Eremika Week 2018

A Morning Kiss

Eremika Week Day 2: Sun/Moon, Vows/Proposal

Rating: T

Eren has a burning desire to ask Mikasa a question that will forever alter both of their futures. [MANGA SPOILERS]

Here's a fluffy piece for you all since I have a lot of angst planned (sorry, I love it). I planned for this to be set after Eren returns from Marley, but because I'm writing this before Chapter 110 comes out, I have no idea how the EMA talk is going to go or what shit is going to go down so while this is canon-verse, I'm not really sure where it'd fit. Up to your own interpretation, I guess. Enjoy :)

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Lately, his eyes have fallen toward her more than usual. He admires her dark eyes, her smooth lips, her dark hair, and her pale skin with each stolen glance. When her fingertips just gently touch his skin, fire ignites the spot she's touched until it's scorching his whole body. And all he can think about is how desperately and hopelessly he's fallen in love with her.

The guilt eats Eren alive. How can he ever return the affection she shows him when he's slated to die in so many years? He knows she wouldn't care anyway, that she's already done her best to spend every passing moment with him while he's still alive, but how could he ever forgive himself for causing her pain?

But Eren also knows that he will die unhappy without ever telling her how he feels, without ever tasting her lips or gently caressing her skin.

One morning during breakfast, these thoughts run through his head, as they normally do when he's near her. His leg shakes with anxiety, practically causing the whole bench to vibrate.

"I get it. You're nervous about fighting," Armin offers as an excuse for his twitching behavior.

Eren silently accepts this reasoning and continues nibbling at his food, his eyes staring forward at the blank wall ahead of him so he won't have to look at her. She is sitting next to him, as always, casually eating her breakfast and striking up a conversation with her blond companion.

"Eren, could you pass the salt?" Mikasa asks kindly.

It's enough to break him out of his trance for just a moment. His fingers reach around the glass container, and as he slowly passes it toward her, he feels that fire throughout him again. It nearly erupts when he makes eye contact with her.

The desire Eren has pressed deep down erupts. In a moment, his hand is cupped around her neck and his lips are on hers. A noise echoes from her throat in surprise, but before she has time to say anything else, Eren quickly pulls away and drops the salt shaker in her lap.

"Here's that salt you wanted," he says quickly before rising from the bench and fleeing back to his bedroom.

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Eren does not see Mikasa after that. He remains in his room, trying to focus on battle strategy, but the thought of her soft lips pressed against his makes his heart race. They were just as smooth as he had expected them to be.

A knock interrupts his thoughts. At first, Eren thinks it's Mikasa, come to interrogate him on the morning's events, but Armin stands outside his door instead.

"What was that this morning?" he asks as Eren shuts the door behind him.

"What was what?" Eren asks, wondering if perhaps he just imagined the whole thing altogether. One look from Armin, and he knows his actions were real.

"Everyone's gossiping about it. You two are the talk of the town. I personally thought it would never happen, but I guess you still like surprising people," Armin rambles.