Eren slammed his book shut, letting out a small sigh, seeing that his childhood friend, Armin, had fallen asleep on his shoulder. Mikasa had driven them to a library, far out South and far away from home. Even though reading wasn't a thing that Eren would normally do, it was about the history of forest fires, and how frequent they were around the country.

"Eren. . I think you should stop.", the female Ackerman stated gently, trying not to awake the sleeping Arlert.

"Mikasa, what are you talking about this time?", he says, letting out a small groan in irritation.

As expected, Mikasa usually gives lecturers that would sometimes get Eren ticked off, depending on the subject. Her gestures are usually gentle yet firm and although Eren continuously reminds her that he's not a baby, she still treats him as if he was. One time, she actually burped him, which weirded the hell out of Armin and especially Eren, himself.

"You and you're 'revenge', per say. I know you care about your parents, but they wouldn't want you going so far to get revenge, especially if that revenge will get you killed."

"Mikasa--!"

"I'm serious about this. I know I act overprotective of you but this time I'm putting it on life this time.."

Eren grunts. "Don't you always?"

"What's that supposed to mean?", she hissed, slamming her foot on the break and pulling over.
The brunette sweatdropped but narrowed his eyes, crossing his arms.

"Mikasa, what kind of question is that?! You always, always treat me like I don't know any better! Even Horseface, a person who has a crush on you, says that you're overprotective and too clingy! I need freedom Mikasa, we all do! So there's no need to keep looking down on me as if it's pity for me for not being a a realistic person and knowing how the world works. You can look down on the world and think negative about it all you want, but I won't let your negative impacts, take an effect on me!"

Mikasa then shut her mouth, staring out the wheel. She bit her lip then inhaled a bit of fresh air and released it, but her hands were firmly gripping on the leather wheel. Without a word, Mikasa nodded and got back on the road. The rest of the car ride was silent as his sea-green eyes landed on the blonde, still calmly resting.

He knew he messed with Mikasa's mind.