Prophet

:: 5 ::

- Your P.O.V -

"Wow. (Y/n), I don't think you're a soldier anymore." Mae squeal as you tried your best to not trip on your dress.

The dress was long and you're not use to wear rich clothes. Especially the heels. It feels like your toe nails are crushing and you can feel the needles puncturing your heel. You're almost to the carriage and everyone's giving you a stares. You wince as your grip on Mae's supporting hand tightening and she flinch.

"Sorry, Mae."

"It's okay. Mar likes to ditch me again... I wonder why."

You noticed that. He's avoiding you lately, since you expose yourself or is it just you? You can't tell but you haven't seen him today. That's unusual. You're about to heave your weight to the carriage when you slip your hand to the handle.

"W-wha-! (Y/n)!"

You felt a pair of arms caught you in time. It's not Mae, but the arms are built with more muscle and the hands' texture were rough.

"Careful." Eren whisper to your ear.

You reddened mixed with embarrassment. Your lover help you to get inside until you're finally sitting on the plush furniture. You huff and sends him a bashful smile, cheeks are still flaming.

"T-thanks, Eren."

"Heh. Quiet clumsy, aren't you?"

"Shut up."

"It's cute."

You bury your face to your hands and wipe his face away like he's a fly. "Stop teasing me. Go."

"(Y/n), there's nothing you should ashamed of. You're gorgeous." He take a hold of your hands and kisses them with tender.

You gape at his bold action, then there's a throbbing feeling in your heart. "Eren..." Your eyes moisten a little but the end of your lips curling up.

"(Y/n), I know our relationship is only three days... But I think I love you too much." He grin at the flustered reaction he received.

'I love you.' The butterflies turned wild and you can't help it but smiles wide. Eren's eyes widen at your beauty, but smiled instead before stealing a kiss on your lips.

"I love you too." You whisper to his lips. And he love it to hear it from you.

"Ahem!" Mae excuse with a closed fist near her mouth. "Guys, I'm still here... And you better stop before there's gonna happen- oh god, stop that already. Eren, are you listening? You're suffocating her!"

...

You pull away your hand from her and intertwines with yours. You sigh for the umpteenth time and shakes your head.

"It's still nothing. Hanji, I don't feel anything."

Hanji gives you a disapproval look and frowned. "Maybe different bloodline won't work? Or maybe because your power can seals anything?"

"No, Hanji-san. Compare it to Eren, the "original titan" can work for the royal bloodline. (Y/n)'s power is different from this point. She inherited not obtained, she just need to try harder to have an access to her ability. I can tell clearly she's too powerful." Historia says as she sat up straight like a ladylike.

"How? What is it? Can you see hers?"

"Something like that. But it's her aura... They gave it away as if signaling people a warning." Historia narrow her eyes at you but her face is calm and friendly.

You scratch your chin in thought. "They say I'm a bad vibe."

"... Yeah. Sorry, if I can't see hers."