ππππππ'π ππππ. for @somelattes with love <3
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πππππππ. Eren is a jealous little boi heuheuheuheu
"Are you jealous?"
The question rang in his ears louder than the nocturnal creatures in the dead of the night. His left ear perching out involuntarily as if to continue listening to the next utterance that might've follow your faux cross examination. Eren felt the clamminess in his hands starting to grow while you awaited his answer. It was a valid question.
Was he jealous?
Was he jealous that you had chosen someone over him time and time again? Jean, Connie, Marco. The list could go on if he was being honest with himself.
He really never asked himself what that feeling brimming inside him was whenever you had heard something funny and looked over at Connie first. Or whenever you had an issues with your beat up Dodge D/W that was handed down to you by your father, Jean would be the first guy you'd call up.
Why not him? Why was he always the one who was asked to be chosen and not the chosen one by default? Why did he feel like he was second best? An option? Expendable?
The unexplanable feeling ruminating inside of him threatened to implode at any given moment. It was excurciating.
His once relaxed palms that rested behind him on the wooden porch has balled up into tight fists. "How could you even ask me that?"
You analyzed the way that his body had gone rigid. The way the vein in his temple had suddenly protuded and small droplet of sweat formed on his brow. His jaw ticked, and ticked and ticked.
"Of course I am, [name]." His fervent turquoise eyes met yours. Thick chestnut brows furrowed in frustration as he finally seemed to identify the source of his bitterness. You. It was you.
You had managed to play with his heart without him even recognizing it and he only had himself to blame, but in that moment he only felt discontentment toward you.
Albeit wrong, he felt that there was no one else to fall victim to his current resentment.
His words had electrified you. Eren was actually jealous?
If you were being honest with yourself it was only a gentle jab at him, but you had never expected him to fully admit to it. It didn't even seem real to you in that moment.
It was him. It was always him. If you had an ounce of courage, you'd have already admitted long ago that you would've chosen him over anyone else.
Of course, it would be awkward for you if you did. You didn't want to make it so evident that you had a raging crush on the kid you had grown up with. It felt embarrassing to dial up his number in times of need, so you resorted to members of the group that least likely make your blood pressure rise.
"Why are you smiling?" His face abruptly close to yours as he examined the delighted expression on your face. "Were you baiting me this whole time?"
You blinked. Head cocked to the side as your lips curled into a sweet smile. "No."
"No?" He breathed. The aroma of his cinnamon gum enticed you, urging you closer to him. You were eager to close the gap.
"No." You said firmly, shaking your head as you glanced at his lips that twitched in response.
His calloused hand cupped the right side of your cheek and you leaned into his touch. The sounds of the night seemed to grow louder as you felt your heart thrumming in your ears. "Tell me, [name]. Do you have feelings for me?"
He was impatient. He needed his answer and he needed it now.
"Obviously."
His fingers glided across your cheek to thread into your hair as he motioned lips to meet his in a hungry kiss. Your eyes widened as you gawked at his heavy lidded gaze. You felt entranced in that moment. A moment you had been waiting for since the day you had first discovered your underlying feelings for Eren.
His lips were warm and pillowy against yours and you felt the adrenaline coursing through your body. His kisses desperate and yearning as he tugged at your hair. A small moan escaped your lips as you yearned for his muscular physique and he parted them from yours. His stormy eyes cast down at you, almost annoyed with you.
His expression unreadable for a split second before he broke out into a lazy grin. He felt a sense of triumph.
He broke out into a fit of laughter as you swatted him away and he swiftly hoisted you onto his lap. You puffed your cheeks at him feeling embarrassment overcome you. You should've expected how unserious Eren could be.
He poked at your cheek. "Aw, don't be mad, Princess."
The nickname made the heat rise to your face. His lips pressed to your jaw causing your heart to flutter as he squeezed your form and rested his head on the slope of your shoulder. He inhaled you deeply. The soft smell of magnolia shampoo in your hair and the airy yet citrusy redolence of your perfume cascading into his senses. He was addicted to your scent.
His fingers gently brushed past the exposed side of your stomach and you shivered under his touch. You felt him smile against your shoulder as he faced you. Glimmering teal eyes taking you in. Any ill feelings had long dissipated.
You licked your lips as your glanced down at him. You leaned down to press a chaste, gentle kiss to his lips. The smile on his face grew in response.
You laughed. "Why are you smiling so hard for, idiot."
He didn't even skip a beat. "Because now I can make everyone else jealous."
You pressed your lips into a thin line and shifted your gaze to the night sky. His mirth loud in your ear clearly entertained by your frazzled expression. This had only fueled his desire to leave you flushed. His grasp on your hips tightened as he left a wake of kisses all over your face and neck. You were at his mercy as you scrambled to get away, though he knew you were loving every second of it as complaints turned into girlish giggles. He felt like he had won the lottery.
ππππππ'π ππππ. old fic that i corrected all the mistakes in i think lol
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πππππππ. reader is running late to class. luckily the professor has not started yet. as she scans the room for a seat, she finally manages to find one but it's snagged by a brauny blonde.
8:10 AM
It was your first day at college and you were already running ten minutes late to your very first class. Great.
The air-conditioning whipped past your face and raked through your hair as you entered the front doors and locked your car, listening for the beep! signaling that you did in fact lock it. You silently thanked God that you didnβt torture yourself by wearing heels and instead invested in a simple pair of nude ballet flats. Numbers on doors whizzed past you until you got to the one youβd been searching for and checked your schedule once more before entering.
You took a deep breath and pushed open the door. The loud buzzing of hordes of students conversing with each other relaxed you as you searched for an empty seat. Your eyes were quickly fixated on a chair not too far from where you were standing and you rushed to it, praying that nobody would take it.
Two steps away, you were two steps away when a blasphemous brown leather bag plopped right into the spot youβd been eyeing. Your eyes flickered to the owner. A smug smirk plastered on his feature and no matter how much you wanted to be upset with him, you just couldnβt. The way his golden hair was swept back as he carelessly glided his hand through it, giving him an effortless touseled look and the way those damned eyes of his gaze up at you. They gleamed with mischief and shrouded themselves with mystery behind a pool of hazel.
βOh, did you want to sit here?β He inquired, gathering your undivided attention. Your posture straightened as you felt you face heat up with the intensity of his cool gaze. You only nodded.
He lifted his bag from the chair and placed it beside his feet. βSorry about that.β
βI-Itβs alright.β You stammered.
Smooth, [name], smooth.
The smile on his face only grew. He liked girls like you. The kind that seemed timid at first, but once you got talking, oh man, did you talk.
βSo whatβs your name?β You asked, facing him. His eyes fixed on your hands that cupped your face and then quickly flickered to your [e/c] hues.
βReiner. Reiner Braun.β He held out his hand.
You happily took it. βIβm [name] [surname]. Itβs a pleasure to meet you.β
βThe pleasure is all mine.β
Cue eye roll.
βYou know youβre lucky. The professor hasnβt shown up yet.β His smug smirk never left his face and you couldnβt help how the corners of your lips turned up. The sound of the door opening and shutting caught the attention of the students and the buzz died down in every corner of the large room.
βHello, Iβm Professor Erwin and Iβll be your guide on the wonders of Mythology.β He voice echoed. Loud, proud, yet bored. Well to 99% of the female population of the class he was and the measly 1% being you not giving him much thought, though youβd be lying if you said he wasnβt attractive.
Tap!
Reinerβs pen striking your desk caught your attention and you narrowed your eyes at him. His posture was relaxed, as he rested his chin on his left hand, an innocent smile adorned his features.
