[Her fingers rested, frozen on his waistband. Hesitating as her heart got caught in her throat. She let his hands roam. Though she had nothing to say, even when his hands mirrored her own.
Mikasa nodded, giving a soft hum. A small mumble slipping out at first. Trying that again...]
...Yeah. [She was nervous, but she wanted this. Wanted it before this place made her do anything strange. Mikasa inhaled, her fingers curling around fabric and...Just cautiously pulling it. Not downward. She just pulled the waistband away from him. Then she shivered, the elastic slipping from her fingers and flicking back.]
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Mikasa nodded, giving a soft hum. A small mumble slipping out at first. Trying that again...]
...Yeah. [She was nervous, but she wanted this. Wanted it before this place made her do anything strange. Mikasa inhaled, her fingers curling around fabric and...Just cautiously pulling it. Not downward. She just pulled the waistband away from him. Then she shivered, the elastic slipping from her fingers and flicking back.]