LITTLE SECRET ! , mikasa

iv.

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FIRST ,

period came around, and it was excruciating to say the least.

Mikasa couldn't stop glancing at you, everytime she would she flushed. She was embarrassed. She was also wondering how you felt.

You could feel her stare burning holes into the back of your head, you swore you felt hotter.

"Miss l/n! do you happen to know the answer?"

Your stomach dropped, and your gaze focused on Professor Zoe. They're eyes were watching you intently, almost teasingly.

Your mouth went dry, you didn't have an answer, you didn't even catch the question.

"The answer is no." A feminine voice spoke up.

You exhaled, slightly relieved. Then you watched as Professor Zoe turned her focus onto Mikasa. They're eyebrows raising.
"Oh?" They inquire, "care to elaborate?"

Mikasa cleared her throat before speaking. "Pluto is not considered a planet anymore, recent studies prove that it is actually a dwarf."

Professor Zoe nods, a grin creeping onto their lips, "Correct!"

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First period seemed to slip away after that, normally you would've learnt your lesson to pay attention, but instead you learned that Mikasa had your back..

"Y/n.." Speak of the devil.

You turn towards her, your fingers squeezing the hem of your skirt. Mikasa frowns, as she falls into step with you.

"hey." Your voice is feeble and Mikasa notices it.

"Are you upset..?" She asks and you turn to look at her, but she won't meet your eyes.

"No." You say emotionally. Because that was a lie. You were upset, about all of the wrong things.

"Oh." She says before smiling. "Do you wanna come over tonight?" She grabs your shoulder softly, causing you to face her.

Her silver eyes boring into yours: yet, you can't help but see the shimmer in them and it has you smiling.

"Yure," Mikasa chuckles and you curse yourself. "I mean—Yes, yes. Sure." You give her a thumbs up. Mikasa gives you a smile.

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The day dwindles away. It seems to do that when people look forward to something.

You smile as you pull of the subborn school uniform, and sigh blissfully. Thankful to be out of the clothing.

Now you worry, what should you wear to Mikasa's?

Something thats easy to take off..

You pull on a oversized sweater, and some basic shorts. Then you grab your phone, and lounge around your room because your nervous and can't move.

You finally gain some confidence after ten minutes of staring at the black ceiling.

Then your out the door.

Thankfully Mikasa lives in your neighborhood, otherwise it would have been a miserable walk in the dark. Mikasa's house is a block away. So not to far.

Once you see the familiar door, and driveway. You start taking slower steps, your nerves begging you to go back home..

You shove them down, and knock twice.

You stand there unsure what to do with yourself for about thirty seconds total before the door creaks open.

"Y/n." Mikasa greets, and you can't help but look at her attire. A simple white tank-top, and black shorts. It looks work-out-y.

"Mikasa," You nod, and finally meet those eyes of hers. Mikasa almost falls to her hands and knees at the sight.

"I want to show you something." She mumbles out, and then she takes your free hand in hers.

At first your tense—then you ease up. And you find yourself liking her warm touch.

Mikasa leads you up to what you assume is her room. And it hits you then. This is your first time in her room, and you suddenly feel all sorts of embarrassed, and bashful.

Her hand breaks away from yours and you feel colder than ever.

You wander to her bed, and sit on it crisscrossed. Mikasa is pulling something out of her closet, You watch as she turns around, and you realize its a guitar..

"You play?" You ask, interested.

Mikasa looks at you and chirps, "Yep," Popping the 'p'. She sits down on a bean bag in the corner closest to the bed: where you lay.

She brings the guitar to her abdomen, laying it there before she starts playing.

{love is a bitch: two feet}

Her fingers strike the cords, and the beats reverberates throughout the room.

Every stroke, hits you in your stomach. Making you weak, making you shiver. The notes were so sensual. It made you want to touch her. To feel her against yourself.

Her eyes gaze into yours from her position, and its like a thousand electricity bolts dance across your skin.

Your bottom lip is tugged by your teeth, you couldn't help it, you couldn't control yourself.

The notes die down eventually, slowly, so slow its excruciating..

Mikasa advances towards you slowly, right as you slip off the bed and onto your feet.

Then your lips meet hers.

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okay so i have a few ideas for some fics!

so im gonna put a few names down below you comment next to the one you want me to write about next!

Katsuki Bakugou:

Dabi:

Tomioka giyuu:
idk if i spelt that right but wtv

shinobu:

mikasa:

levi:

eren:

thats it ! pls vote !