βAre you gawking as well?β He murmured, shifting his gaze to Professor Erwinβs fine and fit form and then to you.
You gave him a blank look. βNo, heβs like thirty-four or something.β You deadpanned. He only laughed and leaned back against his chair. He opened his notebook and tapped the butt end of his pen to your own.
"Yeah, and I'm like totally your age and way better looking."
You rose an eyebrow. "Huh?"
"Are you two finished?"
Oh shit.
Your heart jumped as the class turned their heads to meet your face and all the while Reiner snickered beside you. "U-uh, my apologies, Professor Erwin. Carry on, please."
You sent a cold glare toward Reiner who was currently biting down on his hand, shallow breaths escaping his mouth in attempt to cover his laughter. You only rolled your eyes and continued to your note-taking when suddenly the air around your right ear was hot, heavy--alluring.
"Maybe you should be more quiet next time."
β author's note. repurposed because its fitting to levi <3
Never did he ever believe in something as stupid as love. It was useless. He didn't need it, though it was odd how every time heβd passed by you something would tug at his heart and it seemed like the same thing happened to you; the way your heads would both turn around to gaze at each other longingly. It was like his heart had stopped beating and he had opened his mouth to speak but he clamped it shut and kept going.
He clutched at his shirt right above where his heart was. Why, why was he feeling this way? Loveβ¦love was a useless thing, but lying down in his bed that night he felt that tug again. It was like it was telling him to haul his ass out of bed and thatβs exactly what he did. He slipped on his coat and shoes and pushed open the door, exposing himself to the bitter cold. that red string kept pulling at his heart until he found himself at a park bench, standing before you. It was like you were waiting for him to come join you.
Was this fate?
A blush spread across your cheeks and you opened you mouth to speak but before you had a chance to say anything his lips silenced you and you didn't even hesitate to respond. The sparks that ignited between you two was like any other as your lips moved in sync and the taste of coffee on your tongue was strong and intoxicating, addicting.
Was this love?
β summary. reader and connie are childhood best friends and both are home for the summer. reader interrupts connie's afternoon nap and he is unable to fall asleep for obvious reasons...
β author's note. damn this its been a long time coming that i actually really like a writing of mine. pls enjoy lol
It was pretty a common occurence for you to end up at Connie's house and fall asleep on his bed. What was uncommon, was that he would sometimes fall asleep next to you. Not in a weird overly intimate way. He was your best friend of fifteen years and your next door neighbor, so nothing about it seemed odd or out of place. In fact, Connie enjoyed that you choose him over any one else. Any time you had something you were upset over, you would come running to him. Fight with your parents? Connie. Failed a big exam? Connie. Didn't make it into your dream university? Connie.
Of course, you had gotten into university. You and him had attended together, and you were home for the summer in your childhood homes enjoying the air condition that kept you from the heatwave outside. You laid there on your stomach sound asleep with your face buried into his pillow as you snored softly. Connie sighed as he laid beside you. It was never easy having you next to him in bed.
He was actually asleep himself right before you had come over and disrupted his afternoon nap. He had gotten a sense of deja vu as you entered his room and collasped onto his bed that had was covered in a Lightning Mcqueen comforter set. You didn't even look surprised when you saw it. You just snorted when you stared down at it for a moment before you looked over at him who's eyes were half way shut before you crawled in.
Your scent was probably the most distracting. Magnolia and vanilla. It had been your signature scent for some years now. Before it was sandalwood and jasmine, until Sasha had somehow managed to get you to switch it up. He didn't mind either way. Both smelled amazing on you because you naturally gave off good smelling pheromones. Which was unfortunate for him, because he was edging on sporting a half chub. It was embarrassing, really.
He didn't want to be one of those guys that couldn't control themselves around a pretty girl. Oh yeah, did he mention how utterly ethereal you were? As a child you were cute and squishy, but over time you had transformed into a graceful and divine woman. One that he found himself dreaming of and waking up in the middle of the night with his underwear completely ruined. He cringed at the thought. How many dreams did he have of you now? He lost count.
And even despite this, you kept to yourself. You didn't have any interest in other men and when he questioned your sexuality you would laugh.
"I'm holding out for someone special." You would say as you brushed your hair away from you face. Speaking in a knowing tone that drove him insane.
He wondered who were talking about. He could tell by the way your eyes shifted and how the apples of your cheeks would fill from the smile on your face that you were talking about somebody.
It was purely wishful thinking to think that you were talking about him. A sharp exhale emitted from his nose as he turned to face you. His fingers lightly danced across your back, tracing patterns and you shifted a little before you let out a small sigh.
You never minded when he touched you. A lot of your friendship was based off of touch. Hugs, lots of hugs. Short hugs, long hugs, side hugs, bear hugs. Jabs to the side to cause the other to yelp. Smacks to the back of the neck and flicks to the forehead. And his favorite, although most confusing to him were the longing touches. The way you would hold his hand when you needed comfort or even sometimes when you two would cross the street. Even times when you were just talking in a group.
Every one was used to it, though. They had known about how close you and your families were, so they would usually brush it off. Usually.
When you guys would get high and you were slumped up against him practically lounging in his lap Eren and Jean would snicker at the both of you which would make him blush and you giggle. He would never ask , though. No, he wasn't brave enough to do that. It would be way too awkward if you just outright rejected him. He couldn't stand that. If anything he would hold out for another girl, and keep your friendship sacred, but distant.
"I just like knowing your there." You would say as you clasped his pinky to your index finger.
Another sigh as he absentmindedly began to trace words onto your back.
I love you.
He etched it over and over again ontop of your tank top. The cloth lifted exposing a inch of your skin and he slowly brushed over it and then did it again.
I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you.
"I love you, too."
He froze. His whole body went frigid as he gawked at you. Had he imagined that?
He could only watch as your sleepy form turned to him, scooting closer. You laughed at the his expression that was riddled with shock.
"Did you not hear me properly? I said, I love you, too. Connie."
The smile that tugged on your lips was charming as hell and Connie fell silent.
"Do you need me to prove it?"
You leaned closer to him and he could only watch as you closed the small space between the both of you. You were hovering over him as your lips met and he slowly closed his eyes feeling a wave of relief wash over him. His body relaxed as he found his fingers raking through your hair as you placed more open mouth kisses again his lips. An involuntarily moaned released from your lips as his other hand touched the small of your back.
It was light, sweet, airy. Better than he had imagined.
"Sorry." You murmured against his lips not able to hide your grin.
His cheeks were riddled with sweet crimson as he looked at you with celadon hues.
"I..." He began and you leaned down to place a looking kiss at his warm cheeks.
"You love me?"
You peered down at him as you leaned your forehead against his.
"You're the one I've been holding out for."
His eyes glimmered under the glow of the soft, warm glow of the sunset as a smile tugged at his soft lips before he brought your face to his to kiss you again.
"I love you, too, [name]."
And to think this whole time I thought it was only wishful thinking.
remember when yβall were like βif yβall hate gabby than youβre misogynistic because sheβs a direct representation of erenβ as if we all didnβt hate eren when they were the same age talking the same shit ππππ
β warnings. n.s.f.w. under the cut, fingering, nipple play
β summary. reader has become increasingly frustrated with how eren has not yet made a move on her. she decides to take it into her own hands.
β author's note. first smut on this blog, i just want to say that i will not accept any nsfw requests but here you goooo
It had been some time since you and Eren had been together and with every passing day and every kiss you shared you craved for more. You didn't know how to ask him for what you wanted because you didn't want to seem pushy and what if he hadn't wanted to either?
You shook your head. Such a ridiculous thought. Of course...Of course he wanted to, right? Right?
