A Beautiful Façade┃Reiner X Reader

Chapter 9: Warrior's Shambles

"Okay, tie, tie, tie, shirt, shirt, shirt, shirt... another shirt..." you say aloud as you place each article of clothing onto the kitchen table. Beside you, a basket full to the brim with plain fabrics, each newly washed.

Reiner's eyes dart between them, settled before him one by one.

"My button-down is here, right?" he asks.

"From the third or fourth time?"

"The second. Remember me begging at your doorstep?"

You grin at the reminder. A part of you still believes you fabricated that memory, it was just too perfect to be real. It's good to know someone else remembers it.

"Yes, I do," you say with a sly voice. "You know, you should beg more."

"Nope. Never happening again."

"Come on," you groan. "Submissive Reiner does things to me."

"We can't all get what we want." He moves on not a pause later, "do you have it or not?"

Rolling your eyes, you turn around and head in the direction of your bedroom. "I'll have a look. Don't destroy anything while I'm gone, crying ruins clothes."

After a two-minute-long, unsuccessful search, you head back into the room, talking as you do so.

"Okay, it's not in there. You probably took it home or some-" your voice stalls suddenly as your gaze falls upon a newly perfect image of Reiner.

His are hands lifted up, over his head as they drag his shirt up his torso. Standing with his back facing you, you watch as the fabric moves higher and higher up the curves of his muscles. He's never looked so enchanting.

After pulling the material off, Reiner turns his head to glance at you. The confused expression that settled on his face quickly turns to intrigue.

"Were you watching me?"

"Well, I was watching some bulky guy take off his shirt. Not completely positive it was you."

"Right..." he mumbles. Eyes turning away, he asks nonchalantly, "so, you find me attractive?"

His statement makes your face burn. "Woah- okay, jeez! Who said that? Jump to conclusions much?"

"You just said-"

"I was playing with you," you remark dryly. "Of course, I don't think you're good-looking. Jesus Christ..."

Reiner stares at you for a second, the room falling silent. He shrugs after a moment. "You're right. That was a leap. Besides, I don't find you attractive, either."

You narrow your eyes at him, answering with sarcasm, "yeah, right."

"No, really, I don't. Not at all."

"Oh, shove it up your ass. And put on a shirt."

"Where's this anger coming from? Are you upset that you're not attractive to me?"

"Yeah, because you're lying."

He replies calmly, "am I?"

Hearing that, you ball up your fists. These innocent little remarks, avoiding the answer, really begin to tick you off.

"Yes! Obviously!" you state angrily.

"Why is that so obvious...?"

"Because- I mean- you're with me right now, of course, you think I'm good-looking!"

A grin settles on Reiner's face then and there. "So, I'll ask again. Do you find me attractive?"

You're backed into a corner now. Shutting your mouth, you give him a silent scowl.