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Mikasa was bleeding out and Eren realizied..Eren realized there was nothing he could do. Mikasa was going to die and Eren could do nothing but sit and watch. Suddenly all of the noise and clatter of the battle taking place around them faded into white noise and all Eren could hear were the sounds of Mikasa’s shallow breathing, while Armin desperately clung onto her shoulders.
“Mikasa! Mikasa! Just hold on, we’ll find a way-“ “Armin.” A strong voice cut him off. Was that his own voice? Eren could barely register what his body was doing. He looked down to see his right arm placed on top of one of Armen’s. The two men exchanged a look, Eren could see the fear and desperation written in his friend’s eyes. He wondered if he looked the same. Or the opposite. He wondered if the realization – the acception of the matter at hand – was apparent in his face.
Armin slowly pulled his arms away from Mikasa’s shoulders and placed her head onto his lap. His hands were still shaking.
“Eren,” she spoke but her voice was barely above a whisper. “Eren, I’m dying.” It wasn’t a question, but a statement. Mikasa had never been dumb, never been one to argue against the truth.
Eren brushed her bangs out of her face. The ends of them being stuck together with blood coming from a wound right above her temple.
Mikasa slowly turned her head to her side and gazed at the savage attacks happening mere feet from them. Armin began to bawl.
“Eren.” She spoke again, so low most people wouldn’t register the sound. “You and Armen, you have to keep fighting..”
Eren simply nodded his head, barely able to maintain eye contact with her. She made a move towards his hand, but then hesitated. Eren noticed and immediately held her hand into his. Her hands were cold, too cold.
“Eren, Eren..I..” He couldn’t tell if she was struggling to get the right words out or just struggling to speak in general. At this point, her breathing had grown even more shallow and she seemed to be fighting to just keep her eyes open.
“Eren!” Suddenly she jolted, with urgency in her voice. Both he and Armin exchanged a look of surprise. “I-I-I..wan..I want to..” She was struggling for air while she spoke and just as soon as the urgency in her voice came, it left.
She never said another word.
Armin gripped her other hand and sobbed even harder. Eren brushed her eyes close and knealt on the ground as close as he could to her hear.
“Mikasa, I know.” He could feel the tears rolling down his own cheeks now. “I know.”
“I loved you too.”