[ he kind of hates that this is something they have to even mention. augh. without really thinking and only feeling that he didn’t want to have to imagine mikasa with someone else, he bends his head down in a haste to seal her lips and keep her from saying any more.
when he rises, he’s still— a lovely beet tint, sucking his lips back and— hm. yes. well, yes, he’s definitely jealous but like hell he wants to say anything more to further bring attention to it! it’d make her feel guilty if anything did happen, and him too, naturally, they just . . . had to know where their hearts were. eren knew where his was.
he said he didn’t want to know about it!!! but it’s sadly (or maybe endearingly) left an almost-pout on his face as he just. kept. looking at her lips, her eyes, her lips again, and couldn’t decide whether he should do it again or not. his mouth felt like it was sparking already. ]
[There was nothing else they could say on that topic, was there? It was a situation that probably wouldn't have happened back home... If they'd ever been- Talked about being a couple there. After all, wasn't it the powder-induced kiss that had evoked this courage? Would they have just stayed silent if it weren't for that?
Mikasa didn't know. She just knew that with things like that powder, anything could happen.
She clung a little as he pulled back from the hug, only to tense as he smothered anything else she could have said with his lips. She... She needed a second to thaw. AND by the time those few seconds passed, he'd already pulled away. Unconsciously, she licked her lips. Then realised and hunched her shoulders. Face managing to reddening even more.
Then she moved forward slightly...
....Mikasa... Mikasa that was a minor headbutt not a kiss. The crown of her head bumping into his chin at lips as she cuddled... She'd tried...]
[ this is alright. his head doesn’t move as her’s hits his chin and her frame nestles into his woolen vest. it’d be nice to just— stay here. maybe lay down on her bed and burry his face in her hair. eren still does this, but sitting upright. ]
We should eat something. [ he still hasn’t, but her company would be cherished at the kitchen table. he won’t move unless she gives sign that she will, though. hands tentatively seeking her’s, eren then guides her by them, to leave her things and get up. ] It’s still my birthday.
[ in that, and with them together, he wanted to celebrate. ]
[She nodded softly, nuzzling against him for a second. Her feet had already reached the ground. Mikasa hadn't started getting up, just rearranging herself. But Eren was moving to stand, her hand grasping his as they both stood. Her knitting things left on the bed as they traveled to the kitchen.
Maybe they'd have something sweet for breakfast. A treat instead of oats or bread.]
Happy birthday... [Just a little mumble, along with a little smile, it was time to find food.]
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when he rises, he’s still— a lovely beet tint, sucking his lips back and— hm. yes. well, yes, he’s definitely jealous but like hell he wants to say anything more to further bring attention to it! it’d make her feel guilty if anything did happen, and him too, naturally, they just . . . had to know where their hearts were. eren knew where his was.
he said he didn’t want to know about it!!! but it’s sadly (or maybe endearingly) left an almost-pout on his face as he just. kept. looking at her lips, her eyes, her lips again, and couldn’t decide whether he should do it again or not. his mouth felt like it was sparking already. ]
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Mikasa didn't know. She just knew that with things like that powder, anything could happen.
She clung a little as he pulled back from the hug, only to tense as he smothered anything else she could have said with his lips. She... She needed a second to thaw. AND by the time those few seconds passed, he'd already pulled away. Unconsciously, she licked her lips. Then realised and hunched her shoulders. Face managing to reddening even more.
Then she moved forward slightly...
....Mikasa... Mikasa that was a minor headbutt not a kiss. The crown of her head bumping into his chin at lips as she cuddled... She'd tried...]
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We should eat something. [ he still hasn’t, but her company would be cherished at the kitchen table. he won’t move unless she gives sign that she will, though. hands tentatively seeking her’s, eren then guides her by them, to leave her things and get up. ] It’s still my birthday.
[ in that, and with them together, he wanted to celebrate. ]
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Maybe they'd have something sweet for breakfast. A treat instead of oats or bread.]
Happy birthday... [Just a little mumble, along with a little smile, it was time to find food.]