broken hearts || m.ackerman

Chapter 1 - Visiting

𝐈 𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐄𝐃, resting my head down on my desk tiredly. I was trying to finish a drawing of my best friend, Mikasa. But, to my luck, I had gotten cramps in my hands and now I was taking a "break". I was now bored, so I got up and pushed in my chair. I walked over to my door, opened it, and then walked out, now walking over to Mikasa's room. I knocked on the door, and she opened it with a drowsy look on her face. "Hey, are you okay?" She asked, and I nodded. "Oh okay, just wanted to make sure because sometimes you come knock on my door when you're not." I nodded at her and smiled. She was so caring, sometimes it makes me sick. People thought Mikasa was mean, but in reality, she's just a giant baby. She's like an overprotective mother. But in a good way. "Y/N, your hands look really red. Are you okay?" She asked, holding my hand in hers, examining it closely. "Oh, yeah. I was just drawing a lot. I'm working on something for someone right now." That someone, was her. I just didn't want to tell her yet. "Oh, okay. Do you want a massage or something?" She asked, and I nodded. "Sure!" She started to massage my knuckles gently. Once she was done, I sighed. "I'm gonna go work on my art again, talk later?" She nodded. "Yeah, sure. Bye." "Bye-bye!" I hugged her and then went back to my room.