No One Will Know: Attack on titan Oneshot (Reiner Braun x Jean Kirsten x M/C)

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Lmaooo....this is a gift for a friend...enjoy if you find it tho...apologies for my english.

The cabin embraced us in a peaceful light, bathed in the gentle glow of a single candle. Jean Kirstein, with his profile illuminated by the flickering flame, held his position on one side of the bed. Reiner Braun, mirroring his determination, occupied the opposite end. I perched on the bed's edge, observing the unfolding checkers match with quiet fascination, my eyes tracing the shadows on the wooden walls and their match.

Jean let out a sigh. "You're not making this easy, Reiner. I've got places to be."

Reiner chuckled. "Relax, Jean. We're in the middle of nowhere. Where do you need to rush off to?"

Jean shot him a harsh glance. "I don't know, maybe my bed and then to sleep." Jean paused for a sip of water, his metal cup clicking against his finger nails.

The game continued quietly, each checker laid cautiously and purposefully, the gentle clinking of the pieces echoing softly in the stillness of the room. Jean's frown and Reiner's solemn glance revealed the rivalry between them.

As the game neared its midpoint, a brief incident disrupted its calm atmosphere. In a moment of inattention, Jean knocked over his cup and hunched down to retrieve it from under the bed. Rising again to see a cheating move by Reiner, his accusatory glare met the oblivious expression on his opponent's face.

"Cheater, you moved a piece," Jean declared, his eyes seeking confirmation from me.

I responded with a playful shrug, my eyes reflecting a conspiratorial glint. The tension melted into laughter as they playfully tussled on the bed, the checkers game momentarily forgotten with the board falling off the bed.

"Hey hey, no need to tussle!" I chuckled, trying to diffuse the tension between them as their playful back-and-forth intensified.

Despite my attempts to mediate, the playful energy between Jean and Reiner escalated, and soon, I found myself caught in the crossfire of their tussle. Jean seized the opportunity, reaching out to grab my wrist and gently pulling me into the midst of their friendly scuffle.

"Alright, alright, enough," I chuckled, but my words only fueled their playful antics.

My attempts to mediate were in vain as I found myself inadvertently pulled into the play fight. In a twist, I ended up sandwiched between Jean, who had his back pressed against the bed, and Reiner, who seized the opportunity to playfully jostle with Jean while on top of me. Jean's protests were drowned in laughter, the atmosphere lightening with the shared play.

As the tussle continued, their focus shifted from each other to me, their playful intentions evident in the mischievous glints in their eyes. Locking eyes with one another, a silent agreement passed between them, redirecting their antics towards me.

In a syncopated action, they diverted their hands to me, targeting tickles and playful jabs to my ribs. Unable to hold back my laughter, my sides ached as our mirth grew contagious, spreading between us like a raging inferno. The cabin reverberated with our shared amusement, the rigid boundaries of the game becoming hazy and insignificant amidst our playfighting.

Feeling something pressing against my rear, I turn to see Jean's smirk, his expression now no longer playful but rather impish.

"Um... should we stop now?" I ask, but Jean directs his gaze at Reiner, who simply chuckles.

"The cabin is empty, let's have some other kind of fun; I'm bored of checkers." I turn back to face Reiner, wondering about the other type of fun he had in mind. Feeling him advance further, my anxiety worsens as I now feel him pressing against my front.