Eren Yeager x Male Seme Reader

Hope You Catch a Cold

You were sprawled out by the fire in the Mess Hall, teeth still chattering from the icy hell that raged outside. The entire week it'd been nothing but 'a little nippy', usually you only needed a light sweater, but on the one day you were supposed to go out and chop wood, a snow storm hit the camp like an icy hurricane. You'd spent half the day splitting logs and praying your fingers didn't freeze and snap off, not to mention Corporal Levi was constantly on your back, and he only seemed to catch you when you were on brief breaks.

"I made you some hot cocoa, (Y/n)." Armin pat you on the back and passed you the warm mug, which you received gratefully.

"Thanks," You breathed, sipping the liquid heaven and savoring it's warmth as it ran down your throat, "Say, where's Eren?"

Armin shot you a knowing smile, but just gave a vague, "Not sure."

It was, apparently, quite obvious, your fling for the turquoise-eyed male. You always wore your heart on your sleeve, but you were still quite shocked when nearly everyone was aware of your feelings; either teasing, egging you on, or sometimes even jealous. Not only were people jealous for you, dearly wishing it was themselves you were smitten for, but some jealous of  you, seeing you as a form of competition to get to Eren. They couldn't blame you however, and you couldn't blame them. Eren, at least from your perspective, was perfect.

And you'd be lying if you weren't hoping you frost bitten state would maybe earn you some attention.

"Oh there he is now." Mikasa drawled from the table, taking another bite from a loaf of bread.

Sure enough, the door swung open, filling the hall with the sound of howling wind for a brief moment, before Eren emerged with snow scattered hair. Cute, you couldn't help but think, cursing yourself for being such a mushy-gushy-sap immediately afterwards. He shot a smile in your direction and hurried to sit with his friends by the fire.

"I can't believe it's snowing!" He gushed, holding his hands to flame.

"Awful, isn't it?" You were going to say, but he beat you to it.

"I just love it." He grinned, rubbing his palms together.

"Yeah, me too." You quipped sheepishly, "Why I spent all day in it..."

Armin stifled a laugh, before going into a faux coughing fit and clearing his throat, "Why are you late, by the way, Eren?"

"I was checking out the lake, I heard it might freeze over, too bad we don't have skates right?" Eren collected a bowl of soup for himself and sipped it casually, "It's not frozen through all the way yet, but I bet by tonight..."

He trailed off and stared into the fire, you hummed, "Would you like to skate?"

"Well yeah, I mean, I've never skated before, but it sounds fun. It never used to snow when I was a kid."

A light bulb lit up in your head.

"Too bad," You settled yourself onto one of the benches, "It sounds like it would be fun."

• • • • • • •

It was, exactly, two in the morning. You were dead tired, but absolutely thrilled, you wouldn't go to sleep for the world. You had spent the the night asking around camp, bargaining, searching for a pair of skates. In the end you pawned a pair off a girl for half a fortune and another from a newbie who you agreed to give your favorite watch, but it was so worth it.

The snow crunching under your boots you slipped into Eren's quarters and practically raced to his bunk. He was curled under the covers, his face buried in the pillow and his knees almost touching his chest. You could've swooned at how cute he looked with his soft, pale lips parted a shade, his dark hair framing his face oh so perfectly, his slim figure, you could rave about it for hours. But you didn't have hours, no, in fact you only had a few.