You let out an exasperated sigh as you stood over the stove top fluffing at your rice to get the perfect consistency.
Bzz. Bzz.
Your phone buzzed in your pocket and you fished it out to see that your screen lit up to his name. You unlocked it to look at his message:
hey, is it cool if i come over today?
You texted him back immediately.
ofc you can
His texting bubble popped up and sent you back a message in the same moment.
great, i'm outside :)
You began to panic as you turned off your stove and put your phone down on the counter. You must have looked a mess right now with your grease stained sweater and sweats, so you dashed to your closet and threw the easiest thing you could find.
A pair of yoga flares that made your ass look amazing and a lacy tank top as you fixed your hair in the mirror.
"You got this." You pointed to yourself in the mirror before you exited your room and found him lounging on your couch.
"Hey," He smiled instantaneously as he gazed over your figure before looking back at your perfect visage. "the door was open so I let myself in."
"It was open?" You felt a pang of anxiety form in your chest as you moved the curtain windows away to peer outside before you reached to lock the door, but it had already been turned the other way.
"Did you think I would just leave the door open like that?" He asked, making you turn back to him.
His feet was kicked up onto the table as he munched on a potato chip and his teal eyes followed the hand that went to your chest as you sighed.
He got up from his seat and walked up to your form bringing you into a warm hug. "Hey, you're okay. I wouldn't let anything happen to you. Just remember to lock your door, alright?" He pulled away to ruffle your hair.
You suddenly felt embarrassed. You felt like he was handling you like a child. You swatted away his hand as you tugged away from him and began to walk to the kitchen.
"What's wrong?" He followed closed behind and you let out an annoyed sigh.
"I'm just tired of you treating me like a kid." You huffed crossing your arms.
He tilted his head to the side as he shoved his hands in his hoodie pockets. "And how exactly am I doing that?"
"Because you just..." You shifted your gaze to the ground.
"Because?" His hands were now around your waist and you suddenly felt shy. His finger under your chin to lift your gaze to his own.
You felt your [e/c] hues shake as you peered up at him. "You just won't make a move on me. I feel like I always have to be the first one to kiss you or something..."
He chuckled as he leaned to press his lips against yours and then pulled away slightly. "Do you want me to kiss you like that?"
He kissed you again deeper this time. "Or like that?"
Another but this time he slipped his tongue between your lips as he explored your mouth causing you to moan. His lips still against yours as he spoke. "Or that?"
You felt your heart racing against your chest as you made contact with his lips once again entangling your fingers into his soft brown hair. He sighed as he began to give you open mouthed kisses that were hot and feverish. His eyebrows knitted together as his hands grasped at your torso and slowly made their way down to your clothed ass.
"These make your ass look really nice." He murmured as he squeezed your bottom causing you to giggle.
"That's why I wore them."
"Mmm, yeah?" He kissed you against, smiling against your lips.
"Eren." You spoke breaking the kiss. He peered down at you seriously until he gathered your current expression.
"I want you to fuck me." Your eyes flickered from his lips to your eyes and back to his lips.
He stood there for a moment in slight shock at your words. He never wanted to pressure you into having sex with him. He wanted to wait until you felt comfortable with him, but now since you were bringing it up it was a lot easier to ease into it.
"Are you--are you sure?" He stared into your glimmering eyes and you nodded.
"Yes, please. I've been so frustrated. I want you so, so bad you have no clue." You pressed your forehead against his and a smile tugged at his lips.
"Really?"
"Haven't you?" You looked at him with nervous eyes and he chuckled.
"Of course, [name]. I just wanted to wait until you were comfortable."
You rolled your eyes. "I've wanted to jump your bones the second I laid eyes on you.'
"Is that right?" He began to lead you to your room and laughed again.
"Mhm." You hummed as he began to lay you down on the bed and he captured your lips again.
He let out a frustrated groan as he grinded slightly against you when you wrapped your legs around you. His lips left a trail of kisses down your neck as he began to grind into you more and more causing you to whimper as your grasped onto his chestnut locks.
"Eren..." You whined as he sucked on your earlobe and grabbed your breasts in both of his hands and began to massage them.
He was getting lost in your moans and the feeling of you against him as his lips ghosted over your sternum and your breath hitched as he wrapped his mouth around your hardened nipple.
You mumbled profanities under our breath as your pulled at his hair and moaned against your skin sucking on it harder.
"Do you mind if I leave anything?" He looked up at you and you shook your head.
"Not at all."
He smiled before continuing his treatment. His free hand twisted your hard nipples and you sighed in ecstasy.
Though for some reason in the back of your head you felt the reason to stop very soon, but you pushed it to back of your thoughts as his fingers began to rub your clit through the thin fabric your yoga pants. His fingers slipped under your waist band as he finally touched your slick folds.
"Fuck, Eren. That feel so good." You whimpered as he began to kiss you again muffling your moans.
You could've sworn you heard the front door open but you brushed it off as just your imagination.
"You are so wet." He smirked against your lips as he rubbed at your wetness and kissed at the apples of your cheeks.
"[hey], name...I--Oh my God! I am so sorry I had no idea you were here, Eren!" Sasha exclaimed as she covered her flustered face.
He quickly took his fingers out of your pants and the both of you sat up straight trying to fix your clothes. The two of you humiliated out of your minds as you tried to catch your breath. "Oh, my God, Sasha we--"
"We didn't think you'd come home so soon. Or I didn't. Otherwise I--"
"No, no, no! It's okay, I thought you were busy cooking or something so that's why you hadn't replied to my text about coming home early from my trip." Sasha waved her hands in the air not able to look at you two. "I'm just gonna be in my room."
"Sasha, I--" You began to get up, but she hurried off to her room and you plopped back down onto your bed.
"I can't believe she walked in on us!" You grumbled hiding your face as Eren sat down next to you putting a comforting arm around your shoulder.
"Her face was kinda funny, though." He snickered trying to lighten up the mood, but you only looked up at him with annoyed expression.
He pressed his lips flat. "Sorry."
You shook your head and threw yourself against your mattress and groaned in embarrassment. "I don't know how I'm gonna look at her again."
Eren stayed silent for a moment before you felt his hand graze over your exposed stomach making you shiver. "So, you wanna keep going?"
You didn't even answer the idiot. Instead you simply grabbed at your throw pillow and hurled it at his face.
"Ow!" He laughed as it bounced off his face and onto the ground. "I was only kidding."
He took your hand in his and interwined your fingers together and you opened eye to look at him smiling down at you. "No, you weren't."
"Fine." He kissed at your neck. You felt yourself getting riled up again. "Let's go over my place in a bit and continue."
Your eyes shot open and he peered down at your expression that was already agitated from him kissing at your skin. "How about right now?"
β summary. you have a new at home ritual in which you sing your heart out while you clean before your husband comes home. this time, though he catches you in the act
β author's note. short af but this makes me remember why i love writing for this man <3
It would be about half an hour before your husband came home, so you did what you found yourself doing for the past week which was doing chores while blasting music in your headphones and danced around the house as you mopped the floor. You didn't hear the sound of the door open, nor the jingle of your husband's keys as he hung them up on the hook that was attached to the wall or the monotone but content, "Honey, I'm home."
He, however, heard you belting out lyrics to one of your favorite songs and followed them to your bedroom as the corner of his lips turned up as he leaned against the doorway with his forearms crossed.
β« You are the dancing queen
Young and sweet
Only seventeen
Dancing queen
Feel the beat from the tambourine, oh yeah
You can dance
You can jive β«
Suddenly, you felt watched so naturally you paused your music and looked up from your handy work to see that your husband was in fact watching you with the most amused grin on his face as he unbutton his black collar shirt.
