[ eren didn’t usually sleep well— he’d either not sleep until his body shut down or would wake up riddled with nightmares. maybe the reason for his alertness now had been the latter, but the source was different. loneliness drifted him to think of mikasa, and in the dead of night, that’s where he goes; to her room, past armin’s as he watches him snooze for a moment, and then quietly closing the door behind him.
he hardly makes a sound in this modernized apartment, it hadn’t a squeaky floor board in sight. he hits his shin against the bed’s frame and instantly jolts, though, holding back a cuss but rattling the bed either with his own weight or a suspicious thud. it’s not like he could see shit all that well. ]
@mikasa
he hardly makes a sound in this modernized apartment, it hadn’t a squeaky floor board in sight. he hits his shin against the bed’s frame and instantly jolts, though, holding back a cuss but rattling the bed either with his own weight or a suspicious thud. it’s not like he could see shit all that well. ]