When He Walks In On You In A Towel

~ REVISED ~

A/N: I thought I'd write more since I'm on summer break. My apologies!

Also, Eren was challenging for this chapter, and I don't know why.

Disclaimer: Attack on Titan does not belong to me; I only own Lyla, my OC, and the mini-stories for each scenario. The cover image does not belong to me, as I found it on Google Images.

~ oOo ~

JEAN

It had been a taxing day. Now that you were in the Scouts, you trained day in and day out. What made it ten times worse was that Captain Levi had taken an interest in your strength and requested that you join his squad from Commander Erwin. The Commander agreed, which meant you had to train harder to keep up with your comrades. Each day, you crawled out of bed, dressed, ate breakfast with your friends, and immediately went to train with your squad.

And you were always drenched in sweat at the end of the day.

Some days, you were perfectly fine with rinsing with a washcloth as you tried to remove the excess seat that coated your skin. Today, however, you were a complete mess. It had rained slightly in the afternoon, which gave you the perfect opportunity to fall face-first into a puddle of mud. You then suffered from a nosebleed after being smacked right in the face. And, to top it all off, you were, yet again, drenched in sweat.

So, by the end of the day, you wanted nothing more than to shower and wash the stress from the day away.

Leaving the rest of your squad outside, you excused yourself and made your way to your room, waving at your friends as you passed.

"Lyla, where ya going? It's almost time for dinner!" Sasha called, her eyes widened as she stared at your appearance.

Chuckling, you rubbed the back of your neck. "I'll be there soon, guys; I just wanna shower real quick. If you see Jean, tell him I'll be there soon, ok?" You left your friends as they agreed and went upstairs toward the living quarters.

Once in your room, you quickly stripped, having to peel off your clothing as it was stuck to your skin because of the dried sweat. You groaned, annoyed that it was taking this long, but once everything was removed, you sighed. Turning the shower on, you waited for it to become warm. Staring in the mirror, you brushed through your locks, wincing at the amount of knots in the long tresses. As steam entered the room, you stepped into the shower, and an instant groan released from your lips as the hot water ran across your sore and tired body. You merely stood under the water momentarily, allowing it to soak your hair and wash away your pain.

Lathering your hands in shampoo, you cleaned your hair, enjoying this moment of peace. There were no worries about training or the titans. It was just you and a nice, hot shower.

Despite wanting to stay as long as possible, your stomach declared it was hungry. Wanting to eat, you quickly rinsed, turned the water off, and grabbed your towel. You dried the excess water from your hair before stepping out and drying the rest of your body.

"Lyla…? Lyla you in there?"

You barely heard your boyfriend's voice before the door suddenly opened. Your boyfriend - Jean - appeared on the other side, his facade changing from neutral to confusion to utter shock at seeing your current disposition.

You screamed. "JEAN!" Quickly, you scrambled to toss the towel around your body, trying to hide what Jean had not seen. The male promptly covered his eyes, casting his head away as a redness swiftly coated his cheeks.

"Lyla! I-I'm sorry! I-I-I didn't know you were taking a shower!"

"I'm not anymore!"

"Well, I didn't know that!" He slowly moved his fingers until you two were staring at each other. You squealed and tightened the grip on your towel. "I'm not trying to take a peek!"

"Then why are you looking through your fingers?!"

"I swear I'm not!"

"Yes, you are, you pervert!" Stepping forward, you shoved the man outside and promptly slammed the door in his face. Huffing, you threw your back against it, chest heaving in embarrassment at having been caught naked.

"Lyla…? I'm sorry," Jean mumbled from the other side.

You sighed. "You're an idiot, you know that?"

"That may be. But…damn, you have an incredible body."

"Jean!"

MARCO

It had been a typical day for training. Commandant Shadis had worked everyone's asses off as he was preparing the cadets for their second-year finals. The day started with a five-mile run, coordination skills with the ODM gear, hand-to-hand combat, equestrian training, and chores. In addition, the weather had been brutal, which didn't help. It had been so sickly hot lately that you were covered in sweat just by stepping outside after your morning meal.

Nevertheless, you had the training to keep the Commandant happy and to keep you in proper shape.

Once training was over and dinner was prepared, you scarfed down your potato soup in favor of a hot shower and sleep. Marco sat beside you as you inhaled your food, barely giving yourself enough time to swallow before consuming the next bite.

