It was a cold winter night and Bertholdt just had his friends over for his birthday, all his friends but one.
He slumped up on the couch and checked his phone "1:45am, shit its late". Bertholdt checked his messages and he received many saying happy birthday and a lot saying thanks for the party, but he hadn't gotten anything from Reiner, no text or nothing. "He couldn't of forgotten, he's gone to every single birthday ive ever had since we met".
Time went past and the tan male had fallen asleep on the couch and had moved into his odd positions. Everything seemed silent and all that could be herd was the light rain from outside taping on the roof, it was almost heavenly until I loud drunken knock came from the door, startling Bertholdt.
"Bert buddy, its me, open the door". The tan male sat up in a pool of sweat, The voice sounded like Reiner but more slurred. After a few seconds went past and Bertholdt finally got the confidence to open the door.
There stood a drunken blond with red marks under his eyes. "R-Riener what happened, you look horrible"
The blond said nothing and let himself in, pushing Bertholdt aside. "RIENER!" Bertholdt didn't get a response and grew impatient, not just because Reiner wasn't listening but the fact that Reiner didn't have the curtesy of telling him where he was.
Reiner slumped onto the couch with a thud, completely oblivious to the fact that he's names being called. Soft hands quickly went a cross the blonds face catching Reiner off guard.
"Reiner listen, where were you?". Reiner responded with a drugged smile, "HeH you're PretTy", the drunk blond spoke through hick ups. Bertholdt could smell the alcohol on his breathe as he spoke. "You've been drinking haven't you" Bertholdt spoke in a monition voice trying to hold back his anger. Reiner again not answering played with the end of the tan males shirt like a guilty child.
Bertholdt steps back from Reiner with his arms crossed, "I can't believe you'd rather go out and get drunk instead of coming over, you didn't even text me to let me know what you were doing". The tall boy spoke in a stern voice, a voice not even Reiners drunken state could ignore.
"Reiner what were you thinking!"
Reiner stood up and marched his way towards his friend and swung his arms around him in a tight hug, the sent if Bertholdts aroma shocks the blond back into reality.
"Bert....". His voice slides out of wet lips. "I have to confess something to you".
Bertholdt couldnt tell if this was his friend talking or the drunk blond to let himself in.
"Have you ever felt like you've been hiding something, something that you cant say but have to face it everyday of your life". Bert looked on.
"..What are you getting at Reiner". Blue eyes gazed up at him. "I think I'm in love..with you".
Soft words hit Bertholdt hard while the rain outside crashed. "Why are you telling me thus now and drunk". There was no worded response from Reiner, only colliding lips and a racing heart beat were the only movements made after that.
