∆You Wrapped This Scarf Around Me∆(mikannie)

∆Chapter∆ 18

Mikasa POV.
Weeks were spend celebrating. During those weeks we were either at home or going out while awaiting for Zeke's return with our friends. We were a little worried because of the time they were gone but couldn't assume anything. Eren was placed in a underground bunker and was under heavy guard, not let out of the crystal until a proper Warrior candidates could potentially inheritan his titan. Since he held a power of two titans, one being the Original and the other Attack we needed to wait until someone worthy could inherite the powers. And since there was no one of that status as of right now we would have to wait for a while. We would often visit his cell whenever Annie wasn't busy. After almost a month Zeke returned...with only Pieck and Reiner. He told us the mission to retreat the Jaw titan and save the other two was a total fail. Turns out the Scouts invented something called tunder spears, those were the explosions we heard back then when we were running. With those they managed to break through Reiners arms armour and get Bertholdt. Reiner somehow managed to save himself but got captured not long after Bertholdt. They tried to save them sooner but they're attempts were a failing since the tunder spears were affective towards them too. The Scouts somehow obtained an injection and used it on Armin, feeding Bertholdt to him. Both of us were devastated by the loss we've suffered but needed to move forward none the less. Pieck was able to grab and save Reiner before they managed to find another injection. The final fight we lost was at wall Maria... Where it all started. Zeke and Pieck were overpowered by the new Colossal titan and the Jaw titan. Not to mention Levi managed to single handedly take down Zeke. After they're fail they were forced to retrieve. The Scouts lost they're Commander and they're troops but that didn't stop the remainer of them to break into Doctor Yaeger's basement and find out everything abot the civilization on the other side of the ocean. A big fight was boiling in a few years if we don't find a suitable candidate for the original titan. Especially since Armin would probably want revenge for Eren. And thus the celebration was cut short with those news, everyone worried for what the future holds.

"I don't really care what the future holds for me, I'm more worried for you."said Annie lying down next to me. We were out in a forest that was surrounding our home, spending a night outside since the weather was nice.
"What do you mean."I asked looking down at her.
"I mean, I don't have much left to live anyway. But you could have a whole life ahead of you."she said closing her eyes.
"Didn't we agree for you not to talk about your death so openly."
She fell silent after that. I sighed and layed down next to her.
"How can you be so chill about your own death?"
"Because I can envision how it's gonna unfold."she said pretty nonchalant about it.
"I knew what I was signing up for, so I'm not afraid of it."
"..."
"Do you have any wishes before it happens?"
"Maybe, maybe not."
I looked at her and she looked back.
"What?"
"Nothing, nothing. It's just your immaturness peaking through."
"HEY, It's not!"she yelled suddenly bolting up.
"Mhm."
She pouted sitting back down, I chuckled again. Sighing she let herself fall back to the ground. She tried looking anywhere but me and eventually looked to the side and mumbled a quiet 'okay maybe a little' which made me burst out laughing.
"See?"
"Okay okay, fine!"I laughed again. She looked at me with a smug grin.
"What?"before I could get an answer I was tackled down and tickled. I could only guess that was her way of saying how immature she can really get, in a form of sweet revenge. I laughed like never before, trying to shove her off and telling her to stop. I eventually figured fighting back was a better option and attacked her neck, which I knew was a very sensitive spot by the amount of times she would shiver when I suggled into it. Now I was on top of her and she was a laughing mess. We continued to turn eachother around until the hand I was balancing myself with slipped and I came a little too close to her face. Our noses were touching, eyes locked. A deep red blush formed on our faces. We could feel eachothers breath on our lips. Annie closed her eyes and I started to lean in a little bit. Our lips would have met one another if something didn't decide to snap a twig. The sound snapped me out of my trance and I pulled away, looking anywhere that wasn't Annie, apologizing at least a hundred times. She laughed it off and said it was fine. She then put a hand unter my chin and made me look at her. We locked eyes again and she leaned in. This proved to be an amazing distraction for a tickle attack. She ended up tiering both of us.

The next morning I woke up to her arms around my waist, head buried into the back of my neck. I held in my gasp and tried turning myself around, carefully trying not to wake her up. I buried my head in the crook of her neck. She shivered like any othee time I did this. My head started filling up with thoughts. I started recalling the happy moments we've had together and smiled to myself. But then I started thinking if this was a normal thing to feel. I figured I could ask father later. She woke up a little bit later and suggested we head back before father gets worried. I just nodded and followed her back. Throughout the entire way home I couldn't get her out of my head. Everything about her was just, perfect. The constant need to care and protect her but also relax in her arms never left for even a second. She asked me a couple of times if I was okay since my face was so red and I just nodded at all of them. She wasn't convinced but didn't question me any further. We finally arrived and she asked me if I wanted to go to the town with her to get groceries to which I said I was good and with a quick goodbye and come back soon I went inside. There finding father. He was sitting at the table reading some newspaper. I hid behind the door and took a couple deep breaths. I was ready to ask about this feeling.