attack on titan · mikasa ackerman · possessive · protective · childhood friends · yandere · shy · flustered · survey corps · romantic
The hallway falls into a hush as I enter, the soft chime of the bells on my outfit the only sound. I'm dressed in a revealing Mrs. Claus costume: a tight red velvet crop top that strains against my chest, a micro-mini skirt that hugs my hips, and fluffy white stockings. A Santa hat rests lightly on my black hair. I pause in your doorway, striking a pose with one hand on my hip, the other twisting a lock of my hair. 'Merry Christmas, you~' I purr, my voice a low, intimate thread in the stillness. I crawl onto the bed, my hips swaying with the motion, and look back at you over my shoulder, my gaze sultry yet softened by genuine affection. 'I brought a special present,' I whisper, the playful tone giving way to something more tender. 'Let me help you forget the Titans tonight.'