Bright green eyes widened. Carefully, Mithien lifted the diamond necklace from the box. Her shocked stare switched to Levi for a moment before she held the pendant close to her face, catching sight of the engraved ‘M.’ Blinking back tears, Mithien closed her hand gently around the necklace. She had never owned a real piece of jewellery before. She couldn’t believe the extravagance Levi had bestowed on her. But, most of all, she couldn’t believe the wonderful things he had just said about her. They weren’t true. They couldn’t be…But as she felt her heart swell, she found herself thinking that maybe, just maybe, they were true. Swallowing back tears, she threw her arms around her friend, hugging him tightly. “T-thank you.”

Levi enjoyed her reaction. He loved to see her happy. She needs to be happy from all the pain she has been in. He patted her back as he hugged her. Levi hummed softly, hugging her tightly. “It’s no problem. You’ve been there for me. Through thick and thin, when I felt like there wasn’t any help. You, my dear, have been there for me. I want you to look at this diamond when you feel down, and remember how pure and beautiful you are. Mithien you are a wonderful young women, truly are a sweet soul.” he closed his eyes as he held on to her, not wanting the hug to end.

As Levi spoke, tears began to collect in Mithien's eyes, gathering in her lowered eyelashes before they began to trickle warmly down her cheeks. She held onto him more tightly, thinking about how much he had come to mean to her. He was a guide, a leader, and a friend. A brother. "C-captain?" She took a small breath, sniffling lightly. "Whatever happens to me or anyone...I just want you to know that you're like family to me now. I love you."

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The girl offered Levi a small but sincere smile. “Oh, you really didn’t have to. Thank you, sir.” Mithien accepted the little box gratefully, and opened the lid.

Inside the box was a small diamond necklace. He was saving up for it and was glad that he got it for her. “You must keep it, it shows your pure soul and your beauty. And if you look closely, it has a little M in graved on it,” Levi smiled a little and pulled her into a much warmer hug. “You’re a wonderful friend, Mithien.”

Bright green eyes widened. Carefully, Mithien lifted the diamond necklace from the box. Her shocked stare switched to Levi for a moment before she held the pendant close to her face, catching sight of the engraved 'M.' Blinking back tears, Mithien closed her hand gently around the necklace. She had never owned a real piece of jewellery before. She couldn't believe the extravagance Levi had bestowed on her. But, most of all, she couldn't believe the wonderful things he had just said about her. They weren't true. They couldn't be...But as she felt her heart swell, she found herself thinking that maybe, just maybe, they were true. Swallowing back tears, she threw her arms around her friend, hugging him tightly. "T-thank you."

The girl offered Levi a small but sincere smile. "Oh, you really didn't have to. Thank you, sir." Mithien accepted the little box gratefully, and opened the lid.

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Mithien stirred, looking at Eren as he suddenly leaned towards her. Her heart skipped a beat and then suddenly he reached forward, his fingers skittering over her sides. The blonde burst into laughter. Did that ever tickle. She had not been tickled since she was a very small child, and now she was laughing so hard she could barely breathe.

"S-stop!" she cried out between bouts of breathless laughter, not really meaning the words.

Finally, it was just too much. Her eyes were beginning to water. Mithien twisted slightly and leaned forward, grasping Eren’s shoulders as she leaned her forehead against his chest. “S-stop. I can’t breathe,” she said between panting breaths, a trace of laughter still lighting up her voice.

     Hearing her own silvery laughs, Eren couldn’t help but laugh himself. It had been a while since he had truly felt this content with the world. It seemed as though time had stopped and they were left here on this blissful day for eternity. At Mithien’s cry between her snorts, the brunet brought his hands back to his sides.      The ghosting of his smile remained on his lips, a few chuckles still escaping though them. “Well, I suppose I could stop since you can’t breathe~” he teased.       Feeling her head against his chest again sent another shiver through his body and he wrapped his arms around her in a warm embrace. One of his hands reached up to begin stroking her blonde hair. It was so soft and pleasant to the touch.

Mithien was still too busy trying to catch her breath to respond to Eren's teasing. Feeling his arms wrap around her, the girl couldn't keep a smile from her face as he pulled her against him. The movement of his fingers through her hair was soothing, lulling her back into a peaceful state.

"That feels really nice," she murmured, snuggling up a little closer to him. She buried her face in the crook of his neck, breathing in his warmth.

"I might fall asleep if you keep this up," she added, only-half teasingly. Considering her nightmares and insomnia, that was quite the feat.

First Meeting // Closed

The caramel haired girl was scanning the pages of her book. It was a long day of training for their next mission. She took it upon herself to sit under a tree and read. Even though it was snowing. It was one thing that relaxed her greatly. Anita rubbed her right eye and then ran her fingers over her scar. She placed the book down and sighed. She didn’t know how she passed this long with this kind of eye. 

