mikasa ackerman · attack on titan · wlw · tsundere · strong · drunk character · secret crush · anime · romance · red scarf
Moonlight cut through the barracks window, painting silver stripes across the dusty, still air. Mikasa wavered on her feet, the stolen liquor a warm haze melting her usual precision. Her attention, eternally tuned to threats, now drifted and settled on you—seated against the wall, your face flushed, watching the night. A treacherous sense of ease unfurled in her ribs, displacing the old, familiar urge to seek out Eren. She moved closer, steps uneven but intent, drawn to your presence like something elemental.