Author's note: Hey you eremika lover and what not. ITS EREMIKA WEEK. This is the prompt for day 1: scarf, so I hope you enjoy!

Eren knocked on the door to Mikasa's door and waited silently. Behind the closed, he heard drawers slam and footsteps pounding loudly on the floor.

"Mikasa?" Eren called and put his hand on the doorknob, "You okay?"

More footsteps, and then silence. That was enough for Eren to open the door. Then, he almost wished he didn't. The drawers from Mikasa's wardrobe were pulled out and clothes were messily draped out of its space, and her bed covers were all pulled off and thrown to a corner in the room. And Mikasa was standing in the middle, facing the window and standing as still as a statue.

Eren took a step forward and cautiously said, "Mikasa, are you okay?"

With no response, Eren carefully made his way in front of her to see her face. She had a hand to her mouth, and tears were flowing from her wide eyes.

"Oi, Mikasa?" Eren asked and pushed her shoulder a bit, "What's the matter with you?"

No response again. But Mikasa did remove her hand from her mouth and gently touched her collarbone and whispered, "It's gone."

Eren, as dense as he was, was confused at first. But then he remembered the one important thing that would mae her cry like that. Her scarf.

"Oh..." Eren trailed off and looked at the mess that he was standing in. All of this for that?

She looked down and said, "Please don't be angry with me."

"Why would I be angry?" Eren asked, but then shook his head, and tugged on her sleeve, "We'll find that later. But now, we have to go and meet Levi."

Mikasa pulled away and shook her head, "You go ahead. I need to find that."

Eren dropped his hands and huffed, "Mikasa, it's just a scarf."

"You don't understand." Mikasa sighed and reached up to pull her scarf over her nose, but her hand dropped like a brick once realization hit. She then turned away and looked down.

Eren stared and he bit his lip. He looked at Mikasa's long skirt and looked at the white pants she was supposed to be wearing, lying on the ground buried beneath her sheets. She was not intending to go. Most definetely.

He then huffed, "Come on, Mikasa."

This time she didn't pull away, but she protested, "Eren, I told you I'm not going."

He turned around and looked at her seriously, "I'm not talking about the meeting with Captain Levi. I'm talking about your scarf."

Mikasa's eyes widened slightly, and she nodded, letting him drag her by the hand.

X

An hour later, and they were in the mess hall, looking under the wooden table and on the seats. It was completely empty, and the hall echoed with each breath they took.

Mikasa, who was not one to give up, fell into a booth and smacked her head in her hands.

Eren sighed and sat across from her and tried to lift her head out of her hands, but it was no use. She was literally becoming a heavy liquid. You could almost see her dripping with angst.

"Mikasa, we'll find it. I promise." Eren reassured and stroked her hair, just like he did when they were children. But that was when her parents first died. He did it that night, and then a week later. Then Mikasa caught on and they would stroke each other's hair as they fell asleep.

Mikasa lifted her head to look at him, and her grey eyes glistened with tears. She smiled solemnly and reached up to stroke his brown hair. Nostalgia hit Eren and he rested his head in his arms and closed his eyes.

Mikasa smiled and whispered, "I know you say that it's just a scarf. But it's a precious heirloom to me. It's a nice reminder to me of someone I hold dear."

Eren opened his eyes and he watched the tears fall from her eyes and onto the wooden table.

He sighed and reached up to wipe the tears from her eyes. She grabbed his hand and placed it on her forehead and leaned into it. They stayed like that, and Mikasa feared that he would disappear if she let go.

The door opened and in came a very angry Levi, murmuring something about how Eren was shitty, and then his eyes fell on them.

He crossed his arms, "Well, well, look who didn't show up to the meeting because he was with his girlfriend.

Eren and Mikasa blushed, and Eren stood abruptly, stuttering about how Mikasa was not his girlfriend and saying that they were looking for her scarf.

Levi sighed and growled, "That doesn't mean you get to skip out on an important meeting. You're a very critical part of each meeting, Mr. Titan-shifter."

While they blubbered on and on, Mikasa looked around, standing and feeling very awkward. She didn't want to be the cause of Eren's trouble, and she definetely didn't want Mr. Short man to be yelling at him. But she couldn't move.

Instead, she watched as the door opened and in came Krista, holding a basket of clothes. Her blue eyes fell on Mikasa and she jumped in surprise and quickly ran to her.

"Mikasa! I was worried this morning that I would wake you up, so I took your scarf to wash it, and I was hoping I would catch you before you woke so..." She dug around the basket and pulled out Mikasa's scarf and handed it to her.

Mikasa snatched it and immediately wrapped it around her pale neck and pulled it over her nose and breathed. It smelled clean, and Mikasa was grateful. She then grabbed Krista and pulled her into a side hug.

"Thank you." Mikasa said, and without hesitation, with her source of bravery, she stepped into the fight between Levi and Eren, and stood in front of the boy who gave her the precious scarf she loved.