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BERTHOLDT X READER!!!! XD

You were sitting beside your fellow squad member and best girl friend, Annie Leonhart, while enjoying a soothing cup of tea after training, completely unaware of the two figures that were slowly making their way towards your table.

"J-just f-forget i-it, Reiner." Bertholdt stuttered nervously as he tried to stop yet followed his more muscular friend on his venture towards you.

"Man up, Bertl. I'm sure (y/n) would be more than happy to teach you if you asked her nicely. Not that you've been rude to anyone." Reiner said with a low chuckle, unaware that he was already within your hearing range.

"I'm gonna go out for a bit of fresh air." Annie whispered as soon as both Reiner and Bertholdt arrived at your table making you raise an eyebrow at the said blonde.

"Want me to come along?" you asked her, feeling a bit concerned for your friend.

"No. Just see what these two want from you and meet me at the rooms later when you're done." she whispered giving you a reassuring look before leaving you on your own with the two men.

You couldn't help but notice how Bertholdt reacted when Annie passed by him. How his emerald green eyes followed your friend's movement until she was completely out of the door as if there was something he wanted to tell her. And somehow... the sight of it had always made you feel a bit... uncomfortable.

You had taken a liking to the tall man despite his stuttering and being a nervous wreck around everyone with the exception of his childhood friend, Reiner. Though most people teased him for being timid and weak willed, you had always found those characteristics of him... cute and endearing... To put it simply, you had developed some feelings for the timid man that was currently fidgeting in front of you. Not that you'd ever show it.

"Hey (y/n), is it true that you could speak french?" Reiner asked you straightforwardly as he sat in front you and motioned for Bertholdt to do the same.

"Yes... why?" you asked, eyeing him skeptically as he whispered something in Bertholdt's ear, making the other man's face turn scarlet. 'What are these two idiots whispering about?' you thought as you glared at the blonde man irritably.

"Well you see, Bertholdt here wants to learn a few french words to impress a lady friend of his. Could you help him out?" Reiner asked, winking at you before grinning from ear to ear as he patted his friend's wide shoulders.

".... Fine." you sighed. 'Lady friend huh? He must be talking about Annie.' you thought to yourself as you pinched the bridge of your nose, thinking of some basic french words to teach the still fidgeting emerald green eyed man who was now sitting in front of you instead of Reiner.

"Well, I need to go for a bit. Bertl, just meet me at the usual place when you guys are done ok?" Reiner called out as soon as he was halfway through the door before leaving the two of you on your own in the not so occupied mess hall.

Neither of you spoke for a while as you continued sipping your cup of tea while you continued to think of some basic sentences to teach the man.

"I-I'm s-sorry... I-if y-you d-don't w-want t-to d-do t-this it's fine. S-sorry for bothering you." Bertholdt said as he began to stand up from his seat and was about to leave.

"Sit down." you said in a commanding tone that you hadn't mean to making the boy obliged without uttering a word. "I was just thinking of some words to teach you. So just be patient and sit down." you muttered as you put your tea cup down.

"O-oh... s-sorry." Bertholdt stuttered in replied, completely flustered.

"Let's start with something simple shall we?" you asked him politely while he gave you a simply nod as s reply. "Repeat after me....Mon nom est Bertholdt Fubar." you said while gesturing for him to repeat your words.
(My name is Bertholdt Fubar)

"M-Mon n-nom e-est Bertholdt Fubar...." he stuttered as he repeated your words quite fluently for someone who doesn't know how to speak french.

"J'ai une tête pleine de cheveux noirs et une paire d'yeux vert émeraude...(I have a head full of dark hair and a pair of emerald green eyes)" you muttered as you rested your cheek on the palm of you hand and began playing with your hair.

"J-J'ai u-une tête p-pleine de cheveux noirs et une paire d'yeux vert e-émeraude... ?" he repeated your words in the form of a question with a confused look on his face.

