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(y/n) - your name

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(y/n) - your name

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"For you ma'am." I gasp softly as one of the tailors hands me my dress, in absolute awe of how soft it looked. Hanji, Sasha, Mikasa and Historia went crazy over their custom dresses and I smiled at the tailor.

"Thank you so much!" he smiles at me and nods, leaving with his friends.

"Let's go get dressed! I'm going to do your hair!" Hanji pulls me into the bathroom for me to get freshened up first and I sigh out at her enthusiasm. I lock the door after she leaves, taking a shower and drying up before slipping the dress on.

"Oh my god it's like silk." I peer in the mirror to see the dress was a flowing a-line dress with a flowery design. There was a soft champagne coloured underlayer with a flowery white lace layer on top. The lace travelled down my arms like vines and across my collarbone, curving down my back so it was bare.

I hesitantly walk over to the bathroom door, anxious about what the other girls were going to say when I opened it up

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I hesitantly walk over to the bathroom door, anxious about what the other girls were going to say when I opened it up. "Oh, my walls! That dress is amazing!" Sasha squeals out and I look at Hanji with wide eyes as she burst into tears.

"MY BABY IS GROWING UP!" she glomps me and pets my head as she cries dramatically.

"Captain, you're going to ruin her dress." Mikasa sighs out and Hanji immediately jumps back. "You look beautiful (y/n)." Mikasa smiles at me and I smile at her.

"You look stunning (y/n)! I'm so glad I chose that colour." Historia compliments me and Hanji starts jumping up and down.

"It's also close to shorty's favourite colour!"

"His favourite colour?" I look at Historia, knowing she was cooking some sort of plan.

"Yep! It's white and you're wearing it!" Hanji squeals out, skipping around me and singing something about little Levi's and little (y/n)'s running around.

"Hanji! It's not like that! You know he's not into romance. This world is too cruel for that!" I try to stop Hanji but that idea of us being a couple won't leave her mind as she grins wickedly at me.

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