"Having the time of your life?" He asked in a teasing tone as he starting to approach you.
You felt your face fluster as you could only watch him pluck one of the headphones from your ears and put them in his own ear.
"Come on. You were so eager to 'see that girl' and 'watch that scene.'" He continued to press on before your face contorted in embarrassment.
"You...you are so cruel." You pouted at him grabbing back your earbud.
He laughed out loud as he pulled you into a hug and you buried your head into the crook of his neck.
"I'm cruel?"
"Yes."
"But I was 'digging the dancing queen.'"
"Can you shut up!"
He laughed again as he squeezed you and then put the earphone back into his ear and hit the play button on your phone. Your head perked up as he put his hand on your waist and put your hands around his neck.
"It was cute." He smiled at you and you averted your gaze.
"Whatever."
But the feeling of your inital embarrassment didn't last for very long as you heard Levi sing along to the song. That caused a smile to break out onto your face as he swayed along to the music and you giggled as you followed his steps.
He twirled you around and you continued to burst into a fit of giggles like a school girl. If there was one thing he enjoyed doing it was making you happy and he would do almost anything to achieve that glorious smile on your face.
β summary. college student f!reader is enjoying her meal after her day is done with her three besties, connie, sasha and jean on a unexpectedly nice day. that is until eren disrupts it and her peace of mind and invites them to a party that mikasa, armin and him are hosting. reader had no choice, but to go in the end. what happens when she is unexpectedly face with her own feels? read to find out.
β author's note. y'all this story made me cry laughing writing, but i'm probably going to continue writing light hearted fics for a while bc attack on titan is way too serious now (rightfully so) and i miss eren being his happy and (kind of) carefree self so yeahhhh also this is over 3k words lol
Like any other day after you were done class, you hung out on campus with your friends as you guys enjoyed your post three-hour history course meals. Today in particular was beautiful. It wasn't too hot nor was it too cold. Which was rare for early spring. Usually it would be mid thirties, maybe high forties if you were lucky. But today you could enjoy being in lighter clothes versus your heavier coats and cloggy boots.
"Damn, it is so nice out." Jean breathed out as he put his hands behind his head, closing his eyes and basked in the sun.
"I know right. It's suppose to be like this all weekend. We should go to the beach or something." Connie suggested as he took a bite of his sandwhich.
"Oo, that sounds perfect--Oh." Your face fell at the sight of him.
He was talking up yet another girl. Leaning up against, the brick wall as he made the red head giggle. She was putty in his hands.
"What's wrong?" Sasha asked before they all turned to see Eren looking very smugly at the girl he was talking up.
"I don't like him. I find him disgusting." You grimaced at him as he laughed at whatever she was saying which caused you to stab at your lettuce before shoving it into your mouth.
"What the lettuce do." Connie asked as he pouted at the poor lettuce leaves being mutilated by your utensil.
"Yeah, I obsess and talk about people who disgust me all the time too." Jean retorted raising his eyesbrows at you.
"I don't talk about him all the time."
"You really kinda do." The three of them chorused as they gave each other a knowing look.
You frowned at them as you returned your attention back to your salad, but before you could puncture it once more you heard his voice.
"Hey, guys. What's goin' on?" He took a nearby chair and scooted up next to you and Jean.
"[name] was just talking about how much she loved that shirt on you." Jean gave you a smug smile as Connie and Sasha giggled.
"Oh, really?" Eren's tanned cheeks were now dusted a rosy pink as he smiled at you and looked down at his fitted shirt. "Thanks. My mom just got me this the other day."
You scoffed as you looked at him. Why was he trying to be humble?
"Well, anyway. I wanted to ask if you guys were up for a beach party. The weather is suppose to be nice this weekend so Armin and Mikasa thought it would be fun to host one together." Eren rubbed his hands together flashing you guys his signature smile.
"Totally!" Sasha agreed immediately.
"Yeah, we were just talking about going this weekend. That's perfect." Connie looked over at Jean who was agreeing mostly because of the mentioning of Mikasa.
"Great! I can't wait to see you guys there!" Eren clapped his hands together as he got up from his chair.
"I..." You began to say but Eren was filled wih too much excitement to notice. Your face dropped as he walked away. "...never agreed."
You sighed as your friends rolled their eyes at you.
"Can you stop acting like you're not into him?" Sasha nudged you and you gave her a disgusted face.
"Can you not?"
"No, can you not. You have a huge crush on him, but you're not willing to admit it and honestly it's really annoying." Connie interjected sipping on his water.
"Try pathetic. When are you ever going to get over it? It's been like five years, [name]." Jean crossed his arms at you. "You need to let go of the past."
You dropped your fork onto the table making it clatter loudly against the metal. "You know what. I don't need this bullshit."
And with that you grabbed your things and picked up your food that was no longer appetizing and trashed it.
"C'mon, [name]. Don't be like that." Sasha reached out to your wrist but you tugged it back to your side as you stomped away from them.
Connie sighed as he set his water bottle down. "You know you didn't have to be such an asshole, Jean."
"What? No way. I wasn't being an asshole to her." Jean said looking at him in disbelief.
"Yes you were. You need to apologize to her." Sasha looked down at the seat where Eren had previous sat in and noticed something was left on the chair.
She picked it up and examined it realizing it was the charm that you had made Eren years ago in high school that you used to try and profess your love with as Jean and Connie bickered with one another.
"Guys, I know how we're going to get Eren and [name] together." Sasha said holding up the cutesy charm to the two of them.
"No way." Jean grabbed it from her as he observed it.
"Oh my God. Is that the little thingy that [name] made for Eren to like confess to him or whatever." Connie squinted at it as Jean twirled it around in his fingers.
It was a bear holding a heart charm that you had made out of polymer clay for Eren to give to him on Valentine's Day to declare your feelings for him. You had shown the three of them the cute little charm before you had slipped it into his locker. Jean and Connie were secretly jealous that they weren't receiving such an endearing thing even though they had claimed that it was "Laaaame". Sasha, however, was always supportive cheering you on from the sidelines.
"Yup, and it's our secret weapon." She plucked the bear charm out of Jean's fingers as she smiled mischeviously at it.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Connie doubled in on Sasha's mischief.
But Jean was confused as he looked between the both of them. "No, I don't. At all actually."
The pair rolled their eyes at him. "I guess we're the only two great minds around here." Connie covered his mouth as he spoke to Sasha in a lower tone.
"I can hear you, you dildo." Jean grumbled as he karate chopped Connie's head.
"Ow!" He whined as Sasha giggled at them.
"Well, let's fill you in then." Sasha said ending their little quarrel and then smiled and nodded getting on board almost instantly. They were finally going to start their mission of getting you and Eren together once and for all.
* * *
"What swimsuit should I wear?" You asked putting on your go to black one piece.
"Ugh, no. Put on your lilac three piece with the mini sarong. And, ooh! Add body jewelry around your waist. That would be sooo cute." Sasha cheered as she searched your drawers and pulled everything out.
You looked down hesistantly at the swimsuit. "Are you sure? I mean this one is a little revealing, don't you think?"
Sasha smiled at you as she sat down on your bed."There's nothing wrong with playing it safe, but I wanna see you look hot! There's going to be sooo many cute guys there tonight and I want you to look your best, you know?"
You rolled your eyes and smiled. "Do I have to?"
You turned around and looked at your self in the mirror as Sasha got up and held the bikini top to your chest with a large grin on her face. "Yes, please. You're gonna look amazing in this."
"Okay."
"Really?" Sasha couldn't hide her excitement as she jumped up and down. You laughed at her and nodded.
