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#handpickedriot: jean kirstein
soulcluster-moved · 1 year
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@handpickedriot / jean kirstein / xx.
Mikasa watched him take her hand in his own, his gentle touch a warm balm. Though she had asked him the question, she wasn't sure what his answer would be, and that made her nervous.
Not that it showed. Her veneer was impassive, as it so often was.
After suffering through the incident that lost her her parents, Mikasa gained precise control over herself, from her emotions to her movements. Personal chastisement followed any slip up. Eren wouldn't always be around to save her. Unfortunately, this mindset rarely made her friends, and it was a wonder to her that Jean had even stuck around this long. Never mind the fact that, for the longest time, he simply hadn't registered on her radar.
So it led to the question...did he even like who she was? More importantly, did Mikasa understand who she was? Maybe, what she really wanted, was to understand how Jean saw her.
Too bad he didn't answer her question.
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Mikasa's eyes met his. "That's not an answer."
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soulcluster-moved · 1 year
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@handpickedriot / jean kirstein 🔥? ( jean for mikasa ❤️)
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Send “🔥?” and my muse will admit whether they find your muse attractive or not.
Mikasa wasn't one to easily admit her feelings, at least not verbally. Instead they came out in her actions. For a long time, there had only been Eren, and she protected her adopted brother with a single minded devotion. That was why it took so long to notice the way Jean made her feel.
But once she did, the thoughts weren't easily dismissed. It had become so much more than admiring him as a peer. It was the way his clothes clung to his muscles, the way his voice traveled down her spine, the way when his hands brushed her she felt electricity travel through her.
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"...He's not unattractive."
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