"Je suis timide et faible volonté... et j'ai tendance à bégayer quand je parle... (I am timid and weak willed... and I tend to stutter when I speak)" you said as you glanced at your student who was now furrowing his brow as he struggled to repeat your exact words.

"Uhm... J-Je suis timide et faible volonté..." He began but stopped midway, probably forgetting the words that followed. "S-sorry... could you please repeat that?" he asked you, managing not to stutter that much.

"Mais l'un enseignement moi français semble penser que je suis adorable quand je fais...(But the one teaching me french seems to think that I am adorable when I do...) " you continued completely ignoring his question as you shifted your gaze towards Marco who was struggling to keeping a tight hold of Jean who was currently engaged in another heated argument with Eren. 'might as well say my thoughts.... He won't understand them until I translate them for him later anyway.' you thought to yourself as you waited for him to repeat your words.

"Mais l'un enseignement moi français semble penser que je suis adorable quand je fais...?" Bertholdt repeated your words accordingly and fluently in the form of a question.

"Bien qu'elle le dirait jamais dans les mots que je peux comprendre, elle m'aime... (Though she'd never say it in words that I can understand, she likes me...)" you said as you shifted in your seat and face him and looked directly at the man's emerald green orbs.

"I-I'm sorry... could you repeat that?" he asked politely but you only shook your head 'no' and continued your thoughts.

"Ni elle jamais le montrer dans ses actions.... (Nor will she show it in her actions)" you said, holding your gaze in his.

"Ni elle jamais le montrer dans ses actions " he repeated as he gazed back into your sapphire blue orbs nervously, trying to decipher the meaning of your words in your eyes.

"Comme elle son regard profondément dans les yeux qu'elle a compris... (As she gazed deeply into my eyes she realized)" you whispered softly but loud enough for him to hear as you eyed him endearingly.

"Comme elle son regard profondément dans les yeux qu'elle a compris" he repeated the words carefully, still trying to figure out their meaning.

"simplement, elle n'aime pas moi... (she simply does not like me)" you said in the same soft whisper.

"simplement, elle n'aime pas moi" he repeated, leaning a bit closer in order for him to hear you better.

"mais m'aime... (but loves me)" you whispered softly, still looking at the pair of emerald green orbs in front of you.

"mais m'aime... "he repeated in a whisper, as he gazed at your sapphire blue orbs with the same endearing look in his eyes that you had.

"m'adore... (adores me)" you whispered, leaning closer to the tall man's side of the table with your heart beating wildly in your chest as the words left your lips.

"m'adore..." he repeated softly.

"Je t'adore (I adore you)" you whispered in a barely audible whisper as you momentarily looked away from his eyes.

"Je t'adore" he repeated as he slowly snaked his hands on the table reaching towards your own, slowly..

"Je t'aime.... (I love you)" you sighed as you returned your gaze on his emerald green eyes.

"Je t'aime.... " he repeated your words so endearingly, taking your hand that was resting on the table in his while looking deeply in your sapphire blue orbs as if he knew their meaning making your heart beat faster than it already was.

You could feel your face heat up at his actions and completely forgot how to speak as you continued staring in his eyes.

The two of you stayed like that for a while, staring into each others eyes in silence, completely forgetting about the few people that were in the room. You could feel him lean in closer until his forehead was resting on yours never breaking eye contact with you all the while making you blush a deeper shade of scarlet. His eyes became slightly lidded as he slowly leveled his head closer to yours.... close enough that you could feel his hot breath on your already warm face... while you also leaned in closer, slowly, to meet him half way... you were so close to kissing him when Connie’s voice suddenly called out.

“Incoming!!!!” you heard him say as both you and Bertholdt turned your attention towards the flying bread that was heading your way in such an alarming speed that both of you instinctively grabbed the empty trays that was conveniently on top of your table and batted the bread with all your might which resulted in it flying all the way back to the other side of the room and crashing out through the window making a really pissed off Shadis storm into the room and demanded to know who was responsible for the broken glass.

