Hard days made me, hard nights shaped me
I don't know they somehow saved me
And I know I'm making something out of this life they called nothing
- The Young and the Hopeless by Good
Charlotte
Saturday November 1, 2008
You awoke to the sun shining through the blankets of your fort. You lifted your arm to shield your eyes from the light, and rub the sleep from your eyes.
After a few brief seconds, the events of last night hit you full force. You can feel your body start to burn at the memory of the words, and the actions, exchanged that night. But you realized something.
Your arms were empty.
Briefly you panicked; thinking that everything that happened was just a dream, and that you and Mikasa were still nothing but friends. You quickly flip to the other side and your breath catches.
Mikasa had rolled onto her back at some point in the night, and she was lying face up, one hand up by her face, the other clutching your sweatshirt. She looked angelic; her black hair lay around her in a halo of obsidian, the slim strip of sunlight hitting her pale face, her plump pink lips slightly parted in sleep, and her eyes shut peacefully; her delicate eyelashes fluttering against her cheek.
You lay there just observing her for a bit; watching how her delicate and beautiful features look ethereal in the gentle lull of sleep. As the sun shifted, the bright strip of light hit her eyes. She squinted her eyes against the light, and turned to her side, burying her face in your neck and throwing the arm holding the sweater over your torso and digging her face further into your body to block out the light.
As slowly as you can, you bring one arm under her head and let it rest on her shoulder, almost in a side-hug.
"Mhm morning y/n/n" you hear her mumble into your neck. She pulls away her hand and rubs her eyes with her palm. It was adorable and she looked almost childlike doing it. When she was done, she cracked open her eyes and placed her hand in the space where your jaw met your neck, and leaned up to place a gentle kiss on your cheek.
You feel a grin tug on your lips. From what you understand, last night was real, and Mikasa was in love with you. Turning your head you being your free hand to cup her cheek and bring her towards you for a real kiss.
The moment you felt her soft lips come in contact with yours, you felt the butterflied erupt in your stomach, and the forges of Hephaestus ignite in your chest.
Neither of you wanted to break away, so you two kept kissing, soft and slow, but conveying strong emotions of love and devotion. Eventually you had to breathe, and so the kiss ended, you and Mikasa just staring at each other as you catch your breath.
"Hey" she whispers, a big smile on her face, her eyes bright.
"Hey yourself" you say, a smirk of your own, contrasting the passion in your own e/c eyes.
A heartbeat, and the two of you burst out in giggles, lighting the atmosphere. Your laughter grows, and Mikasa lands her forehead against your chest, laughing into your pyjamas. You bring your arms up to her her against your body, unable to keep your hands to yourself when it came to your beautiful Mikasa.
She lifts her head, laughter dying off. "I'm hungry y/n" she says, resting her hands against your waist.
You giggle and begin to sit up; you craved a real meal this time, not just sweets and treats. You groan as you try to get up, your muscles being strained from hardly moving all night. Mikasa stumbles onto her heels and grabs both of your hands in hers, pulling you up.
"I wanna eat and my girlfriend is gonna make something for me!" She says in a playful tone. Though her intentions were playful, you felt your body burn at her calling you her girlfriend. You couldn't control the wide smile that cracked open your face, nor the shine in your eyes only for Mikasa.
Your girlfriend.
Letting her pull you up, the two of you stumble out of the blanket Fort and head down to the kitchen. Grabbing materials and ingredients, you whip up some smoothie bowls for you and Mikasa; a nice healthy change from all the junk you two had eaten the night before. Sitting down at the table, you enjoy your breakfast is peace; occasionally making conversation and laughing at jokes you two would make.
Once finished, you two headed back up to your bedroom to clean up last night's mess. Playing some music and dancing around with each other, you take down the Fort and put all the pillows and blankets away. You two snack on the leftover treats as you worked, making sure everything was cleaned up and put away.
You part ways for a few minutes, changing into some casual clothes. It was about 2 PM by the time you to had finished, and Carla was going to pick Mikasa up at 4.
With a few hours to spend, Mikasa parks herself down on your bed and gestures for you to join her. You crawl up to her and snuggle into her side, and she wraps an arm around you as she pulls a book out from her bag.
She begins to talk about all the demons and ghosts you missed out on last night, and you listened to her, not because you cared about the subject, but because you would do anything to keep hearing her melodic voice. Zoning out slightly, you listen to her explaining the rituals and the spirits you two could have encountered, and you lie against her, a stupid lovesick smile on your face.
"Hey! You aren't even listening!" Mikasa's voice pulling you from your reverie. She sounded serious, but the glint of mischief on her eyes and the small smile pulling her delicate lips showed that she was teasing you.
You chuckle and offer a small apology, saying you were tired.
"Just because I didn't get so summon the spirits last night doesn't mean I regret what happened" she says suddenly, shyly looking away, tucking some of her hair behind her ear.
"I mean, if you regret it I'm sorry" she says even quieter, turning fully away from you. Brining your hand up to her face, you tilt her chin back to face you, and look into her eyes.
"I could never regret what happened last night Mikasa" you say. "I meant what I said. I love you too." That last bit came out a whisper.
Your eyes lock and you tow gaze at each other for what feels like an eternity. Slowly you start leaning in towards each other, your eyes closing in anticipation.
"Mikasa your mom is here!"
A shout interrupts your moment as you and Mikasa turn away from each other. You quickly help her to grab her things, knowing Carla didn't like to wait too long.
"I'll talk to you later y/n" Mikasa says as she starts towards your bedroom door, but before she turned the handle, she stopped.
Quickly turning back around, she grabbed you by your shoulders and smashed her lips on yours in a chaste but deep kiss. Pulling away she gives you one last smile before running out the door.
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A/N: Hey gang! I hope you like this chapter! I'm starting a new job on Tuesday, but I'm hoping it won't affect my upload schedule. Have a good day!!! Stay safe and drink some water! I love you all!
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