brooklyn baby

trente-deux

"Have fun," Zeke said to you, dropping off in front of Mikasa's house, watching you pick up your bag in the back seat.

"Who said you could talk to me? I'm too well known to talk to you." You didn't watch Zeke since your attention was focused on the bag.

"Baby"

"Don't call me 'baby'. My God, he is exactly like you." You mumble by urself by closing the door and looking at Zeke through the open window.

"Who? Eren?" He giggled. "He's my little brother, after all."

Why didn't you realize it earlier? Their last names are the same, but anyone can have the last name Jaeger. It didn't tilt in your mind when you met Eren.

"But," Began Zeke. "You shouldn't blame him. I'm to blame since I came up without warning."

"No. I'm the one at fault. I was the one who ruined everything. You shouldn't have to apologize for coming back from the army." You say quickly. He probably said that so that you feel better about this whole situation.

"By the way, I'm still sorry." His eyes shone, showing his remorse.

"I told you, you left. No excuse can change that, but I appreciate that you make an effort." You say, trembling slightly under his gaze, but you should go home. It's cold outside.

Zeke nodded before leaving and you climbed the steps to Mikasa's. You didn't even need to knock for her to open the door for you.

Slightly confused, she gave you a warm smile as she moved away.

"I heard the car leaving and I looked out the window." She said when she saw your confusion. The house was quiet. There was no noise except the buzzing of the microwave.

"My parents are not at home right now. I can make you something to eat." Mikasa took your bag from your hands and put it elsewhere while driving you to the kitchen.

She wore long pajama pants and a crop top. And you couldn't blame her for wearing it. It was scorching heat in his house.

You had to remove your many layers of clothes before moving into her house.

"I know. It's hot. My mother hates the cold so she tends to keep the chauttage on." Mikasa searched the cabinets, catching food before placing it in your arms.

It was cute to see her in her natural habits.

Authorized to do what her heart told her. She opened the microwave after these last beeps and held the food warm in her hand.

"Come. Let's go to my room. We'll take your things later." She says, using her free hand to push you to the stairs.

"Are you sure I'm welcome here? I don't want to be too much." You asked, looking at Mikasa as she let out a slight mockery.

"You're joking, aren't you? I love you. Why wouldn't I want you to be here?" She gave you a slight elbow.

You can't help but giggle a little while you are both in front of the door of her room. Her room was cute. Minimalist, to say the least. But she was fine with her. She had a photo wall dedicated to her friends and close family. You even saw one when she was younger on Levi's shoulders.

You would have sworn to have seen a small smile develop on his face.

"Ok, I want to know everything. Why did you leave the Jaegers so suddenly?" Asked Mikasa.

She sat on her bed, tapping the space next to her for you to sit there.

You sighed, you went towards her and let yourself fall on her bed. All the bags of chips and packaged snacks fell from your arms and on the Bed.