“It was them!” the whole room shouted as one as they all pointed at you and Bertholdt, who were still holding the trays that you used for batting, except for Marco.

“(last name)! Fubar! My office, now!” the hoarse voice of one really pissed of Shadis growled loudly before slamming the door behind him as he left.

You look at Berthodlt through the corners of your eyes and smiled sheepishly and he did likewise before you both made your way to Shadis’ office for your punishment.

Some time later~

“You know… I didn’t exactly understand the words that you were teaching me.” Bertholdt said, not stuttering one tiny bit, as he escorted you to the ladies’ barracks after the long scolding you both got from your training instructor about respecting public property.

“Oh really?” you mused. ‘Of course not… I never bothered translating them to you, idiot.’ You thought proudly to yourself.

“Mhm.” He hummed in reassurance. “But… I did understand at least two of them… I think” he said thoughtfully.

“oh? And what were those two?” you asked curiously as you looked up at him through the corners of your eyes.

“Je t'aime… (I love you) and Je t'adore… (I adore you)” he said in such an endearing tone as he gazed down at you with those mesmerizing emerald green eyes of his making you widen your eyes.

“Oh? What mind telling me what they mean then?” you asked, daring him to tell you and wanting to see if he would be able translate those two words correctly.

“If I’m not mistaken I think those words mean…” he trailed off as he stopped dead on his tracks making you do the same as you waited for his answer. Bending his lean body down to your level and moving his face close to yours he whispered. “I love you… and I adore you…” he whispered softly in your ear making your face heat up. “Am I right?” he asked curiously with a slight smile and a confident look that was completely new to you in his eyes as he looked straight into your sapphire blue orbs.

“I wonder.” You muttered softly as you pulled your green scarf closer to your face to hide the blush that threatened to surface on your cheeks before leaving him out on his own.

“I should ask her to teach me some French words more often…” he whispered to himself happily before returning back to the men’s barracks.

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BERTHOLDT X READER!!!! XD

You were sitting beside your fellow squad member and best girl friend, Annie Leonhart, while enjoying a soothing cup of tea after training, completely unaware of the two figures that were slowly making their way towards your table.

"J-just f-forget i-it, Reiner." Bertholdt stuttered nervously as he tried to stop yet followed his more muscular friend on his venture towards you.

"Man up, Bertl. I'm sure (y/n) would be more than happy to teach you if you asked her nicely. Not that you've been rude to anyone." Reiner said with a low chuckle, unaware that he was already within your hearing range.

"I'm gonna go out for a bit of fresh air." Annie whispered as soon as both Reiner and Bertholdt arrived at your table making you raise an eyebrow at the said blonde.

"Want me to come along?" you asked her, feeling a bit concerned for your friend.

"No. Just see what these two want from you and meet me at the rooms later when you're done." she whispered giving you a reassuring look before leaving you on your own with the two men.

You couldn't help but notice how Bertholdt reacted when Annie passed by him. How his emerald green eyes followed your friend's movement until she was completely out of the door as if there was something he wanted to tell her. And somehow... the sight of it had always made you feel a bit... uncomfortable.

You had taken a liking to the tall man despite his stuttering and being a nervous wreck around everyone with the exception of his childhood friend, Reiner. Though most people teased him for being timid and weak willed, you had always found those characteristics of him... cute and endearing... To put it simply, you had developed some feelings for the timid man that was currently fidgeting in front of you. Not that you'd ever show it.

"Hey (y/n), is it true that you could speak french?" Reiner asked you straightforwardly as he sat in front you and motioned for Bertholdt to do the same.

"Yes... why?" you asked, eyeing him skeptically as he whispered something in Bertholdt's ear, making the other man's face turn scarlet. 'What are these two idiots whispering about?' you thought as you glared at the blonde man irritably.

