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Happy Bertday Y/n (Bertholdt x Reader)

A/n: Look how cute Bert is awww ^. (Credit goes to the wonderful artist: http://www.zerochan.net/1609896)

"It's only three days Y/n, you excited?"

Confusion marked your features as you sat slumped on the lower bunk beneath Sasha. You stared across at the source of the question, a smiling Krista held responsible. It was then that it finally clicked- three days until your birthday. Your heart fell slightly as you recalled the times you'd celebrate it with family back home. You missed them severely, though, you rarely felt the need to cry as those around you had taken on the role of a pseudo family members for one and other. You were also assured by the knowledge that, should you succumb to tears there would always be someone to dry them. It was a strangely heart warming trait tied to a military community; perhaps because of that your birthday would be better than ever. Even so, the occasion was not marked with the usual excitement as most of the day would be spent under Shadis's reign.

"Yeah I guess..." You flopped backward onto the mattress, over estimating how soft it would be. You rubbed a palm against your scalp before allowing your limbs to hang over the side of the bed in fatigue.

The blonde's mien fell slightly before it rose again. "So, what do you want for your special day?" All other faces except yours turned to her and nodded with a smile. You opened one eye and peered around before tittering lightly and sitting up once again.

"I don't need anything guys, I didn't get any of you presents for yours..." Your voice become quieter with guilt at the latter part of the sentence.

"Well, we can start a tradition!" Piped Sasha with great enthusiasm. Everyone else echoed the suggestion with a 'Yeah!' in a near yell. You glanced towards the door in a paranoid fashion, ever fearful of being scolded for waking the commander. You tore your eyes away from it's frame, the feeling that someone was behind it brushed aside as the question resurfaced.

"Surely theres one thing, even something small you'd like Y/n?" You shook your head in insistence though it too was rejected. You sighed in defeat and thought for a moment.

"Well... I guess a new-"

The stout albeit tall, raven haired male slumped considerably as he pressed his ear to the minuscule crack bordering the old wooden door. He was thankful it was late as it meant the grounds were practically deserted, if anyone saw him like this they'd have suspected he'd be listening in on something slightly more scandalous. His heart rate jumped as Y/n spoke of her upcoming birthday. His mind filled with various ideas as to how he could seize the event as an opportunity to at last confess his affections. Any prior doubts or recollections of nerve he experienced at the thought of approaching you were temporarily vanquished as he awaited your disclosure of what would would make the perfect gift. Before he had a chance to hear such information however, the sound of heavy boots against the earth below shocked him into pulling away from his sentry. A heavy blush began to settle upon his cheeks.

"Bertholdt?" He recognised the voice as Reiner, somewhat thankful the lack of light had somewhat obscured his presence. It was also likely the reason why the platinum haired male hadn't used a choice nickname in fear of misidentification.

Reiner stepped forward and raised a brow questioningly at his friend's proximity to the female dorms. As many theories began to form in his gutter-born mind he smirked, though decided to let Bert explain for himself. "What's going on here?"

The lanky, dark haired male muttered a weak "Nothing... Lets go." In response. His suspecting roommate followed beside in silence, he almost had the liberty to wait till the cabins to ridicule him until he noted his crestfallen expression.