Marc o placed a steady hand on your shoulder. "You might want to slow down, Lyla. You're gonna choke if you're not careful."

You sheepishly smile at the male. "Sorry. All I wanna do is take a shower and go lie down. I'm exhausted after today, and this heat is killing me."

"I agree; it is pretty brutal." Marco's eyes lit for a moment. "Why don't you take a shower now? Your food will still be here by the time you finish, and it might help you fall asleep with a full stomach."

You contemplated the idea, weighing the pros and cons before nodding. "You know, I should've done that in the first place. Are you sure you wanna wait for me?"

He nodded enthusiastically. "Of course, I offered! Besides, I've got Jean to keep my company." He pointed his thumb to the other male sitting across from him. Jean barely listened in on the conversation and just nodded.

"That's me!" He said. "I'm right here!"

The two boys made you chuckle. "Well, if you're sure….ok. I'll be back!" You hastily kissed his cheek, leaving the Mess Hall behind as you raced toward your cabin. Quickly, you grabbed your toiletries and placed your pajamas on the bed before going to the shower behind your dorm.

As everyone ended their day or ate in the Mess Hall, you quickly secured the shower with the best hot water. Undressing, you entered the warm shower, sighing heavily once the heat pounded into your back. The water felt fantastic against your muscles, soothing your aches and pains, only to be replaced with training the following morning. Nevertheless, you wanted to enjoy this moment before repeating everything tomorrow.

Despite wanting to enjoy the shower, you also wanted to finish eating. Maneuvering through your everyday routine, you shampooed and conditioned your hair, brushing through the locks once they were clean before scrubbing your body with your favorite soap bar. The water cleansed your entire body, and you weren't sure if there had been another time when you felt so clean and relaxed. Once done, you shut the water off and grabbed your towel. Opening the curtain, you stepped toward your bin to grab your pajamas, only to realize you had left them on your bed. Cursing, you hesitantly stepped toward the entrance of the showers, peering back and forth to make sure that no one could see you, dripping wet, in nothing but a towel.

Making a run for it, you dashed to your dorm, slamming the door shut behind you as you tried to catch your breath.

"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry, Lyla!" Your skin crawled and jumped upon hearing Marco's voice. Turning, you found your boyfriend standing next to your bed, hands covering his eyes. "I-I-I didn't know you were coming back!"

You sighed, thankful you still had your towel covering your wet body. Stepping around your boyfriend, you nudged him toward the door. "Marco, it's ok. You didn't know I wasn't here."

"Y-You were taking a while, and I wanted to make sure you were ok! I stopped by here, only to see that you left your clothes on your bed, and I swear I was gonna give them to Sasha to give to you in the showers!"

You leaned your head against his back. "Marco, it's ok."

"But-But still! I should have waited! I should have stayed in the Mess Hall and not snooped around! I should have - !"

"Marco!" You sighed, still dripping wet behind him.

He turned toward you, only to cover his eyes once again. "Y-Yes?"

Hugging the towel against you, you shoved your boyfriend outside. "Just go wait in the Mess Hall." Then you slammed the door in annoyance, more at yourself than Marco.

"Um…Lyla?" You could hear him call your name from the other side of the door. "You…you looked very pretty."

"Marco!"

LEVI

There was officially one week left before you and the rest of the Scouts left on the next scouting expedition. You and everyone else had been training nonstop in preparation by going through Commander Erwin's formation to ensure everything was perfect and ready to go. You felt everything was ready and that if you or anyone else were training anymore, there would be no strength left for the actual expedition. Being a squad leader, you commanded your group to take it easy for the next few days in preparation. They were excited, but you reminded them that it wasn't a vacation but that everyone needed to rest and be in tip-top shape for the mission.

They were all so excited that they forgot to finish their cleaning duties. Still new to being a squad leader, you shrugged your shoulders and decided to take on their forgotten chores, the main one being to finish cleaning the stable, which, in all actuality, you didn't mind in the slightest. Getting to work, you spent the last few hours of the afternoon using a pitchfork to clean the individual stalls, providing fresh hay and clean water, and grooming each steed.

You were annoyed that your team couldn't take care of their steeds, but you didn't mind, considering you would instead work in the stables out of all the chores you could be doing. Still, you decided to find your team during dinner and demand extra training in the morning for their carelessness. Only after that would you grant them free time.

"What on earth are you doing?"

You jumped, surprised that someone would still be out in the stables. Though it was still relatively early, dinner would be served soon, and you knew the rest of the Scouts would be waiting in the Mess Hall. Lifting your brow, you noticed Captain Levi placing his beloved mare in her stall.

"Just cleaning up the messes my team left."

He eyed you curiously. "And you're not making them clean at all?"

"Nah, but I'll make them suffer tomorrow instead."

"Hm. Good girl." You smirked at the nickname, loving that it came from the boyfriend you had been seeing for several months. "You plan on staying here much longer?"

"No, I'm almost done. But I want to take a shower before dinner."

He tentatively took a step forward, then took two steps backward. "Yeah, you smell like shit."

You rolled your eyes. "Ever the caring boyfriend you are, Levi."

He let you be, knowing you'd work faster by yourself. And true to your word, you were done within the next twenty minutes, hastily removing yourself from the stables while heading to your room. Though the heat had been brutal that day, you were covered more in stable gunk and horse shit than sweat. Needing to replace the smell, you tore your clothing off, threw them in the proper hamper, and set your sight on the steaming shower in your bathroom.

Once the heat from the water hit your skin, you sighed. You were quick and thorough, wanting to avoid taking a long shower, considering it was time for dinner. With freshly washed hair and skin that smelled like peaches, you felt comfortable facing the world. Opening the curtain, you rinsed your hair of excess water before grabbing your towel from the rack.

"Oi, brat!" Levi could be heard from outside the door. "It's dinnertime; hurry up!"

You were about to answer when the handle to your bathroom jangled and finally opened. Levi appeared on the other side. His typical neutral face was instantly replaced with blushed cheeks and a raised brow. Shrieking, you quickly grabbed your towel and covered your body with what you could. "LEVI!"

But the captain was unfazed. "Geez, why don't you have this locked? Anybody could waltz in here and see you naked." The male cocked his head, and a slight playful smirk fell on his lips, though his cheeks were still red. "Like that."

"C-Can't you see I'm in a towel?!"

"Of course I can; I'm not stupid."

"Then get out!"

EREN

It had been another day of training for the Scouts. You had woken up in the morning, enjoyed breakfast with your friends and boyfriend, and had completed training with Captain Levi. Commander Erwin said you were on track to join Captain Levi's squad to protect Eren on the next reconnaissance mission outside the walls. You found it hard to believe the Commander wanted you on the Captain's squad, but you were perfectly fine if it gave you more time with your boyfriend.

But again, today had been tough. Not only had the Captain been on your ass with the training, but when he had to leave, he left the remainder of his training to his squad members, and they, especially Oruo, weren't that kind to you. He made you run laps, do sit-ups, and do different ODM training with the titan dummies. It wasn't anything you hadn't completed before, especially as a cadet, but this was still brutal.

Oruo had just released you from training, and you carried yourself away from the open fields to headquarters. Eren met you partway, greeting you with a kiss. "How'd today go?"

"I'm tired, and I firmly believe Oruo pushed me too hard."

"Where was Captain Levi?"

"He got called away to speak to the Commander." You sighed, your stomach suddenly grumbling from hunger, causing Eren to smirk.

"Yeah, I can tell they worked you hard. You're hungry, aren't you?"

"Starving, actually."

"Then let's get you some food."

You shook your head. "I'd love nothing more than to shower first and then eat. It'll relax my muscles so I can go to sleep tonight."

He tilted his head. "You sure? Want me to wait for you?"

"Oh no, no! You go et with Mikasa and Armin. I'll meet up with you when I'm done."

He stared at you carefully before shaking his head. "Alright, if you insist." He kissed you on the side of your head. "Be quick. I want to enjoy my night with you."

Leaving Eren, he headed toward the Mess Hall while you traversed upstairs to your room. Quickly, not because Eren asked you, but because you were both tired and hungry, you maneuvered through your room. Stripping your clothes and turning on the shower, you detangled your hair as carefully as possible, brushing through the locks with practiced haste.

Once inside the scolding shower, you moved through your routine of washing your face, hair, and body with a unique scrub you bought in town. All your worries washed down the drain as you scrubbed, feeling better as each minute passed. Your muscles loosened, and although you still felt tired, you felt refreshed.

As you were finishing, you could hear a noise from the other side of your bathroom door, but you ignored it, not caring in the moment. Grabbing your towel, you hastily dried your hair and body, wanting nothing more than hot soup in your belly before ending the night with your friends.

Stepping out, you brushed your hair and dried it as much as possible, loving how it slightly curled at the ends. Feeling refreshed and rejuvenated, you opened the door, cringing at the cooler temperature of your bedroom.

"Hi, sweetheart!"

Your heart stopped when you fell into the doorframe. Sitting oh-so-comfortably on your bed, there was none other than Eren himself. Shrieking, you flung yourself back into the bathroom and closed the door, leaning against it, hoping he wouldn't try to follow you.

"Hey, what's going on?"

"You-you -! What're you doing here?!" Eren had never seen you naked, meaning he also hadn't seen you barely clothed, let alone in just a towel.

"I wanted to surprise you. I thought you might like the company before we head to dinner."

Peeking around the corner of the door, you smiled sheepishly at him. The thoughtful gesture made you love Eren more, but this was your time for a bit of peace. "Eren, I really appreciate that, truly I do…but couldn't you have waited? Until, you know, I was dressed or something?"

His eyes flicked across yours before a smile graced his features, one that was slightly sinister. "Aw, you wanna be dressed when you're around me? Oh, that's no fun." Smiling even more, he asked, "Can I join you?"

"J-join me?"

"Yeah. We can be naked together!"

You promptly slammed the door in his face. "You can be naked by yourself, you jerk!"

CONNIE

"Connie, what're you doing here?"

It had been an exhausting day of training for you and the Scouts. Captain Levi had been brutal with his regime, not letting anyone rest until the drill was perfect in his eyes. It may have taken several hours, but the man was eventually impressed enough to let you and your friends end training for the day. What surprised you most was that the captain ended training during the afternoon, which granted you the rest of the day to do whatever you wished.

So, you decided to take a nice, long shower - not just any shower. You planned to wash your hair, shave your legs, and exfoliate your skin for some much-needed personal pampering time.

Having just returned to your room, you grabbed all the necessary items and borrowed the rest from Sasha. She invited you to lunch first, but you declined, stating you needed this time and would eat lunch when you were done. However, you ignored the evil grin that appeared on her face, wanting nothing more than that shower to question your best friend.

Once in your room, you laid everything on your bathroom counter and in the shower. You knew this process would take at least half an hour, maybe more, but you had wanted to do this for some time, meaning you did not care how long it took.

Stripping, you tired each piece of clothing off and placed them in their appropriate spots, knowing you needed to do the laundry later. You wrapped a towel around your body in the bathroom and started with your face first. Lathering the scrub in your hands, you slowly place it all over your face, scrubbing the substance into your skin.

You sighed.

The smell was delicious, and the scrubbing felt good against your skin. You let that sit for several minutes before cleansing your face, wiping it down with water, and then drying it off. Your face felt fresh and smooth, exactly what you were looking for. Deciding to shower, you turned the faucet on, giving the pipes time to heat to the exact temperature you wanted.

There was a knock on your door. "Lyla? You in there?"

You had barely registered Connie's voice when the door opened, revealing your bald boyfriend. Only when the door shut did you notice your friend at the entrance to your room, his eyes widening at the sight of you from his position near the door.

Neither of you spoke. Your hands were on your towel as you were just about to take it off in preparation to enter your shower. But you could feel your face burn with embarrassment, and if you were feeling it, then Connie was, too, because his skin was redder than you had ever seen before.

"C-Connie! What're you doing here?!"

"I-I…" He stumbled with his words, eyes traveling all over the room, though they occasionally landed on you before moving elsewhere. "I came by to see if you wanted to join me and Sasha for lunch!"

"Join you and Sasha for lunch? But I told her…" You then realized what she had done. "Oh! That witch!" Closing the door to hide your near-nude body, you leaned around the wood to glance sheepishly at the man you deeply cared for. "C-Connie, I, um…I'm about to take a shower. Can this wait?"

