[Mikasa wasn't a light sleeper. Quite the opposite, she could sleep through Sasha's window-rattling snores. She did have an innate sense of when danger was around or something was approaching...
But there was nothing set off that instinct right now and Mikasa was happily, cozily snuggled up. So snuggled, that the only part of her visible was a small tuft of black hair and the fingers of one hand grasping the blankets close. She'd swaddled herself and was snoozing away, soft snores-
The bundle of blankets flinched when the bed jolted. Mikasa giving a little grunt as she rolled onto her front... And was unable to see anything. Only pillows.
...Then after another few seconds, she shuffled. Slowly rising to sit, the blankers slipping down a bit to show more of that mussed-up hair and the top of her pajamas. Just a baggy shirt. She silently blinked at him, squinting.]
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But there was nothing set off that instinct right now and Mikasa was happily, cozily snuggled up. So snuggled, that the only part of her visible was a small tuft of black hair and the fingers of one hand grasping the blankets close. She'd swaddled herself and was snoozing away, soft snores-
The bundle of blankets flinched when the bed jolted. Mikasa giving a little grunt as she rolled onto her front... And was unable to see anything. Only pillows.
...Then after another few seconds, she shuffled. Slowly rising to sit, the blankers slipping down a bit to show more of that mussed-up hair and the top of her pajamas. Just a baggy shirt. She silently blinked at him, squinting.]
...Eren? [She groggy.]