[It's hard to be aware of anything but her. It's something that Eren has known his entire life; he and Mikasa, together. It's something he's longed for - something that teenaged stubbornness and childlike prejudice has kept from him. It's something he used to wonder about endlessly; Mikasa's love, and whether it was meant for him. It's something he's put last, both for fear of loss, and the sort of certainty that forces people to take a heart like Mikasa's for granted.
[In his final moments, when all was lost, pre-determined fate having robbed them all of a happy ending, he lifted his head, and he laid his eyes on her.
[It was a beautiful way to die.]
Thank you.
[It's only a whisper, as he leans forward and presses his lips to her forehead, reaching up to thumb away warm tears.]
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[In his final moments, when all was lost, pre-determined fate having robbed them all of a happy ending, he lifted his head, and he laid his eyes on her.
[It was a beautiful way to die.]
Thank you.
[It's only a whisper, as he leans forward and presses his lips to her forehead, reaching up to thumb away warm tears.]