"Sure, just because I can tell that it's making you extremely happy."
"Yes! Now go change!" She shoved the rest of the swimsuit into your arms and rushed you to the bathroom. You giggled as you had never seen her so thrilled to go to a party. Eren must've promised a lot of good food...
* * *
As you and Sasha had pulled up to the beach, you noticed that party was already in full motion. Dozens of college students in their swimming suits swaying to the beat of the music as their drinks sloshed in their hands. You felt your hands get clammy as you tightened your grip on the steering wheel.
"...[name]...[name]...[name]!!"
"Huh." You turned to look over at Sasha who was watching you have your internal meltdown.
"You look amazing, okay? Just take a few deep breaths with me." She put her hand on your shoulder as the both of you took three extensive breaths before you slapped your cheeks.
"I got this!" You exclaimed to yourself causing Sasha to get riled up.
"You got this!" She cheered you on watching as you undid your seat belt and jumped out of your car.
Sasha linked her arms with yours as you guys entered the party. And you gotta say it was one hell of a fucking party. There were tiki torches, a makeshift bar, and of course, the infamous snack table that was being tended to by Niccolo.
You attempted to keep the table and Niccolo out of view as you waved over to Jean and Connie who were speaking to Marco and Historia.
"Hey guys!" You padded over to them and their eyes nearly popped out of their head. "Jean."
You made a face at him and he rolled his eyes at you.
"Oh, God! [name]! Sasha! You guys look so good!" Historia cheered giving you both hugs.
"Y-yeah, you look really nice, [name]." Marco murmured against his red cup before taking a long swig of it.
"Well, well, well. It looks like Tia and Tamera came out to play. Who are you trying to impress tonight?" Jean asked cocking an eyebrow at you.
You felt your face getting warm as you covered your chest. "What the fuck is your problem?"
"As much as I want to disagree with Jean's phrasing or lack there of, he's kind of onto something, Who are you trying to impress?" Connie pressed trying to hide his flustered expression.
"You know, just all the cute guys here, tonight." Sasha leaned into you giving you a squeeze on both your forearms.
"Well, I think you look super hot!" Historia nudged at you laughing.
"Well, thanks."
"Look," Jean got your attention. "I'm sorry, okay? I was an asshole. I shouldn't have said that shit to you."
You sighed and rolled your eyes. "It's whatever, man."
"So we good?" He smiled at you raising his fist to you.
You smiled back at him and raised your own to fist bump him. βWe good.β
"Yayy!!" Sasha cheered. "Now, you can be hot and happy!"
You felt your face getting hot again and averted your gaze looking off to the side and seeing, yup you guessed it, Eren freakin' Jaeger talking to Mikasa and Armin over by the tiki bar.
His gaze caught yours for a moment and his jaw went aslack just gawking at you to which you quickly turned around. "Fucking hell."
"Oh, he's coming this way~" Jean sang as he looked over to his right and waved.
The trio finally joined your group and you all greeted one another with dabs and hugs, except, well, for you and Eren.
"You look really nice, [name]." Eren said softly to you as everyone conversed.
Your eyes shifted to him to see him rubbing his neck and with a healthy blush on the apples of his cheeks. You suddenly felt hot in the face. "Yeah, whatever. Thanks...I guess.
He chuckled at you feeling a little more confident. "Wow, that's like the first time you've ever accepted a compliment from me."
"Don't get used to it." You took the red solo cup that was offered to you from Sasha and sipped on it.
He only laughed off your usual brashness towards him.
God, he was so annoying.
But really you were beginning to get lost in his tanned skin and toned abs that peeked through the exposed chest of his unbuttoned hawaiian print shirt. And his eyes. His gorgeous teal eyes.
You had to mentally slap yourself out the trance you were putting yourself in.
"Hey Sasha. I thought you'd be by the snack bar by now." You heard Niccolo's voice pipe up from behind you guys and you could've sworn you saw hearts in her eyes. Was it to him, or the food? You had no idea.
As she left your side, you chugged down the rest of your drink. "I'm going to the bar."
You began to walk away from the group and sat yourself at the one of the bar stools.
"You alright?" The buff blonde behind the counter asked.
"No, Reiner, I am not okay." You huffed at him as he gave you a smile.
"Why? You look hot. Enjoy yourself."
You tried to hide your smile, but it failed. "Thanks. I guess, I'm just feeling super uptight."
"Pina colada?" He asked raising the glass he was cleaning to you.
"Yes, please."
"Make that two, please."
You couldn't help but roll your eyes.
"If you roll your eyes any harder they're gonna fall out of your head." He teased as he watched your mutual friend pour up your glasses.
Reiner looked between the both of you as he shook the cocktail shaker. "He's not wrong."
"I thought you were on my side!" You complained, pouting at him and he threw his head back and laughed.
"I'm on no one's 'side'." He laughed looking over at Eren before pouring your drinks and pushed them towards you both. "Enjoy."
You huffed once again as you took a sip of your drink. "The only thing that man is good for is making a good ass drink."
"Damn, right." Eren agreed to the left of you as he took a swig of his drink.
"Why are you following me." You glared at him.
He raised a playful eyebrow at you and smiled as he took another sip. "I'm not? I just also wanted a drink. Is that a problem?"
"Whatever." You grumbled downing the rest of you drink and then set it down. "Reiner, another."
"No, please?" He gave you a teasing smile as he grabbed your glass and poured you another drink.
"Please." You begrudingly said, looking up at him.
He laughed and shook his head. "You are so lucky you're cute, you know that?"
You grimaced at him. "What's that supposed to mean?"
"Nothing." He shrugged you off.
"Let me get another." Eren slid his glass to Reiner with a little force. It seemed almost intended as the glass clattered against the wooden bar. It caught the attention of some bystanders as Eren gave him a bit of a glare before smiling at him. "Please."
A small frustrated sigh emitted from the blonde's lips as he rolled his eyes.
"Oh, boy." He muttered to himself as he prepare another round for him.
Maybe, you were just imagining it, but Eren seemed almost jealous? That had to be something you were simply imagining. Eren getting jealous over you? Impossible.
As Reiner handed him his drink and Eren took a swing, Sasha knocked into him giggling with Niccolo causing Eren to nearly drop his whole drink.
"Oops!" She continued to giggle as she clung to Niccolo's arm. They were a sloppy drunken pair.
You three shared a laugh as you watched Niccolo struggle to pick Sasha up, so instead she pulled him down forcefully to the sand.
"They are so cute." You cooed observing them. They were now started to build a sandcastle that you knew was probably going to turn into some sort of food item.
"Yeah, sometimes I wish I could have something like that." Eren looked fondly at them.
"You're literally always talking up girls any chance you get." You scoffed getting to the bottom of you drink.
"Am I?"
"Yes."
"Do you always find yourself watching me on campus talking to other girls?"
You were about to sneer at him until you got a good look at his face. He was giving you that look. A look you could only wish he would give you in bed when you found yourself "thinking" about him when you couldn't sleep at night. Yes, yes. Your whole bit was hating him, but honestly you couldn't deny that he was unmistakenly hot.
Reiner eyed the two of you before walking away very slowly and you only stayed silent as you sipped at your drink.
Shit, what do you even say that? Yes, I fucking stare at you every time you enter my line of vision? How, pathetic.
Just then you heard Eren's stomach grumble rather harshly and his face contorted in discomfort as rushed to what you could only assume was the bathroom. But as he practically parkoured off his seat you noticed that something fell out of his pocket. You had to hold yourself together because you were laughing your ass off picking it up before your mirth died down completely.