"Well you see, Bertholdt here wants to learn a few french words to impress a lady friend of his. Could you help him out?" Reiner asked, winking at you before grinning from ear to ear as he patted his friend's wide shoulders.

".... Fine." you sighed. 'Lady friend huh? He must be talking about Annie.' you thought to yourself as you pinched the bridge of your nose, thinking of some basic french words to teach the still fidgeting emerald green eyed man who was now sitting in front of you instead of Reiner.

"Well, I need to go for a bit. Bertl, just meet me at the usual place when you guys are done ok?" Reiner called out as soon as he was halfway through the door before leaving the two of you on your own in the not so occupied mess hall.

Neither of you spoke for a while as you continued sipping your cup of tea while you continued to think of some basic sentences to teach the man.

"I-I'm s-sorry... I-if y-you d-don't w-want t-to d-do t-this it's fine. S-sorry for bothering you." Bertholdt said as he began to stand up from his seat and was about to leave.

"Sit down." you said in a commanding tone that you hadn't mean to making the boy obliged without uttering a word. "I was just thinking of some words to teach you. So just be patient and sit down." you muttered as you put your tea cup down.

"O-oh... s-sorry." Bertholdt stuttered in replied, completely flustered.

"Let's start with something simple shall we?" you asked him politely while he gave you a simply nod as s reply. "Repeat after me....Mon nom est Bertholdt Fubar." you said while gesturing for him to repeat your words.
(My name is Bertholdt Fubar)

"M-Mon n-nom e-est Bertholdt Fubar...." he stuttered as he repeated your words quite fluently for someone who doesn't know how to speak french.

"J'ai une tête pleine de cheveux noirs et une paire d'yeux vert émeraude...(I have a head full of dark hair and a pair of emerald green eyes)" you muttered as you rested your cheek on the palm of you hand and began playing with your hair.

"J-J'ai u-une tête p-pleine de cheveux noirs et une paire d'yeux vert e-émeraude... ?" he repeated your words in the form of a question with a confused look on his face.

"Je suis timide et faible volonté... et j'ai tendance à bégayer quand je parle... (I am timid and weak willed... and I tend to stutter when I speak)" you said as you glanced at your student who was now furrowing his brow as he struggled to repeat your exact words.

"Uhm... J-Je suis timide et faible volonté..." He began but stopped midway, probably forgetting the words that followed. "S-sorry... could you please repeat that?" he asked you, managing not to stutter that much.

"Mais l'un enseignement moi français semble penser que je suis adorable quand je fais...(But the one teaching me french seems to think that I am adorable when I do...) " you continued completely ignoring his question as you shifted your gaze towards Marco who was struggling to keeping a tight hold of Jean who was currently engaged in another heated argument with Eren. 'might as well say my thoughts.... He won't understand them until I translate them for him later anyway.' you thought to yourself as you waited for him to repeat your words.

"Mais l'un enseignement moi français semble penser que je suis adorable quand je fais...?" Bertholdt repeated your words accordingly and fluently in the form of a question.

"Bien qu'elle le dirait jamais dans les mots que je peux comprendre, elle m'aime... (Though she'd never say it in words that I can understand, she likes me...)" you said as you shifted in your seat and face him and looked directly at the man's emerald green orbs.

"I-I'm sorry... could you repeat that?" he asked politely but you only shook your head 'no' and continued your thoughts.

"Ni elle jamais le montrer dans ses actions.... (Nor will she show it in her actions)" you said, holding your gaze in his.

"Ni elle jamais le montrer dans ses actions " he repeated as he gazed back into your sapphire blue orbs nervously, trying to decipher the meaning of your words in your eyes.

"Comme elle son regard profondément dans les yeux qu'elle a compris... (As she gazed deeply into my eyes she realized)" you whispered softly but loud enough for him to hear as you eyed him endearingly.

"Comme elle son regard profondément dans les yeux qu'elle a compris" he repeated the words carefully, still trying to figure out their meaning.

