Yeah, HI.

I am so sorry about the no updates at all thingy, and that I keep making new stuff and forget about the old stuff I actually was supposed to write and ugh

I'm just so obsessed with SnK and I'm having a hard time looking at anything else right now, but I swear, I'll finish it all some day

SOME DAY

NOT SOON but I promise

Anyway, here you go. Better than nothing.

This was utter bull shit.

There he was, shoveling shit out of the horse boxes, for the hundredth time in a week, he was cleaning the stables, alone, in the late evening, tired, embarrassed and kind of cold from the lowering temperatures that emerged at the first hours after the sun had set. The trees outside was merely shadows, reaching up to the darkened sky, their leaves whispering to each other as the chilly wind flew by. The windows on the hard stone walls were weakly lightened up by the candles in the dorms, containing the other cadets chatting to each other before the seniors would come in about half an hour to order them all to go the fuck to sleep.

And here he was, once again, scraping old horse crap out from the bottom of the boxes. Because he had run into Levi, and as if couldn't have been enough to make the Captain mad, he also embarrassed himself by having a huge bulge in his pants without noticing.

Well, the only fucking thing that missed was a hoard of titans. Then it probably couldn't get any worse. Titan was the only things that could make anything at their worst.

Eren suddenly tightened his grip around his shovel, and slammed it onto the ground, startling a couple of horses.

"This is fucking worth vomiting over! Why the fuck do I have to endure this shit, why does ANYONE have to, who decided this, why did they decide that, I'd fucking shove a sword IN THEIR ASS!" he yelled, out of the frustration, that had been boiling in his chest for some time by then. It wasn't his fault for messing up so badly. He didn't do it deliberately, it was always an accident, but somehow, he always got smeared with shit in his face because he was the center of the accident, the cause of the accident, or just NEAR an accident. He kicked an empty bucked, which flied right outside the stable, loudly clattering a few meters into the yard.

"Of all the things that could have happened..."

… if he wasn't so stupidly attracted to Reiner, God knows what Eren could have been doing right then. He could have been sitting in his bed, bothering Jean or something, instead of having to clean the stables that evening and next morning.

He groaned, annoyed by his ridiculous fate, and gently kicked another bucket over.

"Aren't you a bit edgy today, huh?"

Eren gasped sharply and spun around in horror, already recognizing the voice before saw the person right behind him.

"I mean, a bit more edgy than normal, you're always edgy!" Reiner grinned at Eren. He was standing in the stable door opening, with the bucket Eren had kicked earlier in his hand, before he stepped forward and put the said item on the stable floor.

"W-what... why are you here...?" Eren stammered out. The blonde shrugged lightly at the question.

"You've been scooping faeces pretty much everyday in this month by now. Figured I'd help a bit out." Reiner said, and picked up Eren's shovel from the floor. Eren was a bit tongue tied for a second, before he grabbed the shovel from Reiner's hands.

"Y-you don't have to do that! You don't have to stay, uh...!"

He had blurted it out so fast and sudden, that Reiner looked a bit surprised. Eren panicked, and quickly attempted to save the situation from another fatal awkwardness.

"Uh, I mean, I don't need any help, I'm fine. I can handle it myself." He said. There was only two seconds of silence, before Reiner laughed a bit.

"Well, I don't know how you act when you don't need help, but I'm just guessing you wreck a palace or something." He said. Eren immediately imagined himself tearing down the place as his titan form, almost scared half to death by what the Captain possibly would have done.

Reiner apparently realized what he had just said, and slapped Eren's shoulder.

"Hey, don't worry, man, the more, the better, it'll go faster, and before you know it, you'll be snuggling in your bed. What 's to loose here?"

'… the sad pieces of my remaining pride?'

Eren wanted to say that out loud, but he knew that Reiner would question it, and right now, he didn't wanted to answer curiousness, he wanted to get away from the blonde before it was too late. Those shards of pride could be shattered even more.

Maybe more than his pride would shatter, now that it was Reiner he was able to fuck up in front of.

Eren sighed and turned his back to Reiner, mumbling that it was okay for him to help.

"Ah, fuck." Eren began to brush off the horse crap that had fallen upon his jacket. But as his fingers touched it, he almost swore again, as it stuck to his hand like goo.

"What now?"

Reiner stuck his head out from one of the boxes, a second later.

