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You were on your tiptoes, even if you were given averagely tall, you could not reach the top of the Christmas Tree still. Grunting in deafeat, you sat down on the nearest chair and put your hand on your chin, thinking of a way to get to the top parts of the tree.
A plan bubbled in your mind as you looked back at the chair you were sat down on, and stood up. As you placed a hand on the back rest of the chair, you noted it was a little wobbly, unstable even. Could it be safe if you stood on it? Well as long as you won't move too much, you guessed it would be fine.
The legs of the chairs made scraping sounds as you pulled it near the tree. Giving it one last wobble, you flung both your feet in the flat surface, and started mending the tree.
Ah, this might not be your brightest idea yet, it's one of those brilliant ideas of yours that sent you tumbling down the floor bum first. You felt out of balanced, and your body weight was sent falling to the right side. You closed your eyes, bracing for the impact that resulted from your geniusness. You were surprised, however, that the said impact did not arrive, and you open your eyes to see the gentle giant. You were wrapped in his arms, as if you were gift, and he was the Christmas wrapper.
"Bertholdt!" You exclaimed, relieved that you did not have to endure the painful blow. "Thank you, really."
"Y-you're, uhm, welcome, [F/N]." He gave you a small smile and placed you on the ground, and as soon as your feet touched the wooden floor, you turned to the much taller male and asked him if he could lend you a hand. As he quietly agreed, you said an energetic thank you and handed him the things he needed to put on the upper portion of the tree. You were glad Bertholdt was there when you needed help.
As soon as the tree was finished, the two of you took steps backwards to observe your masterpiece, and lo, the two of you were quite proud of it. Little did you know, as you backed up to look at the end product of your hard work, you ended up standing right under the plant.
The feelong of unfamiliarity shook you to reality as he asked you if anything was wrong, bending down oh so slightly to wait for your response.
You were, once again, on your tiptoes, even if you were given averagely tall, you could not reach his lips well. A small, really swift peck landed on his lips, and he pulled almost right away, as red as a beet.
"Bend down a little further, Bertholdt. I can't kiss you under the mistletoe if I can't reach you." A soft chuckle left your lips as he grew even redder.
"I... uh... I-I..." He stuttered, absolutely nervous.
Eventually, he gave in and leaned down, giving you the ablilty to reach his lips. And as you lips touched once more, a little longer, you could feel the heat on his face.
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"Give me more effort cadet (l/n)!!"
Giving out an irritated huff of air, I tried to push my legs to go faster, But with each pounding step I took it became harder and harder to keep going and the sun that was beating down on the top of my head didn't help the situation I was I either.
All the cadets, had to run for three hours straight due to Sasha's eating habits.
Seriously the girl can't go one minute without food either in her mouth or hand!' I screamed out in my head as I looked for the girl.
I spotted her in front of me, but still near the end of the pack, breathing heavily like I was and a small smirk played onto my lip.
'I hope yo
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"_____."
"Sir?"
Corporal Levi's face retained its usual bored expression. "As punishment for your antics earlier, tonight you will be guarding Jaeger's cell in the basement."
Her jaw dropped. No sleep? What?!
"S-sir, are you serious?"
"Yes," he snapped back. "Now get your ass down there."
_____ squeaked, and started with a jump towards the basement. The sun was setting, casting an orange glow on the ancient carpet of the hallway. She shivered a bit, feeling the chill of night seeping into the poorly heated building. Winter was fast on its way.
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You fidgeted glancing up at the boy who had you pressed against a wall.
Reiner simply stared down at you. One hand was flat against the wall while the other rested on his hip. He purses his lips, you had been driving him crazy for sometime now.
You chewed on your bottom lip. Had you upset him somehow? "Reiner?" Before you realized what was happening, the blondes lips were covering your own.
Your color orbs widened. To say you were in shock at the moment would be an understatement. Your hands flew up to grasp at the jacket of Reiners uniform.
Reiner grinned into the kiss, he pressed himself fully against your body earning a gasp from you.
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