~Bertholdt's POV~
I walked down the hall and took a right to the bathroom. There were so many unfamiliar faces asides a few that I think I took beginner's classes with. No one really seemed afraid of the thunder and flood outside. Chattering and cuddling around, talking with one another by the coffee machine and snacks, lounging on the couches, and watching channels such as the news and cartoons. In an odd way, it was nice. It makes everything feel normal despite the natural disaster occuring outside.
The sweats fit me quite decently asides from the fact that the cloth stopped a few inches below my knees. The sweater was comfy. This sweater must be like a blanket when Mikasa wears it, I'm over 2 meters and she's clearly much smaller than myself.
As I stepped out of the bathroom someone had bumped into me--a brown-haired girl with golden eyes. "Move out of the way building boy--I've got important business involving my food and I know where the guys stash their food!" She didn't even bother to look at me and zoomed right by me into the men's lavoratory.
How strange. Within a few seconds, I started to hear yelling from multiple voices.
"SASHA WHAT ARE YOU--"
"THIS IS THE MEN'S BATHROOM GET OUT!"
"I mean unless you're here for some sweet stuff if you catch my drift sweet cheeks."
"EW GET OFF OF ME CONNIE AND JUST TELL ME WHERE YOU KEEP THE GOOD STUFF."
"Look no further than right in my jeans"
FA-THUD was all I heard next and this "Connie" guy groaning in pain.
"FUCK YOU SPRINGER AND YOUR STUPID SNACKS"
I heard footsteps coming toawrds the entrance and it was Sasha the golden-eyed girl storming out. As I thought she would leave she sharply turned to my direction, charging at me with her finger pointed at my face exclaiming "YOU DON'T HAPPEN TO KNOW WHERE YOU AND YOUR STUPID BOYS KEEP THE GOODS HUH?!"
I felt myself getting red and flustered, and profusely sweating from my forehead. She had me backed up against a wall and I didn't know what to do-I look down and all I see is this scary girl ready to knock me off my ass if I don't give her what I don't even know about.
"I-I d-d-don't know wha-what yoh--"
"Sasha" a calm voice stated.
She immediately stopped and turned her neck towards the person and I side-eyed to see who it was--Mikasa!
"Bertholdt, meet Sasha. Sasha, meet Bertholdt. Now get off of him before our RA has to lock you in your dorm again." Mikasa was so stoic as she said this. And just like that, Sasha had backed away ever so calmly and quickly snapped back at Mikasa "I. WANT. THE. FOOD."
Mikasa laughed. "The boys are stupid but they aren't that stupid plus Bertholdt doesn't even live in this hall."
They stared at each other for a while and Mikasa let out any annoyed sigh: "Reiner's room. Green box under his pile of socks by his closet."
And again, just like that Sasha went off running like a ravenous dog out for blood.
"Hey, don't worry about her. She's just always hungry: potato girl. But don't call her that because in that case, I can't help you again. She was on campus news for eating a potato during the Valedvictorian's final football game last semester."
Oh, I thought. She's that girl. It all makes sense now.
"I came to look for you, I thought you'd gotten lost or something, like what just happened with Sasha. Do the clothes fit you fine?"
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Bertholdt x Mikasa Modern AU (Bertkasa/BeruMika)
FanfictionFlood storms with a caring man and stubborn woman: things are bound to begin somewhere.