A/N: Wow this one-shot turned out longer than I expected, but... it's pretty crappy, sorry. Now let me cry in my corner.
Before everything occurred, I saw him. I always see his stimulating, turquoise eyes sparkling, and I have seen his eyes in pique, but what I prefer are his ambitious eyes. His face is scrunched up with his eyebrows furrowed. Heck, that's how I even fell for him in the first place. Sure he can be aggressive, hardheaded, but does it look like I give a shit? No, I don't. He's passionate about rescuing humanity, he's so determined to destroy the existence of titans, that it gets infuriating. To me, that's attractive.
We shouldn't have met, cause we're from two different worlds anyways. I'm the silent one, and he's the energetic one. We're like two parallel lines that never cross nor meet. It's impossible, but we do converge. He extricated me. I was running. Running so fast. Running away from that horrible life. Not knowing what is up ahead me, I just ran. Running. Running. Away, farther... from those hooligans. I will never get locked up again. Never. How could I be so weak? How many years has it been that I've been treated that way? Locked up? I'm so tired. Every single day. For their own pleasure, touching me in personal places. Using me as if I was a damned futile being. Mischievous laughs, eyes only occupied by lust, intimidating smiles staring right at me. Everyday, I'd try to escape. Squirming my way through the door, without making a sound. I'd get caught, and get punished. How did this happen to me? I have absolute, no idea. I don't recall any memories. Nostalgia is a word, many miles away from me. I just waited everyday for someone to save me. How could that possibly happen? I've been here for so many years... How could that ever happen? Dim lighting , dusty friable cement floor, the air reeks of alcohol, and these... inhuman creatures. But finally... I'm outside. I see the glimmering sun, radiating back at me. But... where do I go now? There's nowhere to go... People were staring at me... Hah, I look pretty messed up, huh? I don't care anymore, as long as I'm outside. "Mom." "Hmmmm... Yes, Eren?" Carla replied. "There's this girl I see outside sometimes and... she eats by herself and... she looks really lonely." Eren gulped, taking a glimpse of Mikasa. "Oh! Why don't you bring her here tonight to eat with us? Then she won't be lonely." Carla chirped, glancing over at Grisha, seemingly to agree with her. "Is that fine? Letting a mere stranger coming over to our house." said Mikasa in a stern voice, giving a deadpan face. "Mikasa, nobody deserves to be lonely. Not even the criminals." said Carla in a tender tone, smiling slightly at her. "R-Right..." replied Mikasa looking down, remembering how she even lived here in the first place. …show more content…
"HEY YOU!" A brunette shouted, awaking you from your nap.
"Huh...?" you replied rubbing your exhausted eyes. "Me...?"
"YEAH YOU! COME OVER TO OUR HOUSE FOR DINNER!"
You took a glance at the ebony haired girl behind the brunette, she was trying to smile, but as a result, she smiled awkwardly, making a giggle escape your lips.
"Haha, no thanks." You smiled pleasingly at the brunette.
"Whatever, you have to come, my mom's cooking is the BEST." The brunette flashed a smile, dragging you along. You gave up, you just couldn't resist this boy.
For the first time in your life, you haven't ate something this good in a while. You were munching the food away with bliss, making everyone at the dining table laugh. Especially the ebony haired girl. 'Ahh, so even someone like her can laugh, so beautiful...' you thought.
"Say... what's your name?" The dark chestnut haired woman asked you.
"It's _. What's yours?"
"I'm Carla. This is my son Eren, and my daughter Mikasa, and my husband Grisha." Carla grinned. Eren sneakily gave a carrot piece to Mikasa, with Carla noticing.
"Hey Eren! Don't make Mikasa eat your veggies!" said Carla scooping the carrot from Mikasa's plate to Eren's plate. "But mom..." Eren whimpered. Everyone
Before everything occurred, I saw him. I always see his stimulating, turquoise eyes sparkling, and I have seen his eyes in pique, but what I prefer are his ambitious eyes. His face is scrunched up with his eyebrows furrowed. Heck, that's how I even fell for him in the first place. Sure he can be aggressive, hardheaded, but does it look like I give a shit? No, I don't. He's passionate about rescuing humanity, he's so determined to destroy the existence of titans, that it gets infuriating. To me, that's attractive.
We shouldn't have met, cause we're from two different worlds anyways. I'm the silent one, and he's the energetic one. We're like two parallel lines that never cross nor meet. It's impossible, but we do converge. He extricated me. I was running. Running so fast. Running away from that horrible life. Not knowing what is up ahead me, I just ran. Running. Running. Away, farther... from those hooligans. I will never get locked up again. Never. How could I be so weak? How many years has it been that I've been treated that way? Locked up? I'm so tired. Every single day. For their own pleasure, touching me in personal places. Using me as if I was a damned futile being. Mischievous laughs, eyes only occupied by lust, intimidating smiles staring right at me. Everyday, I'd try to escape. Squirming my way through the door, without making a sound. I'd get caught, and get punished. How did this happen to me? I have absolute, no idea. I don't recall any memories. Nostalgia is a word, many miles away from me. I just waited everyday for someone to save me. How could that possibly happen? I've been here for so many years... How could that ever happen? Dim lighting , dusty friable cement floor, the air reeks of alcohol, and these... inhuman creatures. But finally... I'm outside. I see the glimmering sun, radiating back at me. But... where do I go now? There's nowhere to go... People were staring at me... Hah, I look pretty messed up, huh? I don't care anymore, as long as I'm outside. "Mom." "Hmmmm... Yes, Eren?" Carla replied. "There's this girl I see outside sometimes and... she eats by herself and... she looks really lonely." Eren gulped, taking a glimpse of Mikasa. "Oh! Why don't you bring her here tonight to eat with us? Then she won't be lonely." Carla chirped, glancing over at Grisha, seemingly to agree with her. "Is that fine? Letting a mere stranger coming over to our house." said Mikasa in a stern voice, giving a deadpan face. "Mikasa, nobody deserves to be lonely. Not even the criminals." said Carla in a tender tone, smiling slightly at her. "R-Right..." replied Mikasa looking down, remembering how she even lived here in the first place. …show more content…
"HEY YOU!" A brunette shouted, awaking you from your nap.
"Huh...?" you replied rubbing your exhausted eyes. "Me...?"
"YEAH YOU! COME OVER TO OUR HOUSE FOR DINNER!"
You took a glance at the ebony haired girl behind the brunette, she was trying to smile, but as a result, she smiled awkwardly, making a giggle escape your lips.
"Haha, no thanks." You smiled pleasingly at the brunette.
"Whatever, you have to come, my mom's cooking is the BEST." The brunette flashed a smile, dragging you along. You gave up, you just couldn't resist this boy.
For the first time in your life, you haven't ate something this good in a while. You were munching the food away with bliss, making everyone at the dining table laugh. Especially the ebony haired girl. 'Ahh, so even someone like her can laugh, so beautiful...' you thought.
"Say... what's your name?" The dark chestnut haired woman asked you.
"It's _. What's yours?"
"I'm Carla. This is my son Eren, and my daughter Mikasa, and my husband Grisha." Carla grinned. Eren sneakily gave a carrot piece to Mikasa, with Carla noticing.
"Hey Eren! Don't make Mikasa eat your veggies!" said Carla scooping the carrot from Mikasa's plate to Eren's plate. "But mom..." Eren whimpered. Everyone