"Oh my, God." You murmured to yourself as you picked up the little charm. You held your breath as you examined the clay bear holding a pink heart that was attached to the original keychain you put it on. You turned it on its bottom and noticed that your initial was still carved into it. "Why the fuck does he have this?"
You swallowed your saliva as you trudged over to the public bathrooms that Eren was definitely currently situated at taking what was probably the most excuriating dump ever. You could only imagine what he had eaten.
You tapped your foot as you could only stare at the charm.
"Hey." You heard his voice behind you and you turned around quickly to see him a bit disheveled, but nonetheless still irresistble. You felt your heart beat out of chest as he peered down to what you were holding in his hand and his mouth dropped.
"Oh my, God. Where did you find that?" He gently plucked it out of your fingers.
"It dropped out of your pocket, I think." You muttered as you watched his eyes twinkle from just looking at it.
"I was looking for this everywhere. I thought I lost it yesterday on campus when I was talking to you guys." The smile on his face was evident. "Thank you. I really thought this thing was gone forever."
"Why do you still have that?"
His smile dropped as he gazed over at you and he felt his face becoming hot. "I--umm."
Your eyes demanded an answer and you were not going to leave until he gave it to you.
"Is it okay if we talk by the water and not the bathrooms. It kinda stinks." He murmured feeling exposed as he fidgeted with the bear charm.
"Okay."
You two quietly walked over to the shore and you sat down on the sand and he followed. He took a deep breath as he played with the charm before putting it back on his lanyard.
"That day when I found the charm in our sophmore year of high school," He paused for a moment smiling down at it. "I was really excited. I saw your initials at the bottom of the bear and I was so happy because I thought you liked me back."
You stiffened for a moment remembering how you had slipped it into his locker early in the day so that he could come by his locker to see it later.
"But then, one of the girls from our class, Kiko, she told me that she actually made it for me. And that she really liked me a lot and then..."
"..And then what?"
He peered over at you to see that you were staring into the ocean and then looked back down to his fingers. "And than Connie, Jean and Sasha told me the next day that it was actually you who made it, but...but I felt like it was too late to say anything. I convinced myself that they weren't your initials and it was just some sort of fluke. So...so I didn't confront you about it and now you hate me..."
"Idiot." You shook your head laughing. "I don't hate you."
You finally looked over at him smiling and he felt warm inside looking at you with wide beautiful teal hues. Tears pricked at your eyes and you turned away. His laugh was like music to your ears. "Why are you crying?"
His hand cupped the side of your face and tucked a loose strand behind your ear and you felt warm and fuzzy inside. "Because you should've told me."
"Well, I'm telling you now. I really," He grabbed your hand and squeezed it. "really like you [name]."
You sniffled and gazed up at him with glistening eyes. "Still?"
He nodded and smiled at you."Still."
"Then kiss me." You said and his grin grew as leaned down to press his soft, plush lips against your own and raked his hands through your hair.
"Fucking finally!" You heard Jean shout from behind you as he raised his arms in the air causing everyone to look at you two.
"Fuck yeah!!" Connie joined him and soon all of your friends began to cheer (and then everyone clapped LMFAO jk).
The both of you suddenly felt shy as your face warmed. Eren's cheeks were flustered red against his perfectly tanned cheekbones.
"Guess, they know you don't hate me anymore." He tried to laugh off the awkwardness.
You hid your face between your legs as Eren laughed at you pulling you to his chest and enveloping you in his arms.
β summary. jean and connie are trying to smoke a blunt, but reader is scared that they'll caught and unfortunately sasha is too busy being passed out to be included in the conversation.
β author's note. actually a fairly recent thing i wrote, and it is purely satire but i hope yall enjoy this
"I--literally everything about this is illegal."
You gave Connie and Jean a blank look as they continues to roll the blunt while they were on duty. Connie rolled his eyes as he licked the end to close it off and passed it Jean.
"Oh, shut up, [name]. You literally always have a stick up your ass."
"Yeah, put it sock in it." Jean chimed in. They both snickered to themselves as if it were the funniest thing they've said.
You looked over at Sasha her mutual disapproval, but she was already passed out. Bread half eaten in hand and all. As Connie and Jean were about to spark up a familiar voice interjected.
"Well, well. If it isn't Survey Corps biggest dumbasses."
You all froze. They were dead. No, no. You were all dead.
You were basically an accessory to the crime!
"It wasn't me!" You pleaded, as you hugged Levi's knees. He gave a slightly disgusted look as he nudged you off his feet, but you were not budging.
Connie and Jean took this as an opportunity to try to sneak off. Keyword. Try.
"And where do you dumbasses think you're going?" It was a question that demanded an answer. And an immediate one at that.
"Uh,w-we were j-just---" Connie stammered. He looked over at Jean for help.
"WE'RE SORRY PLEASE DON'T KILL US!" Jean cried out, as he hugged Levi's free knee. Connie looked at him in disbelief before joining the both of you.
"YEAH PLEASE DON'T KILL US! WE JUST WANTED TO HAVE SOME FUN!"
At this point you were all bawling your eyes out and it took every ounce of Levi's strength not to laugh at how utterly buffoonish you all looked. Although, he did crack the smallest smile.
"You know, I could have you all locked up for your entire lives." His voice icy as ever.
Man, he should get an award for being so dang good at acting.
"WE'RE SORRY CAPTAIN!" You all blubbered. Levi shook his head. Idiots.
"I could make this all go away." All crying had seized.
"R-really?" You stuttered. Your noses were dripping with snot and salty tears oozed out of your eyes.
Connie crawled closer to the bunch of you. "W-what can we do?"
Jean perked up a little and a hint of sparkle was in his eyes. "Y-yeah! Anything!"
"First," Levi spoke up. "Get the fuck off of me." He kicked first you and the Jean off his knees. For someone who was 5'2 Levi was really strong.
"Excuse me?" He narrowed his eyes at you.
"N-nothing captain!" You were literally about to piss your pants at this point. How could you let that slip out?
"As I was saying, I could let this all go away. If," He looked over at the rolled up blunt that was half way put out. "you let me smoke the rest of that."
You all gave each other the same look. Regret.
"You let me in on that stash." He finished.
That was the absolute last thing you all thought he would want.
"You want--" Connie started. "--weed?" Jean's face scrunched up in confusion. And you, you practically in hysterics, rolling on the ground laughing your ass off.
"You--" You choked in tears. "w-want weed?"
You were holding your stomach barely even able to breathe. The captain's eyes narrowed at you and your laughter came to an immediate stop.
"I mean, yeah, totalllyyyyy. Connie, Jean give it to him. Now." You glared at them and Jean handed the blunt over to the captain.
Levi inspected it for a bit and scoffed. "Amatures."
He took a long drag, clearly an experienced smoker showcasing years of sparking up. It felt like forever before he pursed his lips to let the smoke out. You were all in utter awe.
"Damn," He said while taking a good gander at the blunt. "That's some good shit. Where'd you get this?"
"It's imported from outside the walls." Jean replied in a slow and shocked manner. You looked over and him Connie and they were looking at him as if he were the sun.
Now it was your turn to scoff. "Idiots." You mumbled.
"So I'll be confiscating the rest of this." He mused, grabbing the rest of the bag that was on the ground.
Connie and Jean looked like they were going to cry again, but they felt your death glare and snapped out of it. After all, it was their fault that you all got into this mess in the first place.
"As you were." And just like that Levi walked away and you breathed a sigh of relief.
"Look what I got." Connie whispered just as Levi was out of ear shot.
"Give it. Now."
Or at least he thought.
Extra:
"Huh?" Sasha blinked open her eyes to Connie and Jean looking depressed as you laughed at them.
