A. Mikasa She took me in when I had nowhere else to go. She doesn't use me, hurt me, or forget about me. She doesn't treat me like I'm nothing, take me for granted, or make me feel unsafe.She remembers me, laughs with me, and looks at me. She listens to me, protects me, and truly sees me.I can feel her eyes on me over the breakfast table, and my heart pounds so hard against my ribs whenever I hear her pull into the driveway after work.I have to stop this. It can't happen. My sister once told me there are no good person-and if you find a good person, she's probably unavailable. Only Y/N Jaeger isn't the unavailable one. I am. J. Y/n Veda I took her in because I thought I was helping. She'd cook a few meals and clean up a little. It was supposed to be an easy arrangement. As the days go by, though, it's becoming anything but easy.I have to stop my mind from drifting to her. I have to stop holding my breath every single time we bump into each other in the hallway. I can't touch her, and I shouldn't want to. The more I find my path crossing hers, the more she's becoming a part of me.But we aren't free to give into this. She's only twenty-two, and I'm thirty-eight. Worse than the age gap? I am her boyfriend's father.And unfortunately, both of them just moved into my house. WARNING!! This is g!preader and if you do not like that, Feel free to leave. started: