It is late afternoon when the ship arrived at the snowy country where Jean and Mikasa will spend their honeymoon. It is freezing, the coldest temperature that they have experienced in their entire life.

As they are in the carriage going to their hotel, Jean started to worry that they'll freeze to death.

"Shit, why are all the shops closed? How could we buy winter clothes?" He said anxious. Both of them are just wearing sweaters and he realized it is not enough to keep them warm.

"The coachman said there's going to be a snow storm, that's probably why all the shops are closed." Mikasa said.

"Where's your scarf?" Jean asked. Noticing that Mikasa's lip is already violet from cold.

"What?" Mikasa replied in a quavering voice.

"The scarf that Eren gave you? You should have used that. It might help." Jean said.

Mikasa brought out the scarf and wrapped it in her neck. Then the carriage halted in front of the hotel. Jean stretched out his arms to help her get out. Both their hands are cold.

As soon as Jean spotted the receptionist, he complained that he was not informed that the cold is unbearable. He also added that he intended to shop for winter clothes but all the shops are already closed.

"What are we supposed to do huh? Freeze to death! Do you have any winter clothes for sale in this hotel?" He said angrily.

"Sir, you won't die. Your bedroom is warm. We will provide extra blankets for you."

"Are you sure that's enough? Look at my wife, she couldn't even move because of too much cold. Her lips turned pale. She doesn't complain, but I am sure she's not feeling okay." He exclaimed.

Mikasa heard this and thought, "he said, I am his wife. That's true now, I am his wife now. It's weird to hear it coming from him but this is my reality now. I am Jean's wife."

She approached Jean who's still furious at the receptionist. She touched his arm and said, "I am okay. Don't worry. Maybe it's warmer in our room. I want to rest now. Can we go to our room?" She asked Jean who's anger melted upon hearing her voice and feeling her touch on his arm.

They got into the room and both are in awe of the grandeur of its interior. The floor is fully carpeted. The bed frame has beautiful carvings with gold looking details on the carvings. There's also a huge fireplace that's making the room warm.

"Wow, this room is beautiful. How much did you pay for this?" Mikasa asked.

"Don't think about it. What's important is, we will have a comfortable night, before we can buy clothes for this kind of weather."

Mikasa lied down in bed enjoying how comfortable it is against her back.

She closed her eyes wanting to sleep. But Jean lied down beside her and she felt the bed move.

"When could I get use to him lying down beside me?" She thought. Then she remembered what she did on the night of their wedding. "Oh! I slept hugging him! How could I still not get use to him being beside me when my body was against him?"

She blushed with her thoughts.

He broke the silence between them. "We should just have room service for dinner, don't you think? It's too cold to go outside." He said looking at her as her eyes are still closed.