"simplement, elle n'aime pas moi... (she simply does not like me)" you said in the same soft whisper.

"simplement, elle n'aime pas moi" he repeated, leaning a bit closer in order for him to hear you better.

"mais m'aime... (but loves me)" you whispered softly, still looking at the pair of emerald green orbs in front of you.

"mais m'aime... "he repeated in a whisper, as he gazed at your sapphire blue orbs with the same endearing look in his eyes that you had.

"m'adore... (adores me)" you whispered, leaning closer to the tall man's side of the table with your heart beating wildly in your chest as the words left your lips.

"m'adore..." he repeated softly.

"Je t'adore (I adore you)" you whispered in a barely audible whisper as you momentarily looked away from his eyes.

"Je t'adore" he repeated as he slowly snaked his hands on the table reaching towards your own, slowly..

"Je t'aime.... (I love you)" you sighed as you returned your gaze on his emerald green eyes.

"Je t'aime.... " he repeated your words so endearingly, taking your hand that was resting on the table in his while looking deeply in your sapphire blue orbs as if he knew their meaning making your heart beat faster than it already was.

You could feel your face heat up at his actions and completely forgot how to speak as you continued staring in his eyes.

The two of you stayed like that for a while, staring into each others eyes in silence, completely forgetting about the few people that were in the room. You could feel him lean in closer until his forehead was resting on yours never breaking eye contact with you all the while making you blush a deeper shade of scarlet. His eyes became slightly lidded as he slowly leveled his head closer to yours.... close enough that you could feel his hot breath on your already warm face... while you also leaned in closer, slowly, to meet him half way... you were so close to kissing him when Connie’s voice suddenly called out.

“Incoming!!!!” you heard him say as both you and Bertholdt turned your attention towards the flying bread that was heading your way in such an alarming speed that both of you instinctively grabbed the empty trays that was conveniently on top of your table and batted the bread with all your might which resulted in it flying all the way back to the other side of the room and crashing out through the window making a really pissed off Shadis storm into the room and demanded to know who was responsible for the broken glass.

“It was them!” the whole room shouted as one as they all pointed at you and Bertholdt, who were still holding the trays that you used for batting, except for Marco.

“(last name)! Fubar! My office, now!” the hoarse voice of one really pissed of Shadis growled loudly before slamming the door behind him as he left.

You look at Berthodlt through the corners of your eyes and smiled sheepishly and he did likewise before you both made your way to Shadis’ office for your punishment.

Some time later~

“You know… I didn’t exactly understand the words that you were teaching me.” Bertholdt said, not stuttering one tiny bit, as he escorted you to the ladies’ barracks after the long scolding you both got from your training instructor about respecting public property.

“Oh really?” you mused. ‘Of course not… I never bothered translating them to you, idiot.’ You thought proudly to yourself.

“Mhm.” He hummed in reassurance. “But… I did understand at least two of them… I think” he said thoughtfully.

“oh? And what were those two?” you asked curiously as you looked up at him through the corners of your eyes.

“Je t'aime… (I love you) and Je t'adore… (I adore you)” he said in such an endearing tone as he gazed down at you with those mesmerizing emerald green eyes of his making you widen your eyes.

“Oh? What mind telling me what they mean then?” you asked, daring him to tell you and wanting to see if he would be able translate those two words correctly.

“If I’m not mistaken I think those words mean…” he trailed off as he stopped dead on his tracks making you do the same as you waited for his answer. Bending his lean body down to your level and moving his face close to yours he whispered. “I love you… and I adore you…” he whispered softly in your ear making your face heat up. “Am I right?” he asked curiously with a slight smile and a confident look that was completely new to you in his eyes as he looked straight into your sapphire blue orbs.

“I wonder.” You muttered softly as you pulled your green scarf closer to your face to hide the blush that threatened to surface on your cheeks before leaving him out on his own.

“I should ask her to teach me some French words more often…” he whispered to himself happily before returning back to the men’s barracks.