Attack on Reader: Attack on Titan one shots

Bertholdt x Reader: The Spring, Pt. 2

(Hey guys! Sorry for the wait, but here's part two! I've actually had writers block for a while and that's why I'm struggling with writing my stories and your requests. I swear, I will write them, because I really was running out of ideas, but thanks to those of you who requested I'm already planning around some other stories!:) So anyway, I'm still taking requests, and if there's a change you want to see in my writing please tell me. This fanfic is the first time I've actually put my writing to work. Oh jeez, I could go on. Enjoy The Spring pt. 2!!!)

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At first you didn't know what to do. Your initial instinct was to hit Bertholdt for this, but it wasn't his fault he tripped and fell into face first into your breasts. It wasn't like you weren't wearing a shirt, and you also didn't want to hit him because you did kind if like him. So you did nothing. And neither did Bertholdt. After about thirty seconds of just doing nothing you finally found out what was going on. So you did slap him.

"PERVERT!!" You shouted. Bertholdt still didn't do anything. You lifted his head a little to look at his face.

"Are you asleep?!" His eyes were closed and he was breathing out of his nose rhythmically. You didn't understand. How had he fallen asleep?! Had he really hit his head that hard? Was he just really tired? WHAT WAS GOING ON?!?!

You decided not to let him drown and sat him up where you were previously sitting. His torso kept trying to fall over, so you ended up pushing him by the chest to keep him sitting up straight. You sighed. Who knows how long he could be out? Better get comfy, you thought.

It wasn't until after the ten minutes of just sitting holding his chest up did he begin to regain consciousness. His eyes slowly fluttered open and he groaned a little.

"Hey. Bertholdt. Hey. Wake up." You said, giving him a small shake. When he saw you, his head rolled back and he made some sort of sighing noise.

"NO, NO, STAY WITH ME!! YOU HAVE SOME EXPLAINING TO DO!!" You shouted. You gave him a bigger shake and he shook his head and looked at you again. His face immediately broke out in a blush.

"____... Why are you on my lap?" It wasn't until now did you realize how comfy you had gotten. You were sitting on Bertholdt's lap with one leg on each side of his legs, as if you were riding a horse.

It was your turn to blush.

"S-SORRY!!! I'M SORRY!! I DIDN'T MEAN TO-" You tried to pull away and get up but Bertholdt grabbed you wrists and pulled them around his sides, forcing you towards him. You were expecting your head to smash into his chest. You shut your eyes tightly, but the impact was broken by something very soft. You opened your eyes and saw Bertholdt's closed ones. Was he kissing you? What was going on? You pulled away and saw the utter disappointment in Bertholdt's face.

"First you have to tell me what happened. With the tripping and the falling and the sleeping." He sighed and you could feel him get warmer. He blushed a lot.

"I have an anxiety problem. Whenever I get really embarrassed or I stress too much I faint." Now everything made sense.

"So you basically had a blush overload?" You said. His face once again tinted pink.

"Yeah..." He said.

"Well, don't faint again." You slowly moved your face towards his and stopped barely an inch from his face.

"...Why?" You don't know what made him ask, but you had to respond somehow. And you didn't need words. You leaned forwards and kissed him. Finally you were able to tell him how you feel, and according to him, you didn't need to tell him twice.

He immediately put his hands around your thighs and pulled you forward. You were unbelievably close to him. You placed your hands around his face, cupping it in you hands as he snaked his arms around your back, as though he was refusing to let you go. You didn't mind.

You broke the kiss to catch your breath. Bertholdt ran his hands under your shirt along you back, giving you chills.

"It's too bad we don't like each other." You giggled. Bertholdt smiled.

"A real shame." He kissed you again. I guess it's okay if one person knows about my spring, you thought.

Yeah.

It is.

(So that was fun!! I'm just gonna say I thought I was gonna be a lot less busy than I am this summer. I'm probably going to binge-write some stories and then post them on different days. Those of you who requested stories, I swear, they're coming. I actually have some really good ideas I'm sure you guys will like. So just hang tight!! Until next one shot, keep reading!! Also, sorry this one was so short. I basically told all of the story in the first part. So, sorry.)