Attack On Titan: Boyfriend Scenarios

When He Walks In On You In A Towel - REVISED

A/N: I thought I'd write more since I'm on summer break. My apologies!

Also, Eren was challenging for this chapter, and I don't know why.

Disclaimer: Attack on Titan does not belong to me; I only own Lyla, my OC, and the mini-stories for each scenario. The cover image does not belong to me, as I found it on Google Images.

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JEAN

It had been a taxing day. Now that you were in the Scouts, you trained day in and day out. What made it ten times worse was that Captain Levi had taken an interest in your strength and requested that you join his squad from Commander Erwin. The Commander agreed, which meant you had to train harder to keep up with your comrades. Each day, you crawled out of bed, dressed, ate breakfast with your friends, and immediately went to train with your squad.

And you were always drenched in sweat at the end of the day.

Some days, you were perfectly fine with rinsing with a washcloth as you tried to remove the excess seat that coated your skin. Today, however, you were a complete mess. It had rained slightly in the afternoon, which gave you the perfect opportunity to fall face-first into a puddle of mud. You then suffered from a nosebleed after being smacked right in the face. And, to top it all off, you were, yet again, drenched in sweat.

So, by the end of the day, you wanted nothing more than to shower and wash the stress from the day away.

Leaving the rest of your squad outside, you excused yourself and made your way to your room, waving at your friends as you passed.

"Lyla, where ya going? It's almost time for dinner!" Sasha called, her eyes widened as she stared at your appearance.

Chuckling, you rubbed the back of your neck. "I'll be there soon, guys; I just wanna shower real quick. If you see Jean, tell him I'll be there soon, ok?" You left your friends as they agreed and went upstairs toward the living quarters.

Once in your room, you quickly stripped, having to peel off your clothing as it was stuck to your skin because of the dried sweat. You groaned, annoyed that it was taking this long, but once everything was removed, you sighed. Turning the shower on, you waited for it to become warm. Staring in the mirror, you brushed through your locks, wincing at the amount of knots in the long tresses. As steam entered the room, you stepped into the shower, and an instant groan released from your lips as the hot water ran across your sore and tired body. You merely stood under the water momentarily, allowing it to soak your hair and wash away your pain.

Lathering your hands in shampoo, you cleaned your hair, enjoying this moment of peace. There were no worries about training or the titans. It was just you and a nice, hot shower.

Despite wanting to stay as long as possible, your stomach declared it was hungry. Wanting to eat, you quickly rinsed, turned the water off, and grabbed your towel. You dried the excess water from your hair before stepping out and drying the rest of your body.

"Lyla...? Lyla you in there?"

You barely heard your boyfriend's voice before the door suddenly opened. Your boyfriend - Jean - appeared on the other side, his facade changing from neutral to confusion to utter shock at seeing your current disposition.

You screamed. "JEAN!!" Quickly, you scrambled to toss the towel around your body, trying to hide what Jean had not seen. The male promptly covered his eyes, casting his head away as a redness swiftly coated his cheeks.

"Lyla! I-I'm sorry! I-I-I didn't know you were taking a shower!"

"I'm not anymore!"

"Well, I didn't know that!" He slowly moved his fingers until you two were staring at each other. You squealed and tightened the grip on your towel. "I'm not trying to take a peek!"