Disclaimer: I am not the genius that is Isayama so I don't own SnK
Spoiler alert: Snk manga chapter 50. Haven't read it? GO READ NOW, IT'S OUT! And then come back haha.
Author's Note: CANONCANONCANONCANON! VICTORY! MIKAEREN IS CANON! (or is well on the way to being) This takes place during/after manga chapter 50. Not too long, just a small continuation. It just had to be done.
"Thank you for being with me."
Eren's emerald eyes grew wide as he stared at her. The battle raged around them - the advancing Titans, the shouts of soldiers, the sounds of whirring wires and metal slashing into flesh - but in that moment, it seemed like it was just the two of them in the world.
Tears were streaming down Eren's cheeks, and Mikasa let herself be drawn in by his eyes, those beautiful, beautiful eyes. They were focused on her, and there was a possibility that she would never be able to look into them again.
I'll never see him again. I'll never get a chance. I have to tell him.
The pounds of the Titans footsteps grew louder, but both Eren and Mikasa remained frozen, their gazes locked.
"Thank you," Mikasa continued, her voice trembling, "for teaching me how to live."
She felt her cheeks heat up at his intense gaze and found that she couldn't look into his eyes anymore, as much as she wanted.
She reached up to touch the soft material wrapped around her neck.
"Thanks - " Mikasa's voice cracked, the tears falling down her cheeks as well, "for tying this scarf around me."
She smiled at him - her first genuine smile in a long time - as their death approached, extended a large hand.
Eren was still staring at her, his eyes a roiling sea of emotions. She couldn't read them but there was no time to.
I'll never see your face again. I'll never get to -
Mikasa leaned in slightly. He didn't back away. She could feel his warm breath on her lips. Their noses brushed.
She saw Eren squeeze his eyes shut, his face pained.
And then in one swift motion he had stood up and was standing in front of her, guarding her, blocking her.
His fists were wreathed in flames.
He turned back, his piercing eyes boring into hers.
"It's just a scarf," he said in a rough voice. "I'll tie it around you as many times as you want."
Mikasa's heart fluttered wildly at his words, and Eren turned back to face the beast that was threatening to tear them apart.
"From now on, we'll be together forever." He sounded determined, furious, but so utterly certain that Mikasa couldn't help but trust him.
I'll hold you to that, Eren. It's all I ever wanted.
The Titans were attacking it, as if on Eren's unspoken order. Mikasa stared at the scene ahead of her, wide-eyed.
Eren wasted no time though, and turned back to her.
"Come on," he said, wrapping an arm around her waist and helping her up. "We need to get out of here."
He leaned down, and nodded at her. "Get on my back, Mikasa. You're too injured to walk."
She complied, wrapping her arms around his neck. Eren hooked his arms under her legs and carried her away from the mass of Titans.
"Why - are they - eating it?" Mikasa asked.
"I'm not sure myself," Eren muttered. "We'll worry about that later."
He helped her onto the horse, before swinging on in front of her.
"Hold on to me," he said.
Mikasa did, wondering when he had gotten so protective and caring. She could feel his muscles clench underneath her fingers as they rode.
He's strong. Eren's so strong... I never even realized...
Armin and Jean rode up besides them. Jean had collapsed, and his face was smudged with blood. Mikasa felt a flare of panic.
"What happened to him?!" she cried.
"He'll be fine," Armin assured her.
But his blue eyes were shining with tears, reflecting the same sadness that was in her heart.
Mikasa tightened her grip on Eren, burying her head into his back as the tears came, again.
Once they were back, Mikasa found herself confined to a bed, with Eren and Armin watching over her. It was like the tables had been turned.
"I'm gonna go check up on Jean," Armin said after awhile, standing up. "I'll be back."
"Tell him to take care of himself," Mikasa called weakly after him, struggling to sit up.
Eren was at her side at once, his hands on her shoulders. "Careful, don't strain yourself."
"I'll tell him." Armin nodded. "Eren, you coming?"
Eren bit his lip. "Tell Jean I'll come by later."
Mikasa's heart leapt in her throat. The door closed softly behind Armin as he left. Eren didn't move from the side of her bed, though one of his hands came to gently brush a lock of hair out of her face.
"E-Eren?" Mikasa felt herself blush.
Eren looked down for a moment. "Mikasa, back then, before... were you - were you going to - "
She saw his a tinge of red color his cheeks and he stopped mid-sentence, refusing to meet her eyes.
"Wh-what is it?" Mikasa felt herself tremble; she had a feeling she knew what he was talking about.
I got carried away. I almost kissed him, I shouldn't have, he knows now, I -
"I meant what I said, y'know," Eren mumbled to his hands.
"About - the scarf." His hands came to touch the material wrapped around her neck. "And - being together - with you - always..."
Mikasa felt her breath catch. "Eren..."
He was looking at her again, his gaze so tender. She leaned into him. His breath ghosted against her lips, and she could smell him, his musky scent intoxicating her.
Eren's hands were cupping her cheeks, his fingers shaking, his touch light and hesitant.
"We're not going to die though," Eren whispered. "So don't do it because you think it's the last time."
And then his lips were on hers, and he was kissing her, softly, gently. Mikasa kissed him back, a wild happiness blossoming in her heart.
When they pulled away, she realized that he was crying. She reached up and brushed away his tears with her thumbs, and Eren did the same for her - she hadn't noticed her own tears.
"Eren, I have to tell you," Mikasa said breathlessly, "I'm in lo-"
"No." Eren rested his forehead against hers, holding her to him. "Not now. Save those words for once this is all over."
"But what if - "
"It will end," Eren promised her. "I'll kill them all. I'll end this. And after that, you can say it to me, okay?"
"You - you won't push me away anymore?" she couldn't help but ask.
Eren hugged her to him, and Mikasa pressed her cheek to his chest, hearing the steady thump of his heartbeat. He raised a hand to stroke her hair softly.
"I told you, didn't I? We'll always be together, Mikasa."
A/N: Please review and let me know what you think! I'm going to refrain from posting a long-ass author's note about the feels in that chapter (already did it on tumblr lolol) but feel free to let me know your thoughts in a review! And if you want to squee/fangasm about/discuss the chapter, PM me!
Love you all, it's a wonderful day to be an ErenMika shipper! Thank you Isayama-sensei for giving us hope/pretty much concrete proof that this is a reciprocated love. I mean, Eren could have just said 'you're welcome' or anything else, his words were rather... meaningful and specific... oops, said I wouldn't ramble, but I have already started. More later! Bye, loves!