"Nah, uh, I-I just got some on my clothes, wait a sec..." Eren said, and went over to a haystack, grabbed a handful and began to dry the dirt off his palm. Unfortunately, it didn't help a lot. He got some off, but on the same time he spread a wider and thinner layer over the surface, and he groaned in irritation.

"Why don't you just wash it with water?" Reiner said, shoveling a last scoop of smelly droppings into the now overfilled wheelbarrow.

"Wait, I've got this." Eren said, insistently. He started to rub the hay harder against his palm, but now some of the strays started to go off and glued onto his hand. He swore, and took a new handful hay, but the result got worse.

'Why can't anything go right these days...?!' He thought, and he was so close to hiss it out.

Eren nearly jumped, when two arms from behind grabbed his hands with a wet cloth and began to clean them.

"H-hey, wh-what are you doing?!" Eren stuttered.

"Well, you wouldn't listen, and so I decided to take action. Now I understand why Mikasa is after your ass all the time, you can barely make a rational choice." Reiner said. Eren could hear the smile in his voice, and felt his ears get warm. Was it really because of that...?

His thoughts quickly moved onto another subject, when he realized that Reiner was unbelievably close to him, almost hugging him, from behind, and...

He could actually feel the blonde's warm breath tickling his neck hairs...

And the way Reiner's hands touched his frequently as he wiped off the filth on his hands...

'Oh, no.'

That was everything Eren thought, before looking down, startled. To his absolute horror, it had already begun.

His pants tightened up and too soon it left no place for his throbs to be. His face became warmer, so warm he could have sweated. He shivered a little, and his breath got hitched.

"Eren?"

Eren yelped in surprise, and turned around in haste to face Reiner.

"W-what, I d-didn't, I don't..." He said, not really having the slightest idea what he was about to say. When Reiner arched his brow, the brunet instantly got grabbed by fear.

"Wooow... Eren, you look a bit... red... are you sick?" Reiner mumbled. He stuck out his hand to touch Eren's forehead, but the boy instantly stepped back.

"N-no, don't touch, don't!" He managed to say, with his voice cracked into a higher note and made him sound ridiculous. He smacked a hand over his mouth as to keep it shut, but at the same time, he was still stepping backwards, and he tripped over his own feet. It happened in a split second, but Reiner reached out for him almost immediately.

"Oops, watch out there-!"

For a few seconds, he wondered where he was. He felt like he was wrapped in warmth, yet he couldn't really feel any physical contact with anything else than the haystack beneath him. He wasn't really sure what he was staring at, only that it was moving, and he could hear...

… breath.

Heaving.

He was looking at a chest.

Muscular.

Through a dark green shirt.

With a leather belt strap across.

He moved his view along the chest, and looked down an arm. A strong, big arm, that held up...

"Uh... uhu... umhu..." Eren started to realize where he was and more. He felt as he was on fire, as he carefully started to look up, and his eyes met Reiner's.

"Heh... you need to watch where you're going..." Reiner whispered, feeling awkward. It was... what could he say...? Obscene? Because he was hovering above a smaller guy, on a haystack, alone in a stable, away from any prying eyes...

Reiner perceived, how incandescent Eren's face was, as it seemed to pump out clouds of steam. It looked like the brunet was about to explode, but his facial expression was so peaceful and vacant, like he was lost in a day dream or something.

"Eren...?"

When Eren actually didn't even react, Reiner started to get worried. What was going through that guy's head? He called his name once again, but he still didn't respond.

And Reiner only watched, as Eren slowly reached around his neck, coating it with his palms in a careful manner, like he was handling a very fragile porcelain plates, and the thumbs gently caressed his soft earlobes on each side of the head.

At this point, Eren wasn't even thinking anymore. He was just feeling, smelling, looking, hearing, almost tasting. His hands kind of moved on their own, and he stared deeply into those golden eyes. The body warmth that seeped out and coated him in such a gentle manner, and that force that hid in the muscular body. He observed every corner and every detail on the strongly build face, nothing was out of place, and everything caught his attention. It was impossible for him to look elsewhere, and he was concentrating so hard on just sensing every bit of this person before him, that he barely saw that Reiner was bending his big arms, moving closer to Eren. He only noticed how Reiner was moving, his muscles flexing, and that weak sound of two heartbeats, mingling their rhythm together.

Then gently, Reiner grazed his lips. Eren was in a daze, his eyes closed, his arms around Reiner's neck, grabbing onto his shirt. It was... a weird and dreamy feeling. So gentle, soft and... nice. It felt nice. His tummy felt like it was being tickled from inside, and he felt all fuzzy like a cloud. When a hand stroked his cheek, he opened his eyes a tiny bit, to look.

