AOT Scenarios and Oneshots (SNK X Reader)

Reiner x reader

Currently unedited

Summary: Just you Reiner and his mini doppelgänger

A/N I genuinely need to go touch grass. Donate pls.

The laundry was placed in the washing machine, the clothes will be ready in the morning. After all there was no rush, it was the weekend tomorrow so you didn't need to iron any of your sons clothes or prepare any of his school items, slips or any letters.

Despite it being close to the weekend, you weren't keen on him staying up. It'd only ruin his sleeping schedule and besides, he gets emotional when he hasn't had enough sleep. Just like his father.

You reached up the stairs and into his room finding Reiner trying to convince him to drink the milk on the table. It was still warm and you told them to finish it before you come back upstairs.

However, just as you were about to intervene, the two frantically inhaled the milk in the cups, as if it were the last in the world. You suspected it was because they heard your feet crease the floorboard, alerted by your presence and the wrath you'd cause if they didn't drink their milk before it got cold.

"Hey sweetheart." You strolled towards the blonde boy sat on his bed, already tucked in and his head hung low. At the sound of your voice, he sprung up, grinning at you from ear to ear. "Ma!" He waved enthusiastically.

You bit back a laugh at the milk moustache he was sporting. He was adorable but right now he was squish worthy, he had an appearance of a seal, blonde bangs reaching just above his eyebrows and big hazel eyes just like-

"Hey hon." The man sat at the edge of your sons bed turned to face you. Except, he also had a milk moustache. The resemblance the two had with each other was uncanny. A tiny bit unsettling but you wouldn't go as far as to say that Ernest was Reiner with no beard. No. Not at all, perhaps maybe he looked a bit like Reiners toddler photos.

You tutted at the two, fetching a tissue from his neat table, confusing them when you suddenly grabbed their faces and gently swiped underneath their noses. "Twenty eight years old and you still can't properly drink." You chuckled at him. He shot you a mischievous grin, matching with Ernest.

"Anyways, it's bed time"-

"Nooo!" The small boy whined, looking at his dad for some defence. Your pupils shot towards Reiner. He sunk under the pressure, huffing out a nervous laugh. "I mean... It is a Friday night"-

"Yeah ma, papa was supposed to read me this." He took out a cursed children's book. You winced at the ugly drawing on the front. These kids are angels to accept such shit fiction.

"We finished it last night buddy." He said, leaning against his outstretched hand and looking at your son with a kind of expression that you knew would encourage something you didn't want.

"So just read a new book." You interrupted. Your debate was nothing in the case of Reiner and Ernest, you could swear those two had some sort of mind telepathy with one another.

"But ma! We finished all the books, we have nothing left." He pouted. From the corner of your eyes you could see Reiner giving you a shit eating grin. "Okay so how will we deal with that?" You asked even though you already knew the answer to this.

"Papa bought me the new spider man movie on disk..."

You sighed, knowing you'd not be able to say no to him. Not when he puts on his sad voice. "And I really really... worked hard this week."

"It's true you know," your husband turned to you, smirking as he spoke yet managed a dramatic pout in his tone "He even got the highest in his class for science." You exhaled in defeat. They were both right. I guess Ernest did deserve to stay up just a little... even if it's two hours longer than you'd like.

At last, you gave in to their puppy eyes. "Fine." The little boy clapped his hands in excitement and didn't waste time in snatching his blanket off and pouncing onto Reiners lap, whom giggled at the sudden embrace. "But don't stay up too late and don't eat candy before bed. Got that?"

He nodded frantically. You noticed his cheeks burnt a bright pink anytime he was happy. How could you ever say no to such a cutie?

With a joking growl, you pinched his cheek, making him giggle. "Well I'm off to bed then"-

"Wait, aren't you going to stay with us?" Reiner abruptly caught your wrist. Ernest too, was blinking up at you. His golden eyes twinkled, almost convincing you to cancel everything tomorrow.

"No, I can't, I have an errand to run tomorrow." You noticed him sulk in his fathers lap, his cheeks seemed softer the more he did.

"Next time, I promise." You ruffled his hair and tilted his chin to look up at you. He nodded without a word, his smile twitching back onto his rosy lips "Goodnight." With a kiss on each of their heads, you left to go to the bedroom.

You didn't know the time it was when the door whined, footsteps gentle but heavy as they made their way to the bed. The mattress dipped, alerting you that Reiner was back and Ernest was probably fast asleep in his bed.

"Hey..." you yawned when his arms encased your body to his chest. "Did I wake you?" He whispered sorrowfully. "No."

He kissed the crown of your head, soothingly rubbing your waist with his bigger and warm hands. "Ernest asleep?"

"In the first half hour of the film, yes." Reiner lightly chuckled. "I didn't even realise until he slumped against me." He recalled every detail. Switching off the film since there was no use in watching it without his sons funny remarks.

Instead he carried him back to his room and tucked him in, looking back at him once more with an affectionate smile.

"That's good. I didn't want him being a drama queen in the morning. Lord knows you do when you wake up."

"I do?" He let out a breathy laugh, careful with his volume. "Yeah, he gets it from you- not to mention your manipulation tactics. I never had to wonder where he learnt to do those puppy eyes."

You felt him hug you tighter, softly mumbling against your skin. "He may got all those things from me, but he definitely got your intelligence. You science freak." He pinched your cheek from behind, pushing you to laugh and quickly cup your mouth in fear you may have been too loud.

You nudged him abruptly, "Quit that!" You shouted in a form of a whisper.

"What if I don't? What if I tickle you?"

"Then I'll bong your head so hard that you shrink to Ernest's height." You threatened jokingly, "Maybe even lower."

"Alright alright, I won't." He chuckled, finally melting against the pillow. His leg rose up to possessively pull you right against him. You sighed and found your way back to sleep.

Authors note:

Me: I'm sad and have no motivation :(

Also me five seconds later: REINER ONE SHOT IDEA