"Did I miss anything?" She asked trying to sit up.
"Just go back to sleep." Connie grumbled.
She shrugged her shoulders and snuggled her half eaten loaf closer to her body as she fell into a deep slumber once again.
β summary. reader is almost late to class but college student!eren informs her that they have a sub and as a result their test is postponed. he learns that reader is struggling in math and offers his expertise.
β author's note. another old story i had to repurpose bc i wrote it in high school and they were all hella young during this time so enjoy (Β°β‘Β°β‘)
Shit. Shit. Shit.
You were going to be late for your last class for the second time in a row which meant if you didn't get there in time you would get penalized by your professor. As you rushed down the halls you shoved past anyone who was in your way and once your classroom door was in sight your eyes gleamed with hope. You were so close--
Fwp.
The sound of your professor's book shutting as the same time you stepped in the room at exactly 3:30PM and you sighed in relief as you slipped into your regular seat. Getting to class on time from the opposite side of campus was a real struggle.
"You know, you didn't need to run like a bunch of hell hounds were chasing you. We have a sub today." Eren spoke, getting your attention.
"Huh?" You looked up to see that your regular teacher was in fact not there making you slump in your chair. Had you just imagined the ceremonious book shutting of your strict professor? So much for trying to get to class on time...
"Hey, don't look so glum at least we don't have to take that test anymore." He nudged smiling at you. You couldn't help but smile back. Eren Jaeger was not your closest friend, but he was close enough. You had known him all through out high school sharing many of the same classes. He was also captain of the Shingeki University Soccer Team, top of his class and--much to your dismay--very popular with the girls. But how could he not be? His soft dark brown hair, tan toned body and those big gorgeous teal eyes of his. He was practically irresistible.
"Can I get your attention." The sub called, gaining the short-spanned attention of college students. "As you may be well aware, your teacher is absent today because of personal issues therefore postponing the test that you were all supposed to be taking." A erupt of cheers filled the classroom. "But you still have a worksheet to that needs to be completed by the end of class." The class groaned in response making the sub gently smile at the young adults just teeming with energy. "It's not a big deal..."
"See? What did I tell ya?" He grinned, taking your focus off the sub and now to him. The way he looked at you made your heart squeeze and you were at a total loss for words.
"U-uh, yeah. I'm really glad we don't need to take it. I kinda suck at math." You admitted, rubbing the back of your neck in embarrassment. Eren's eyes widened in surprise.
"Seriously? I thought you were great!" He exclaimed, gathering a bit of unwanted attention to him. He laughed slightly flustered but his rowdiness. "I mean you know because from what I can remember, when we were in high school you were in all the Honors and AP classes. I just thought that you were super intelligent." His eyes shifted to the floor clearly uncomfortable with the situation he put himself in, but you couldn't help but giggle at him.
"Well, thanks, but really it's just math. It kills me you know?"
"I wish I knew the feeling. I don't mean to brag, but I'm pretty great at it." He triumphed, sitting up straight in his seat making you laugh again. The sub handed you both your worksheets and you took it waving it in front of his face.
"Do you mind helping me out?"
* * *
"That was pure torture." You breathed completely drained from the two hour class.
"Oh c'mon it wasn't that bad." He laughed, clapping you on the back. You rolled your eyes as you two both made your way off campus.
"Easy for you to say." You grumbled, twirling your keys around your index finger as you made your way to your car.
"Okay, I'll tell you what," He spoke, leaning up against your hood with his hand shoved into his pockets. The sun glistened on his body and the way he grinned at you with his sparkling eyes made you weak in the knees, but you simply raised an eyebrow at him. "I'll be your tutor."
"My tutor?" You repeated, looking at him incredulously. This guy was just full of surprises.
"Yeah, how 'bout it? I mean we're pretty good friends and I'm great at math and,well, you kinda suck at it. It's perfect." He smirked, showing his white teeth. You sighed and unlocked your car.
"Yeah, alright." You finally agreed, and he fist pumped into the air like an idiot as he opened your the driver's door for you.
"You're such a dork, seriously." You put on your seat belt laughing at him.
"Yeah, yeah. Just don't plan anything this weekend 'cuz it's just gonna be you and I." He winked.
"You and me."
"Huh?"
"It's you and me. Not you and I." You corrected blandly waving him off. "Don't worry since I'm great at english. " You mimicked. "I'll help you out." He simply laughed and waved as he ran over to his car.
"See ya tomorrow at 3."
β summary. cadet f!reader bumps into commander erwin who spills piping hot coffee onto her shirt which turns reader into a blubbering mess. erwin ends up inviting her to his office...
β author's note. these are some pretty old stories that i just wanted to post to put my blog out there!! also reader is of age!
It was Saturday which meant that the cadets got a day off and on this rare day it also meant that your superiors got a break from their endless piles of paperwork. You stretched and yawned as you did you everyday morning routine, but instead of changing into your regular uniform you slipped on a white v-neck and your matching grey hoodie and sweatpants that had the Scouting Legion's logo. As you made your way down stairs you bumped into something quite bulky, but when you actually took a gander at what was in front of you you realized you had just bumped into your Commander.Β
He was completely dressed down in your same sweatpants, a light blue and white striped short sleeved shirt and white slippers?
"Cadet [name], I apologize. I had no idea you were there." He suddenly spoke, trying to pat your shirt with a napkin.
"Huh?" Was all you could muster up until you turned your attention to what he was currently doing.
And then it hit you Erwin spilled steaming hot coffee on your hoodie and, boy was it hot as hell, but you knew better then to panic in front of him.
"It's fine, really." You said through gritted teeth feeling the sudden heat on your chest and neck.
"I just spilt scorching coffee on you and you're totally 'fine'?" He raised a thick eyebrow at you, trying his best to wipe it up but he accidentally touched your right breast with a bit of force making you flinch.
"Y-yeah."
"Oh, I apologize. I had intention of doing that." He blurted as a slightly blush appeared on his structured visage.
"I-it's fine, Erwin--I mean Commander." You bit your tongue and cringed a little at your idiotic mistake.
Erwin stopped a moment to gaze at you and smiled down at you.
"It's quite alright. [name]." He gave you a genuine smile.. "C'mon let's go to my office so I can get the stain off your hoodie."
You mind felt like it was going to explode as you felt your heartbeat thump through your chest as he led the way to his private workplace.
~ ~ ~
"Sit here while I get the cleaning treatment." He gently commanded as he walked into his closet and you heard him rummaging through his things and then an oddly cute "Aha!" signaling he found it.
"Here it is." He triumphated, holding a spray bottle that a clear green liquid that looked like it had been slightly used.
"I'm going to need you to take that off." He pointed to your hoodie and you felt your cheeks warm.
What is wrong with me? It's not like your just wearing a sports bra. Get a hold of yourself, [name.]
"Y-yeah, sure." You mumbled, slipping off your hoodie and handed it to him.
He smiled as he took it from you and sat in front of you and you leaned over to watch him do his magic. As he sprayed it onto the stain it came out as a foam and then slowly dissolved and it once it cleared it it the brown stain was gone.
"Whoa..."Β
"Pretty cool, huh?"Β
You looked up to meet his cerulean eyes and you didn't notice but your faces were a mere inch apart making your breath hitch, blood pump and of course you face fluster rather dramatically. He blinked his eyes a few times before sitting up straight again and you mimicked his actions. His eyes flickered to your chest and you looked down and let out a shaky breath because the stain leaked through your hoodie onto you pristine white shirt making your bra totally visible.
"I could get that out for you if you wanted."
