Bertholdt x Mikasa (BeruMika)

Fourteen Part Two

~Bertholdt's POV~

She stood there in her flushed pigment, completely surprised with a slight smile. I think I did good? Yeah, you did good Bert. I found myself smiling for it, I'm such a dope.

But a happy dope.

"B-Bert. . ." her fingers skidded mine, and she shyly smiled to the floor, not finishing her sentence.

This time, she took my hand!? This surprised me, and made my body stunt to this surprise, a good surprise. I smiled and awkwardly chuckled. This is the best moment in my life. I held her petite killer hand, and it fit perfectly, as if my hands were pockets just for her.

"M-Mikasa? Are you serious?"

"Shut up before I change my mind." Mikasa lowly mumbled to me.

I didn't know how to take that, but I'm just happy, happy beyond words that could ever describe. I mean, just imagine longing to enter a beautiful garden with evil permitting the area, not allowing a single being inside or even near it. But then, as you get past most of them, you're allowed at least one pure blood shot red rose, the purest and beautiful from all the lot. After trying so much for that garden of life and beauty, you're given one taste of the smell and grasp of that single blood red rose. And that's just enough for you, enough to last the last years of your life, enough to stop caring about survival and more of living.

Mikasa grabbed the torch beside me, we walked hand and hand back to the main area together. She remained with her head to the ground, buried in her red scarf, blushing. I was happy, she's not one to usually go for a guy like me or any guy at all, so I didn't really mind her shyness.

Her hands were as soft and plush as dough ready to rise, with dainty fingers that could kill in an instant.

"Bert?" Mikasa asked, cutting off my thoughts of admiration.

"Hm, yes?"

"I was wondering, why did you ever like me in the first place?"

I blushed and stopped thinking. I didn't know what to say. I mean just, well-- there's so many reasons why, and so little reasons to why not. I'm surprised all the guys haven't gone after her throughout this entire time if anything.

"Wh-What do you mean?" I'm a stuttering mess, but she never seems to mind a tad.

"I mean. . .I don't know? Just, why me? There are plenty of other girls here on base, why just decide to randomly like me?" Mikasa elaborated.

I didn't know how to answer, well it's a rather difficult question for me. And she thinks I chose to like her? Haha no.

Mikasa kept her eyes on me, waiting for any type of response.

"Haha well. . ." I scratched the back of my head nervously and bit my lip, I really hope I don't start sweating.

"Well what?"

"Well. . . I've kind of always liked you, since the start. I mean just, it's that you're so gorgeous duh! And the way that you're responsible and independent in a way, I guess I'm attracted to that. . . you're not like most the girls here asking for attention or going from guy to guy. . ."

Mikasa smiled, and then had a pensive expression across her face. Thinking, thinking about what?

"But. . .But Annie is independent and gorgeous too? And you've been friends since forever? I don't understand." Mikasa asked. So this is what she was thinking of.

And did she really have to mention Annie? Guck!

I groaned annoyed with the mention of her name and Mikasa was still waiting for a reply.