His back straightened immediately. "Oh! I-I didn't…I'm sorry!" His eyes snapped shut, and he hastily turned around, giving you his back. "Just…join us when you're done, alright?!" He stepped outside and slammed the door. From your position, you sighed, knowing that was the closest he had almost seen you naked.

You were about to release the towel and finally step in the shower when, from behind your bedroom door, you heard a loud, "I'm sorry!"

ARMIN

You and the rest of your small band of Scouts had been living in the woods during the coup d'etat Commander Erwin was planning with the government. You, Captain Levi, Armin, Sasha, Connie, Jean, and Mikasa had been fighting in the background to try and save Historia and Eren from the clutches of Rod Reiss. After several days and one extensive fight at the Reiss Estate and Orvud District, you and your friends finally had several days to relax.

You and your friends are eating dinner in the mess hall at the Orvud District headquarters. You had the night off, as your duties were to continue the following morning when you were to escort Historia to the interior city so she could be crowned Queen. Until then, you planned to enjoy the evening with your friends by eating bountiful food.

But it had also been a long day, and you wanted nothing more than to enjoy a hot shower. You suddenly stood from your seat, catching your friend's attention.

"Hey, where you going?" Jean asked as he took a bite of his bread.

"Yeah! We were gonna play some card games!" Connie said as he pulled a deck from his pocket.

You smiled. "As fun as that sounds, I want to shower first." Along with Sasha, their faces fell when you waved your hands before you. "I'll be back! Just…give me twenty-ish minutes, ok?"

"Ok!" the three of them grinned as they gave you a thumbs-up. You better return quickly!" Connie stated.

Leaving, you quickly walked toward the room you shared with Armin. You and the handsome blonde had been in a relationship since before graduation, but you only recently started sharing a room. This relationship was your first, but you loved the blonde with all your heart. He was sincere, loving, and highly romantic, which only made you love him more.

Now, you instantly turned the shower on in your room so the water could warm up, keeping the bathroom door slightly ajar. Stripping, you stood in front of the bathroom mirror, looking at your reflection as you brushed your hair, ensuring there were no knots before washing it. About to step in the shower, your ears perked as you thought you heard the door to your bedroom open. You shook it off, that is until the door to the bathroom fully opened.

"Hey, Lyla! Did you, by chance, forget your towel? I found it on the bed."

The door opened fully to reveal Armin as his eyes instantly connected with yours. You both blinked as reality set it, both of you realizing that you were naked for him to see completely. Even though the two of you had been in a relationship for some time, you had not stepped past the intimate boundary. Meaning he had not seen you naked before.

Until now.

Now, knowing what else to do, you hastily grabbed the towel from the rack and threw what you could against your body, unsure what was hidden from Armin's sight.

"I-I'm sorry!" You watched as Armin covered his eyes with a hand, a harsh blush coating his cheeks. "I-I-I thought you were already in the shower!"

"N-No! I was brushing my hair!"

The two of you stood in silence for a quick moment as Armin tried grabbing the doorknob from behind. "Ok! Well, um, I c-can see that you, indeed, have a towel." You nodded, though he couldn't see it. What surprised you was how Armin dropped his fingers slightly to peer at you. "Is there…anything you need?"

"Um…" You could feel your face was burning. "You could…and I mean this as politely as I can…but you could leave…?"

"Ah! Oh! Of course, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Scurrying as fast as he could, Armin left, nearly slamming the door. Sighing, you replaced your towel onto the rack and placed one foot into the shower when you could hear your blonde boyfriend slightly yell from behind the door. "Just so you know, Lyla, you're very beautiful!"

REINER

"Yo! What's up, cutie?"

You lifted your head from the book you were reading. Smiling at the bulky male, you placed your book down and wrapped your arms around Reiner's thick waist. He sat beside you, glancing at the book, always curious about your hobbies.

You and Reiner had been together since the start of Cadet Training. He had watched as you hurt yourself during the first week of training and had volunteered to escort you to the medical wing. From then on, you and Reiner had been nigh inseparable, going so far as to confess to each other mere months later. You were still together three years later and couldn't be happier with anyone else.

His wet lips met your neck, and you squealed at the kiss. "Reiner!"

"Sorry, cutie. You're just so kissable." Glancing at the near-empty mess hall, Reiner added, "Why're you the only one here?"