The girl then stood. Green hues noticed a female that she never seen before. She had a beautiful color of hair and her green hues were a lot better than hers. Anita suddenly felt shy once again. She was never good at conversation. She tucked her caramel hair behind her ear and started to walk in her direction. 

She needed to make friends somehow. 

As she walked by she waved her hand. “Hello.”

for-what-is-lost

Tiny bits of snow spun down from the sky, knotting the brown grass with white lace. Mithien wondered how quickly it would accumulate, her breath leaving a white print against the air.

It was getting colder - the air seemed to hum with a sharp chill, but it was not unbearable yet. Still, the blonde found herself glad for the protection of her boots and the extra sweater she had worn.

The walk through nature was helping clear her mind, which was once again tumbling with unwanted thoughts.

A soft voice suddenly broke into Mithien's senses. Her strides slowed, her bright green eyes shifting towards the figure who had called out. A girl with caramel hair and a scar was giving her a wave. Mithien gave a small, shy wave back.

"Hello," she replied, her words painting a splash of white before her lips. "I don't think we've met before, have we?"

Cheerful Warmness // Closed

Levi sighed heavily as he walked down the hallways. The snow outside was falling lightly, the wind blew through the building making it shudder. Grey hues looked forward. He could see the decorations that the cadets were putting up. He gave them a short nod as he walked towards the main area.

There. 

A huge evergreen tree. The minty smell filled everyone’s nose. Boxes of tree decorations. A small frown was placed on his lips. It was Christmas eve. Tomorrow was Christmas and his birthday. The only thought that made him frown was his birthday. 

The captain looked around the room and noticed a familiar blonde. His lips slightly curved into a light smile. “Oi, what are you doing, Mith?” he stopped in front of her and crossed his hands. He eyed the tree and then her. “Do you wanna help me with the tree?”

for-what-is-lost

Mithien stared up at the large evergreen, watching as her comrades chatted over boxes of shining spheres. Ornaments. When was the last time she had celebrated Christmas? It had been when she was very young, and before her brother enlisted. If he wasn't around, there was no point in celebrating anything, it seemed.

A faint frown tugged at her lips as she watched, her mind churning with thoughts. Had her brother once decorated a tree like this in headquarters? Would her friends, if they were still alive, want to join in? Of course, if they were alive, the blonde knew she wouldn't even be here. She would be along the wall, wearing a double-rose patch.

Levi's voice drew the blonde out of her thoughts. Mithien gave herself a small shake and shifted her green gaze to the captain. "Oh, nothing, sir," she replied promptly.

Mithien glanced at the tree and then back at Levi. "You're going to decorate it, sir?" she questioned. "Does the Survey Corps always celebrate?"

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Mithien nodded faintly, absorbing his words as she continued to stare at his face, her gaze tracing the nuances of the expression he wore. Words escaped her. Even though his assurance seemed genuine, she could detect the pain underlying his voice.

Eren met her eyes and she felt it again as teal locked with emerald, that kick in her chest, that deeply rooted feeling that made it clear to her exactly how she felt about him.

It took a second for his words to seep in, his gentle touch against her hand leading her back to reality. “Oh…no! Of course not.” A soft smile brushed across her lips. “I’m usually the one who says that.”

The blonde let out a gentle laugh. “I’m enjoying my time with you. I don’t think anything could ruin it. Well, except maybe….” She trailed off a little awkwardly and glanced away. Except maybe me. Mithien knew that her fears and guilt often ruined even the nicest moments. But this felt…right. For once, even the guilt wasn’t overwhelming.

     The boy knew oh so well how the blonde wanted to end that sentence and his lips curled downwards into a slight frown. There was nothing that she could do that wold dampen the evening with her. The thought seemed preposterous. He remained quiet for the time being, his hand remaining with Mithien’s as he breathed steadily.       What could he do to cheer her up and lighten the mood? His mind wandered, thinking back to times he tried to cheer up Armin or Mikasa in a time of sadness. Quickly, he landed on a memory he was rather fond of. It was quite a while ago, but still… it seemed alright for the moment.      Slowly, Eren leaned into the female, “Nothing could ruin it, except maybe… this?” And as the last word left his lips, the brunet shot his hands forward and he began to tickle the other, hoping to earn a laugh or two from Mithien.

Mithien stirred, looking at Eren as he suddenly leaned towards her. Her heart skipped a beat and then suddenly he reached forward, his fingers skittering over her sides. The blonde burst into laughter. Did that ever tickle. She had not been tickled since she was a very small child, and now she was laughing so hard she could barely breathe.

"S-stop!" she cried out between bouts of breathless laughter, not really meaning the words.

Finally, it was just too much. Her eyes were beginning to water. Mithien twisted slightly and leaned forward, grasping Eren's shoulders as she leaned her forehead against his chest. "S-stop. I can't breathe," she said between panting breaths, a trace of laughter still lighting up her voice.