KK: Look, I'm alive! After, like, a year and a half! Haha, whoops ^-^; Anyway, I've gotten into AoT recently and so I started coming up with various Bertholdt angst-that's another story-and then switched over to OTP prompts. So enjoy some ReiBert and JeanMarco fluff! I'll hopefully switch between the two every chapter~.

Prompt: "I tried to call a crisis hotline but got one number off and started ranting for 10 minutes before you got to speak and tell me I got the wrong number but now you're worried about me and telling me not to hang up"
Pairing: ReiBert


Bertholdt Hoover wasn't always a happy guy. Rather, he was a quiet guy who thought he was abnormally tall. Freakish, even. This just ended up getting him all nervous-he looked weird in some clothes, he had to bend to get in doorways...And living with his homophobic aunt was not helping. Sure, his parents were there and they tried their best to stand up for him-he was their son, after all-but it was his father's oldest sister and, well...Yeah.

He loved his parents and aunt, really he did, but it was a feeling of suffocation when they were around. Being gay...Being (somewhat) openly gay, rather, was near impossible with his aunt. And it made him so...So...
Upset, anxious...
Depressed.

'Don't think like this, Bert,' he told himself. It was no use now, though. The spiral down was already starting. Feeling his breath increase to a more rapid pace, Bertholdt let out a small curse. "F-fuck," the twenty-two year old muttered, placing a hand over his chest in an attempt to calm down. Grabbing his tablet and sitting down in an awkward position, he quickly opened an app and shuffled through the writing before coming across a number he'd labeled as 'anxiety hotline' before typing the number furiously into his phone.

Not even bothering to check the number-it was right, of course; he'd called this number several times-Bertholdt dialed the number. It only rang once before a somewhat gruff sounding voice picked up, answering with a 'hello'?

Now Bertholdt wasn't someone to rant or cry, let alone talk. Not even to someone working for an anxiety hotline. But he just felt something inside him break at that moment-likely his aunt's comments from earlier gnawed too much into his heart-and next he knew, Bertholdt was a sobbing mess on his bed in an extremely uncomfortable position and was spilling his heart out so some person he didn't even know.

"Um, dude, are you ok?" The voice on the other side of the call asked. Bertholdt paused, letting out a slight hiccup. "H-huh?" He managed to let out, voice giving away his confusion. "That sounds really tough," the other male added, "Life is supposed to be rough and all, but that's just...Yikes. Have you thought about going to a psychiatrist or something?" Silence filled Berholdt's room before the situation started making sense. He held the phone away from his ear and stared down the number.

Wait just a second. He dialed the wrong number...He dialed the wrong number. Dread filled the collage student's brain as he flung into a sitting position and bit back a curse. "I-I'm so sorry," he whispered, "I didn't mean to call you; I-I got the wrong number-" The voice cut him off;"It's fine, it's fine," the other person spoke, "I'm not doing much here anyway." Bertholdt heard a small sound of protest coming from a different person who must have been sitting with this mysterious...person. "Uh...I can hang up now-"

"No, don't you dare. I'm coming over there right now, ok? Where do you live." Oh man, this was weird. First Bertholdt calls the wrong number and now said person is asking for his address. "Oh, and what's your name?" Was quickly added.

"B-Bertholdt," he stammered out before adding his address. "Bertholdt?" The phone person asked-Bertholdt shivered at the sound of this person trying out his name, "I like it. I'll be over there in a few minutes, Bertholdt."

"O-oh," Bertholdt breathed out, "Ok...?"

"Reiner. The name's Reiner.
"Y-yeah. Ok, Reiner-..."


KK: Well there we go. I almost had Reiner's part as well, but I decided against it. Heh, oh well. Anyway, sorry for any OOC! (I'm still a little new to AoT, after all!) Please review, maybe, and I hope to see you next chapter!