Attack On Titan: Goodbyes

Mikasa POV

The golden rays of the summer sun filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room as Eren's lips brushed against my ear, his whisper carrying a quiet intensity. "I love you, Mikasa Yeager..." His breath tickled my skin as I giggled softly, my hand playing with him while pressing gentle kisses along his cheek.

"And I love you too, Eren Yeager..."

It had been two months since we crossed that sacred threshold, and every moment since had been filled with a tenderness I never thought possible. Each touch, each embrace, felt like a memory carved into eternity. Eren, my gentle-hearted fool, always melted under my touch, his vulnerability making me fall deeper in love every single time.

Eren's hand glided to my waist, his fingers trailing lightly against my skin before he leaned in, biting softly at my shoulder blade. His warmth enveloped me, but his next words were laced with concern. "You shouldn't put too much pressure on your belly... It's not ideal for you right now."

His emerald eyes softened as he gently lowered me onto the bed, positioning himself above me with all the care in the world. His lips found mine again, tender and full of love, before his hand settled protectively on the small bump at my tummy. I saw his shoulders tremble slightly, and then a single tear escaped his eye.

"Darling... Why are you crying?" I whispered, cupping his face.

He smiled, though his voice was thick with emotion. "I'm happy... really happy. But I was so scared, Mikasa. When I saw you faint in front of me... I thought something terrible had happened." His words cracked as he kissed my forehead, pulling me into a tight embrace. "Why didn't you tell me you weren't feeling well?"

I sighed, burying my face against his chest, guilt pricking at my heart. "I'm sorry... I was scared too. I didn't know what was going on, and I didn't want to make you worry..."

The past weeks had been rough—waves of nausea, unbearable headaches, and an aching back. Though Eren noticed my weariness, I'd kept the worst of it from him, brushing off his concerns with reassurances. Until that night.

It had started like all the others: me teasing him, drawing him into my arms and undoing him in ways that left us both breathless. But in the heat of our passion, I collapsed—my body betraying me. Eren hadn't panicked.

He stayed up the entire night, tending to me with a quiet determination, his worry etched into every movement. The next morning, he took me to the town clinic despite my protests, where the doctor shared the news that changed everything.

I was pregnant.

Tears welled in my eyes and without thinking, I threw my arms around Eren, holding him as if he were my lifeline. "Eren... I'm going to be a mom..." My voice broke, and I pressed a kiss to his lips, tasting the salt of my tears as he kissed me back, his arms wrapped tightly around me.

The world melted away, leaving just us—until a faint cough interrupted our bubble. I turned my head to see the doctor and nurse standing by, their smiles wide and warm as they observed our little moment.

Eren pulled back instantly, his face flaming red as he muttered a rushed, "Sorry..." under his breath, making me laugh softly. Even in this new chapter of our lives, he was still my same, adorable Eren.

After the doctor had spoken with Eren, I found myself chatting with the nurse, her kind smile putting me at ease.

"No, no, miss," she said gently feeling a bit awkward "you don't have to worry about it. But I would suggest stopping a few weeks before delivery for safety."

I felt my cheeks flush at her words and nodded, sneaking a glance at Eren. He was still deep in conversation with the doctor but noticed me looking and flashed a soft, reassuring smile that made my heart flutter.

We returned home as the sky bled into night, and before we knew it, we were back in the warmth of our bed. Eren lay beside me, naked and vulnerable, his lips trailing soft kisses across my cheeks as tears streamed down his face.

"Mika... Thank you... for everything..." he whispered, his voice shaky with emotion. "I don't deserve you... I never can..." his breath was soft against my exposed neck."Thank you for choosing me over Jean..."

Jean? I blinked in confusion. Jean Kirstein? Why would he even bring him up? I stared at him for a moment, then smiled, leaning in to press a kiss to the tip of his damp nose. "Eren... I would never choose anyone but you." My arms encircled him, pulling him close as he let himself melt against me, his tears soaking into my skin.

Eren shifted, settling at my side, his hand resting on the small bump of my tummy. He stroked it gently, his touch warm and comforting.

"Hey, Eren..." I began, wrapping my arms around his neck as he looked at me, his emerald eyes glimmering under the dim light. "Thank you... for choosing me over that chibi."

Eren tilted his head, a flicker of confusion and a faint blush creeping up his face. "Chibi?"

I nodded, teasingly biting my lip as I shifted to straddle him. Our skin brushed against each other, and I grinned mischievously. "Yeah, you know... Levi."

His hands instinctively moved to my back, and he raised an eyebrow, clearly annoyed. "Who the hell do you think I am, huh?"

I laughed, leaning down until my forehead pressed against his. "I mean, Eren... you used to look at him in such a weird way, and he always smiled at you whenever you were cleaning. My heart would just cry out of jealousy. I honestly thought... any moment now, he'd pin you against the wall and say, 'Let's make the strongest savior of humanity.' And shove himself inside you... That's why I loathed him! I was scared you two might run away together..."

I trailed off, realizing I'd said too much. Eren's face turned a brilliant shade of red, his eyes darting to the side as he stammered, "Mika~chan... don't say that! It's nothing like that... Captain Levi and I... we weren't like that..."

His gaze shifted back to me, his face tilted with embarrassment. "I mean... he's strong and all, but... I love you more. And I think you... you're stronger. You've got... amazing abs..." His voice faltered, and he quickly covered his face with his hands. "Ahhh, so embarrassing..."

I stared at him, feeling my heart race. How could someone be so unbearably cute and hot at the same time? I leaned in, a smirk playing on my lips. "Let's do it again, Yeager... Spread those legs for me..."

Eren's face turned scarlet as he clamped his thighs together, clearly flustered. "Mika~chan... We can't...." he began, his voice trembling.

I pressed a finger to his lips, tilting my head teasingly. "Come on, Eren. You know Mommy doesn't like rebellious kids." A small grin on my face. For the past few months I've lost self control and I don't even fell embarrassed... I just feel so comfortable with him... That I always end up pinning Eren to the bed.

His green eyes widened, a mix of panic and surrender flashing across his face. "Mika~chan... we shouldn't. I mean... the baby—"

I kissed him, cutting him off mid-sentence as I moved into position. "Relax, Eren. I already talked to the nurse about it. She said it's fine. Now, do as you're told..."

He gulped, his blush deepening as he whispered, "Okay..."

I smiled, my expression softening as I leaned in to kiss him again, my playful dominance melting into gentle affection.

With every passing moment, I felt my love for him deepen, grateful for the bond we shared—a bond that grew stronger with each day, each laugh, and each tender moment and of course after each session.