[ hah. when they were kids. that was a very long time ago, it felt (and was) for eren, a time they could never go back to. that was a time of innocence. being pulled down, he shuffles his lower half to align with the rest of mikasa. they were laying together now, facing each other as he adjusted his head to share the pillow. the blankets. his chest skipped beats and his hand cupped mikasa's. ]
It's different.
[ the warmth of her, the smell of her— hid dips his forehead just enough to press close to her own, and on his lips played a small smile. ]
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It's different.
[ the warmth of her, the smell of her— hid dips his forehead just enough to press close to her own, and on his lips played a small smile. ]