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Levi raised an eyebrow at the larger man before taking another bite of the chocolate covered stick between the two of him, slightly craning his neck to lean closer while waiting for Erwin's next move.
Prompt: Levi proposing to Mikasa (Levi getting slightly nervous when asking her) and the wedding day and night. :3 ((Sorry if this is a re-ask, my tumblr messed up when sending it.^^' haha)
Sorry for the super long wait! I hope you like it! :)
Sorry for the long wait! I hope you like it! :)
“This world is sick, so kiss me quick.”
It was ridiculous to feel nervous. He was a soldiers. He was good at drawing blood and slaying giant monsters (even though he wasn't so sure anymore what he was killing really.) But here he was, sitting in front of her. His papers all over his table, desperately trying to defy his need for order, and her steaming tea which was spreading its soothing scent in the room.
Mikasa wasn't looking at him. She was reading something Armin had gave her – he did that pretty often since they all lived under one roof.
It changed so much. Especially between him and Mikasa. He could only smile at the memories of past times when she hated him. He liked to remind her of it when his lips would roam across her body and she was just pull him up by his hair and steal all his air with her kiss.
After some time she looked up and they gazes met. She looked at him in question and he extended his arm to grab her hand. “Oi, Mikasa...?” This was it now. This is why he was so nervous all day.
Erwin had said that he should do it. Who knows how long you will be alive?, he said. He was right, of course.
Mikasa waited for him to continue while their fingers intervined and her thumb was affectionately stroking his hand. “What?”
“Let's marry.”
Her thumb stopped in motion while her face remained the same. There was some silence for God knows how long (It seemed pretty long to him) and she would just sit there and stare.
Eventually, her thumb started to move again, which should be a good sign.
“Why?” she asked and and picked up her cup of tea to take a sip.
“It's supposed to be a gesture of love and bond and shit. Who knows, we could die tomorrow or even in five minutes. So why the hell not?”
She drank her tea in silence while her thumb kept caressing him. She was so surprisingly calm and reasonable about this and while he put on a stoic face, his insides were a storm.
“Don't be so nervous...” Of course she noticed hit. How he did not know but she did. She let go of his hand to stand up and walk around the table up to him to sit on his lap. Her arms went around his necks and his around her waist. “Let's do it then, I guess.” She smiled at him and buried her face into his chest.
It seemed like a usual gesture for lovers but Mikasa wasn't normally the one to seek affection like that. She wasn't distant or anything. In bed she liked to get very close to him. But during the day, even when they were alone, he would be the one to seek a kiss or grab her hand. So her embrace meant more than a “Let's do this.” It already was a “I do.”
Weddings in their times weren't something big. At least not for the common and especially not for soldiers. It was just the squad, Hanji and Erwin of course, too. There was Commander Pixiv who would wed them and that was that. They went back to Hqs and it was very formal. They didn't even kiss properly. He just raised her hand to leave a trace on the back and that was it. She put on a little white dress and he wore a custume. Sasha had made her hair and put on a little make up and she looked absolutely stunning but then again – she always did.
They went back to their cottage and they others stayed away to give them some privacy. But they wouldn't have their conventional wedding night. They already had sex (many times) so it wasn't a magical event anymore.
He slowly undressed her and made her wear one of his shirts. He got into his usual clothes and they cooked something together, ate, got into bed to talk end eventually fell asleep in each other's arms.
Three month later they died as wife and husband but it was okay. Because this world was sick.