You glanced around, surprised to find you were one of the few remaining soldiers inside. "I just got lost in my book," you said.

He smiled, having always loved how much of a bookwork you were. "So, you plan on staying in here all day?"

You shook your head. "No. I need to take a shower and then start on my chores. Once those are done," you bopped Reiner on the nose. "You and I can hang out."

His lips pouted, but then a glint appeared in his eyes. "A shower, you say? Need any help with that?"

You jammed your shoulder into his. "Not today, sweetie." Placing a kiss against his temple, you grabbed your book and left the man brooding in his seat.

Once in your room, you placed your book on your bed and began to strip. You turned the shower on in the bathroom and stepped inside once it was warm, automatically sighing at the wondrous feeling. Lathering your hair, you took your time shampooing and conditioning the locks, wanting them to feel and smell good. You weren't sure how long you had been in the shower, but by the time you were done, the bathroom mirror was covered in condensation.

After brushing any knots from your hair, you set to brush your teeth quickly, holding your towel against your lithe frame. Once that task was done, your goal was to change in preparation to finish your chores when the door to your room suddenly opened. The only person who would open the door without knocking was Reiner.

The blonde appeared from the other side of the door as he locked eyes with you, not before glancing at you over. "There's my cutie!"

"Reiner! What the hell are you doing?!"

You ran behind the bathroom door and tried taking cover despite your body being hidden by the towel. Peeking from around the frame, you weren't surprised to find your blonde boyfriend smiling joyfully. "Heh, just enjoying the view, babe."

Grabbing what you could from the counter, you chucked the items at the male - first, your brush and then your toothbrush. Nothing escaped your grasp as your embarrassment coated your skin.

Stepping toward the door, Reiner was gentle as he pried it from your hands, his smile soft as he noticed you tightly held onto the towel for dear life. "Aww, why you gotta be like that?" Knowing what needed to be done, Reiner stepped backward and peeled off his shirt. Your mouth fell at seeing his beautiful mounds of muscles. "Might as well make it equal in here, right? Would that make you more comfortable?"

Hastily, you shook your head, knowing your expression was precisely what he wanted. Instead, you pounded your fist against his chest and yelled, "You bastard!"

He kissed the top of your head. "If you calling me bastard gets me the chance to see you nearly naked, I'd say it was worth it."

You smacked him upside the head. "You dumb-dumb!"

BERTHOLDT

"Lyla? What're your plans for the rest of the evening?"

You glanced at your shy boyfriend of just a few weeks. You had started as friends who gradually became more, growing to the point where neither of you could keep a secret and confess simultaneously. It had been charming, and you remembered the evening as if it just happened yesterday, not several weeks prior.

You were enjoying your dinner in the mess hall, but Commandant Shadis had run training for that day later than planned. This meant you couldn't enjoy your potato soup and bread dinner until later than usual. But that was alright because your friends surrounded you.

Glancing at the male beside you, you swallowed what remained of your meal. "Honestly? A hot shower sounds nice. Besides that, I might fall asleep early. We do have the day off tomorrow, but I'm so damn tired from today."

"Yeah, that does sound nice," Bertholdt commented, smiling in your direction. Reaching forward, he traced your chin before curling a piece of hair behind your ear. "You might want to get a move on, then. It is getting rather late."

"You're right. You and Reiner had a good night, and I'll see you in the morning." You kissed his head before dropping off your plates to their designated spot.

Once back in your dorm, you told your bunkmate where you would be, grabbed the necessary items, and headed to the building behind the dorms to the showers. The male and female showers were a part of the same building, only separated by a wall down the middle. You were fine with the situation as long as no males tried to enter while you or a friend was tending to their cleaning business. So far, after two years, it has been good.

Placing your items in the nearby cubby, you stripped, hissing at the sting of the cold air against your skin. You patiently waited for the water to heat up, and the moment it was the perfect temperature, you stepped inside, sighing the entire time. It wasn't wash day, meaning your hair was in a tight bun at the top of your head for a fast shower. Still, you took your time, merely standing under the hot water as it lathered your tight muscles. There was less than a year before graduation, meaning you had to pick your regiment within the next few months. Even then, you still have several months to train and increase the durability of your solider body.

There was a sudden clang somewhere in the bathroom.

