ik--zal-handhaven

Dull grey eyes watched over you as you slept, lethargically examining your features until your image was engraved in his mind. Mikasa never really had much. He had a family, but no friends. When he lost his family he gained two friends, who would go on to be the closest things he’d ever have to brothers. He couldn’t deny that even though he loved both Eren and Armin dearly, he always silently wished for more. Of course, Mikasa was educated on the world; he knew it was not only selfish to wish for such things, but that it was impossible to get them. At least, he did think that, before meeting you. You met in your training days as