You honestly had no idea what the hell to say, but there was voice in your head screaming to rip off your shirt already because fuck it, why not? When were you ever going to get this opportunity again? You might as well make the most of it.
"You know, Erwin, I'm beginning to think that you brought me to your office for a more personal reason that your keeping from me." You leaned up again his desk.
"You're highly intelligent, [name]. It's one of the many things that I admire about you." He said, getting up from his seat and stood in front of you.
You breath caught when he put his hands on either side of the chair that you were sitting on and he leaned in closing the gap between you too.
"I also admire the way you
look at me. Like I'm the reason you wake up at 4am and work your ass off harder than anyone in your squad and whenever I'm around you speed up your activity. It makes me wonder..." He whispered, ghosting his fingers along your face as he pushed some loose hair away to revel your heated face.
He was so close to your face and you just couldn't take it anymore even though some part of you screamed no and listed all the many reasons why this was just so terribly wrong, but you could not care less. You immediately grabbed his face meshing your lips to collide with slightly chapped lips. He was a bit surprised, but he smiled kissing you back gently as he slipped off your shirt leaving you in your sports bra. You felt warms hand wrap around your body and lift you from your seat and then onto the edge of his desk all the while not taking his lips off yours. The butterflies in your stomach were currently raging as you ran a hand through his soft blond hair that you were sure to leave disheveled when you were done with it. He deepened the kiss making you lean a bit back and he nipped slightly at your bottom lip causing you to softly moan. His tongue soon replaced his teeth, but it didn't seem like he wanted an invitation to explore just yet. His eager mouth deattached from your lips and then ghosted along your jawline and nibbled at your neck making you squeak. He chuckled against your skin making you squirm as you felt a mix of his warm breath and soft vibrations from his mouth.
"C-commander..." You whispered.
"I told you to call me, Erwin. Didn't I?" He murmured into your skin, causing your heart to race.
"Erwin...I-I don't think we should be doing this."
"Are you denying orders, [name]?"
He pulled back and began to move away, but you grabbed his shirt in time to prevent him going anywhere
"Weren't you the one who said not to call you Commander?" You retorted, tightening your grip pulling him closer to your face. "So, now I'm making the orders."
And with that you collided you lips once again and yours mouths fell in sync which surprised you a bit because you actually had no idea how to kiss. There was that one time someone dared you to kiss Eren (which by the way almost got you killed by Mikasa with those cold blooded blue eyes of her that screamed bloody murder) but it was a just a measly peck. You were pulled out of your thoughts when you felt Erwin's cold hands roam your body causing you to shiver and his lips were at your neck biting and sucking harshly enough to make you whine. Your hands went his sweatpants and over his--
"Oi, Erwin! The cadets need--" Levi barged in but he cut himself off when he saw the flustered mess in front of him.
You shoved Erwin off of you and found your stained shirt and tried to cover your chest and flustering like a total idiot. Levi's usually bored expression changed to slightly amused, but the look was mostly in his twinkling eyes as he leaned against the doorframe while crossing his arms. Erwin leaned cooly against the desk in the spot right next to you with his hands supporting him from behind.
"Ah, Levi, we were just--"
"Showing her a new "strategy"? Yeah, I can tell. Just make sure your asses are both downstairs in five because I've prepared one hell of a breakfast." And when that he turned around, but he stopped. "Oh, and make sure you lock the door next time. I don't think you would want me to walk in when your both in a sweaty, naked heap."
You watched as he made his way out and disappeared into the hallway leaving you more than embarrassed, but Erwin didn't seem affected. Instead he turned to you with the biggest shit-eating grin that you thought only Jean could muster up.
"We're definitely continuing this after breakfast. I'll show you my new strategy."
β summary. reader is giving armin an art lesson until things get a little steamy
It was days like these that you craved the most as you rest your chin on his broad shoulder as you watched fascinated by each stroke of his brush. The smile on his face now evident as you wrapped your hands around his waist putting his movements to stop.
"Would you care to tell me why you keep being such a pest?" He laughed, half turning to you.
You bit your lip as you brushed his overgrown bangs away from his cerulean blue eyes making his sigh in content. How odd it was to think that two years ago, Armin was a shy, quiet boy who dared not to speak to a girl with slight intimacy. His hair that had now grown passed shoudlers and was now in a small bun secured with a single elastic and his face had become much more defined, nonetheless still boyish.
"I'm a pest, aren't I? I guess this lesson is over, Arlert." You teased, standing up straight while you crossed your arms.
"Oh, so soon, [name]?" He grinned, turning his whole body to face you.
His smock that you had only gave him a mere fifteen minutes ago was smothered with twelve different colors. There was a small streak of burgundy staining his cheek and his black henley was in quite the shambles. You averted your attention to his landscape painting that was only a fourth of the way complete.
"Get back to your masterpiece, Van Gogh. We don't have all day." You retorted, rolling your eyes.
"Only if you help me." He teased.
You shifted uncomfortably taking interest in the ring that was placed on your thumb feeling a familiar warmth rushing to your face. He laughed as you made your way to him and your grabbed his head forcing him to look out the window. The brush was once again in his hands and you instructed him with which colors to mix to get the right shade.
"It doesn't have to be the same exact color as you see, so don't waste your time." You informed, watching him get frustrated with the five different shades of green that covered his palette.
He huffed as began to paint to again, but you could tell that he was starting to think too much of the task ahead of him.
"Here," You said, placing your hand over his gaining control of the brush. "Don't overthink it. Just...breathe."
He took a deep shaky breath and a small smile creeped on your face at the thought of him getting nervous. You hovered behind him and pressed your chest against his back making the heat of your bodies merge together. A sudden rush of confidence surged through you as you placed your chin on his shoulder, lips a centimeter away from his right ear.
"Now," You began, brushing your mouth against his ear making his body tense.Β
Instructing his hand with small brush stokes, you looked back and forth from the scenery outside your window to the canvas is front of you.Β
"Don't go too hard with your brush, but do go too soft either. "
"So there aren't any tricks?" He whispered barely audible.
"Well, no, but you should always remember one thing."
"And what is that."
Your grin grew wider as you pressed your lips right on his ear making him shudder...you were enjoying this way too much. His breathing became heavier and you reached out with your free hand to grab a generous amount of paint.
"You can never make a mistake."Β
In an instant he grasps your wrist making you gasp and a smirk was now apparent on his face.
"You're smart, [name]," He licked his dry lips. "But I'm always a step ahead."Β
His hand made your own smear the periwinkle paint on your cheek and you playfully squeak at his action. You took a glob of the rose paint and attacked his hair and he grunted lifting you and then throwing you over his shoulder. He laughed as you flailed around and beating on his back.
"Put me down!" You exclaiming, laughing at his gesture.
"Fine."Β
He carefully placed you down and pulled you close enough so that you were chest to chest and he was looking down at you. His fingers caressed the side of your visage and your heart was racing like you had just been running a marathon.
"Just kiss me already." You said, grabbing the back of neck and then colliding your mouth with his.
He smiled as he
obliged to your whim moving his lips with yours and guiding his hands down to your hips. You nibbled on his lip responding with a small moan that escaped his lips and a tightening grip on your bottom. It took you by surprise and you squeaked at his brave move earning him a hard punch to his arm.
"Ow!" He whimpered, rubbing the sore spot with a shameless grin.
"You're such an ass."Β
"Yeah, but you have a great one." He winked, making avert your gaze and his whole body vibrated as he chuckled.
He enveloped you in a warm embrace placing his head in the crook of your neck causing you to squirm a bit as his warm breath tickled at your skin.
"I hate painting, but I wouldn't mind doing this everyday with you."
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