His eyes met with Reiner's, who was gently caressing Eren's jaw with his fingertips.

It took them a minute or two to slowly draw back.

None of them said anything.

Eren then covered his face with his shirt, shivering with embarrassment.

This time he had messed up pretty bad, hadn't he? Couldn't things for once go his way? He didn't sign up for this at any point of his life, and yet...

"Hey now..."

He felt Reiner's hand lay itself upon his head and mess up his brown hair. It just made him feel more awkward, and he twisted and squirmed to lie sideways under the bigger boy.

"Sorry..." Eren mumbled. Reiner looked at Eren with a lifted eyebrow for a second, and snorted in amusement.

"What are you apologizing for? There's no harm done, right?" He said, grinning widely, though his cheeks sprayed with a hot pink.

"... But that probably weren't meant to happen, were it..." Eren's voice was now so soft that he was almost whispering, and he was so damn adorable, tucking his face away in his sleeve, trying to not get eye-contact with Reiner.

"I guess not." Reiner said, the smile fading a little.

For one more moment, they stayed in that position, Reiner hovering above Eren with his arms holding him up. Then, he rolled to lie on his back beside Eren, looking up at the stable roof.

"... It's okay, though. It was just a kiss. Nothing happened." Reiner said. He said it in hope to calm Eren down. And, well, he didn't mind, either. Kisses were nice and innocent, and this had just been out of...

Out of what?

Reiner stared up at the roof above him, when his mind made up questions.

Why had they even? It seemed like it had just been a spontaneous move from both of them. Which would give sense. Eren was one of the most impulsive people he had ever known, but for Reiner himself to do such a thing out of nowhere...

He rubbed out a hay stray that was irritating his eye, and he wondered strongly what he had just done. Out of concern, he looked over at Eren, but the other was still lying in a shrimp-like position, with his back to Reiner. He could of course see, that the tips of Eren's ears were red, and he was still shivering lightly.

"Eren?"

He called out his name, but like before, he didn't get a response. He waited for an answer for a few seconds more, just to be sure, and called out again. It didn't seem like Eren would react, either because he was too embarrassed to answer, or simply too embarrassed to notice.

Reiner silently sat himself up on his elbow, and leaned a bit over, trying to see Eren's face. It only resulted in a bit more view to the cheek, which was dusted in red blush. From that position that he was in, Reiner could just see Eren's eyelash, softly bending upwards like a bow, matching his hair colour. Carefully, Reiner leaned even more forward, to see Eren's face, but it wasn't possible, no matter how much he leaned.

Eren didn't dare to look at Reiner. There would be no way that Reiner didn't know by now. Why Eren was so weird in front of him, why the brunette stuttered when he talked to him, why the smaller boy shifted his weight on his feet way too often in his presence. It was impossible to not notice. The others had probably noticed, too. Maybe they were even joking about it right now, in the dorms. Maybe they had known it all along.

The more he thought about it, the scarier it got, and he clenched his hands into fists, holding his breath. The whole situation (and the increasing lack of oxygen) made his head spin, and he tried to pull ideas of what to do out of his head. It was hard, he was still in a state of daze and panic and fluster and other intense feelings, and they threw around his thoughts and made a mess of his head.

One particular crazy thought strained him in a flash, and almost scared him shitless.

'What about confessing?'

It could have made him scream, but instead, he gasped in sharply, though the thought still scared him, and he instinctively rolled around, without realizing before it was to late, that he had forgotten that Reiner was right beside him.

It was weird, how he found himself staring at that chest again. It had seemed like he had miscalculated where Reiner's face must have been, too. As Eren looked up, he locked eyes with the bigger boy once again. Reiner looked a bit taken back, his lips slightly parted and his eyes mildly widened. He was leaning halfway over Eren, and he was so close to the other, that the dark brown locks of hair tickled his nose. He blinked with his golden eyes to regain sanity, while Eren just lied there, staring vacantly with his big, green eyes, looking almost enchanted.

Before any of them could get their brains to work properly again, steps from the yard reached into the stable, awakening a state of panic in the both of them. And the deep voice purring from the same direction didn't help much either, as the teenagers recognized it as a voice of someone superior to them.

"Cadet Eren, I hope your job is done, you little brat."

And that's that. Wait up for the next chapter that I have no idea what's going to contain.

I'm such a scum.