[Sara's PoV]
I wake up in the early morning. The sun is barely above the horizon. Eren still has his arms wrapped loosely around my waist, and is as asleep as I was a few minutes ago.

I rest my forehead on his, closing my eye. "You're so adorable." He looks so peaceful while asleep. After a moment, he shrieks and spasms back as he wakes up.

"What's wrong?" I ask, worried.

He barely holds back tears. "I had a flashback--dream, nightmare, whatever you want to call it-- of my mom getting eaten by a Titan. Then the rest of my training squad, then things that have never happened. You, Mikasa, and Armin being eaten by a Titan."

"You're not the only one. A majority of my dreams are horrific flashbacks. So you're not alone." I give him an encouraging smile.

"Thanks," he says, sighing a little and relaxing.

"Now lay back down, you're warm," I say. He smiles and lays back down, opening his arms. I lay my head on his chest, and he rests his arms around me.

"Sara," he says after a minute.

"Hm?" I had been listening to his heartbeat, and the pattering beat had sped up slightly in the last few seconds.

"Look at me."

I look up at him, and he presses his lips to mine. He runs his hands through my hair with a small smile.

He sits up, laying me on the floor. After we both take a quick breath, we press our lips together again. He holds my arm down by my wrist with one hand and continues combing his fingers through my hair with the other.

I run my hand through his hair, which is surprisingly soft. He laughs a little, and I rest my hand on the back of his head.

"I love you," he mumbles.

"Love you, too," I replied, still running my fingers through his hair.

After a solid minute, we pull apart. He's hovering above me, a smile on his face. He sits back on his heels after a second.

"Can we go eat?" I ask, sitting up.

"Sure. Let's go," he says, and we both stand.

I brush my hair back and see the dried blood on my hands. For a second, I panic, but then I remember: That's why Eren came in. To comfort me.

The remorse over what I had done is already fading quickly. My criminal instincts must be washing over me again. I regretted nothing over those three years.

I'll try not to regret anything from here on out, either. Eren notices me staring at my hands and the blood on them. "Hey, it's okay," he assures.

"I know. He asked for it, literally. I'm already healing."

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Gomensai for not updating sooner!! I'm visiting a cousin's house all week, and I have only been able to write in sporadic bursts.

And it took longer than I thought to make this. Gomensai!

I have given you fluff, however. *throws fluff at you*

Gomensai for it sucking ;-;

Arigatou for reading, Reader~Senpai ^.^