Freezing, you ducked your head past the curtain and said, "Hello?" But no one said anything. Ignoring the noise, you resumed your shower.

Deciding it was time to leave, you turned the water off and grabbed your towel, instantly dripping the material around your shoulders and drying all the excess water off your skin. When you felt dry enough, you walked toward the front area to the cubby with your clothing inside. You were about to change when there was another noise outside.

"C'mon, man! Now's the perfect chance!"

"N-No, Reiner! This isn't right!"

"Geez, you've been going out for how many weeks, and nothing's happened? I'm just trying to speed up the process!"

You shook your head, knowing it was Reiner, with probably Bertholdt at his heels. You don't know why he was there and didn't care enough to understand why. Standing by the entrance, you called out in a loud voice, "Reiner! You dumbass, I can hear you!"

There was a crash on the other side of the door when it suddenly opened. Bertholdt, whose face you weren't expecting, crashed through the door and fell to the floor, his mouth open as Reiner roared with laughter on the outside.

"She's all yours, buddy!"

Bertholdt scrambled to his feet. "Reiner! You idiot!"

"…Bertholdt?"

The tall cadet froze, his shoulders tense as he swiveled in your direction. "L-Lyla?! Gah! I'm s-so s-sorry!" The male moved his attention from your towel-clad body to your face and kept his eyesight there and only there.

You should've felt embarrassed, and truthfully, you slightly were. But knowing Reiner, this was probably his idea, leaving you feeling sorry for your boyfriend. Closing the gap between you, you grasped his shoulder. The man's eyesight wavered, but he still locked on with you. "Bertholdt, was this all Reiner's plan? Did he make you do this?"

He nodded quickly. "Y-Yeah. I'm sorry! I didn't know he was taking me here!"

"It's ok, sweetheart, but can you…leave? I'd like to change."

You'd never seen his face so red so quickly. "Yes! Agh! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The male hightailed it out of the showers, probably on his way to find his so-called 'best friend.'

However, you swore that you saw Bertholdt glance down at your cleavage before leaving. And for some reason, that left a smile on your face.

ERWIN

Being in a relationship with the Commander of the Scouting regiment had its perks. One of which was his bathroom.

Now, all Scout bedrooms in headquarters were gifted their bathrooms, but Erwin's was convenient, with a shower and a tub. It was also huge - almost as large as the bedroom you shared. It wasn't why you loved the Commander, but it was a definite perk.

This morning, you awoke to an empty bedroom. Erwin had probably already eaten breakfast and was in his study, going over the formation for the next expedition, which would take place in the next few weeks. You, yourself, were as prepared as you could get for the expedition but would gladly help your boyfriend if he requested it. Still, there were some mornings you didn't like waking up by yourself, but you understood. If it took enough courage to be a commander, and you thought even more so about Erwin being the commander of the Scouting Regiment,

Slipping from the bed, you went to the bathroom, staring at your image in the mirror before turning to turn the water on for the shower. Brushing your teeth and taking care of your morning routine, you stood before the shower and stripped, ready to stand beneath the warm spray and allow it to ease your tense muscles. You may not have been in a commanding position like Erwin or your friend Levi, but you took your training seriously. You are still feeling the training session from yesterday afternoon, but the thought made you smile, knowing you were well and prepared for the next mission.

Stepping into the shower, you cleaned your body as fast as possible. It wasn't necessarily that you hated showers, but the same routine in the morning annoyed you more than anything. Deciding against washing your hair, you cleansed your face and scrubbed your body, your mind thinking about the chores you needed to complete by lunchtime. Once that was done, you turned the water off and reached to grab the towel from the rack when there was a knock on the bathroom door.

"Lyla? I didn't see you down in the Mess Hall. I'm certain you must be starving." It was Erwin on the opposite side, and instead of waiting for an answer, he slowly opened the door to stare right into your face. It took the man less than a millisecond to register what he was looking at. His eyes widened as you had just placed the towel across your body, your face burning bright red at the notion that your boyfriend had almost seen your naked body. Erwin quickly shut the door, though not before glancing at your body.

Sighing, you knew such a moment was inevitable, considering you shared a room. He was bound to find you, or you were bound to discover him naked. Still, the concept sent a thrill of embarrassment down your spine.

