Mikasasha - OneShots

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Do not continue if you are not caught up. At least upto chapter 110.

It had been so quiet recently. It was during these times that Mikasa learnt what it means for silence to be deafening. The scene was playing over and over again in her head; although blinded with tears, Mikasa remember's Sasha's bleeding body, her cold skin against Mikasa's hands. She sucked in a deep breath, attempting to calm herself before she lost her composure. Recently, she had been mindlessly wandering the halls. Recently, her mind had been so loud, so loud she could never find a place with a higher frequency of noise to drown it out. Recently, she wondered why it was Sasha's death that broke her, not her Mothers, not her Fathers, not her friends from the Trainee Corps. Sasha's.

Sometimes, Mikasa would think that none of it ever happened, that Sasha was still there, alive and well. The realization that she wasn't hit hard. Even months after the burial, Mikasa would find herself trudging over to Sasha's bed in the early morning in order to wake her up. 

Only to find an empty bed. 

She would catch herself asking mundane questions into the deathly silence; when she was looking for something, she would begin to ask Sasha if she had perhaps seen it, only to stop mid sentence and freeze.

Without the barrage of exited yells coming from her side, Mikasa would feel naked while entering the mess hall. She found that her stomach had gotten used to Sasha stealing its food after not being able to finish a whole meal without giving her bread to someone. Anyone. 

The nights are the worst.

Without the sound of Sasha's deep, almost manly snoring echoing around the women's barracks, Mikasa found it hard to sleep. She would wake up at odd hours in the night, expecting to shush Sasha, or hear Sasha's voice, or see Sasha clumped up in bed.

 She never did.

It was wishful thinking to hope that she would one day she would wake up, and Sasha would be there, her usual, friendly smile on her face. Even though she bled out right in front of her, Mikasa couldn't accept it as the truth. She didn't want to. She had to visit Sasha's grave everyday to make sure it was real life, to make sure it wasn't just a bad dream stuck on loop.

It was always proved to be real life. Her real life.

A/N

Here, have a depressing oneshot to make you 2020 even worse.

This is my first update since the quarantine in my country was placed. I hope you're all doing well.