"Erwin…I saw you."

"…you saw nothing," was his reply from behind the door.

You shook your head. Stepping out of the shower, you moved toward the door and opened it slightly ajar, able to peer at the male through the small opening. "You're a silly man," you said.

A light blush coated his cheeks. "I deeply apologize, Lyla. I did not intend to steal a peek at you in this vulnerable state."

She shrugged, already over your embarrassment. If there was one thing about being in a relationship with Erwin, you trusted him with your life. "It's fine. Why're you here in the first place?"

"You weren't in the Mess Hall, so I took the liberty to bring food to you."

"Oh, thank you! Now, no offense, can you please leave while I change?"

"What, I can't watch?" He raised a beautifully thick eyebrow at you.

You poked his sculpted nose. "Nope. It doesn't work like that. Now give me some space, or I'll throw my food at you."

He huffed. "So violent."

"Says the man who barged into the bathroom while it was occupied!"

"I said I was sorry!"

PORCO

Stepping out of the shower, you quickly dried off before wrapping a fluffy towel around yourself. Making your way from the shower cubicle to the sink/changing area of the private stall, you took the towel, bent forward, and attempted to dry your hair hastily. As you were shaking the material around your head, you didn't hear the click of the door until -

"Yo Lyla, you done yet? Let's go get some lunch, I'm hungry!"

Screeching, you straightened, barely molding the towel to your body as you moved away from the door as Porco stepped inside. Eyes finding yours, his trailed from your face, down the length of your body, then swiftly flew back to your eyes. Red coated his cheeks as his mouth fell open.

"I-I-I…!"

"Dammit, Porco can't you see I'm not ready yet?!"

"W-Well, I can see that NOW!"

"Then get out!"

The man smirked and then chuckled. "Can't babe," he said smugly.

Tightly holding the towel around your body, you felt the coolness of the door against your back. "And why can't you?"

"Because," Porco opened his arms as he stepped forward. "I've never gotten a hug from you like this." Your fist landed directly against his nose.

"You fucking jerk!"

ZEKE

The longer you remained in the military, the more trust the higher-ups granted you. This meant that, per one of your perks, you had eventually been gifted a single room. You did not have to share the room with other soldiers; you were granted your bathroom. And since you didn't have to share your room with others, you did not have to share your bathroom. You could take your showers whenever you wanted without worrying about others needing to use the bathroom before or after you.

Needless to say, after viciously training one afternoon and working in the dirt since dawn with the young Warrior candidates, you were ready for that shower when you walked into your room. Clothes were tossed aside as you undressed. You turned on the hot water and stepped inside the small cubicle shower, sighing the moment your shoulders immediately relaxed. Craving some dinner, you quickly scrubbed your hair and body before stepping out, towel wrapped perfectly around your body.

"That felt so damn good," you muttered to no one in particular.

Feeling dry, you stepped out of the bathroom into your bedroom, unclasping your towel from around your body to dry your hair. Standing before the mirror, you bent at the waist, using the towel to scrub away the remaining moisture in your locks.

"Lyla! You home yet?!"

You could barely hear Zeke as he walked through your front door. He was the only individual with a key to your room, and you, unfortunately, due to your part, had permitted him to enter whenever he wanted. Knowing your hair was as good as it would get, you rewrapped the towel around yourself. About to yell out a reply, you didn't see the bedroom door open until you glanced into the mirror before you.

Zeke froze, his hand still locked onto the doorknob, his cheeks pink, and a sly smirk grew. Your eyes connected, but you didn't understand why he looked at you the way it was.

Then it hit you like a ton of bricks.

Screaming, you quickly turned and ran right back into the bathroom, cowering behind the door. "What the hell are you doing here?!" You screamed.

A manly laugh echoed from the other side of the door. "Ha! You're the one who said to come find you for dinner!"

"But you entered my apartment!"

"You gave me a key."

"You should have knocked first!"

"I did, you blockhead."

Peering from around the door, you glared at the elder Warrior, who still smirked devilishly. "I hate you, you know that?"

"Don't care. I got to see you in a sexy towel; I'm fine with your hate."

Grabbing whatever you could from behind, you chucked the items at Zeke, growling in frustration as he turned and left your bedroom, his silky laughter leaving a trail behind the man.

~ oOo ~

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