Attack On Titan / SNK One Shots

(Reiner x Bertholdt) Pancakes (Modern AU)

Clank.

Clatter.

All this noise emitting from the kitchen caused Berthold to stir in his sleep at first, but more noise followed and he woke completely with a start.

"Reiner, it's five in the mornin'!" Berthold yelled loudly to his boyfriend (>;3) in the kitchen, his face shifting from his pillow as he sat up slightly. "What are you doing, I-I'm trying to sleep!" Berthold used his lethargic fingers to rub away the sleep sand in his eyes.

Bang.

"Reiner!" Berthold flipped the warm covers off of himself, shivering at the cold for a moment, and tip-toed towards the door. His fingers coiled around the knob and he turned it slowly, walking out and letting it stay open behind him. "Reiner, what are you doing?" Berthold asked again, his voice groggy and somewhat hoarse.

Crash.

Scrape. "W-Wait! Don't come in yet!" Reiner's voice was strained.

"What? Reiner?" Berthold was extremely confused as he turned the corner and walked into the dining room. "What is going on?"

Reiner was just setting down a plate with two thick, clumpy looking pancakes on the table, trying to be nonchalant, but it was obvious he had rushed towards the end. "Sit down." Reiner said with a sultry tone.

White flour speckled Reiner's skin in small patches on his face, arms, and apron. A crimson blush was dusted across Berthold's cheeks as he sat down, noticing that Reiner was just wearing thin boxers underneath his apron.

Berthold chuckled lightly and glanced at Reiner in front of him. "Why are you making pancakes this ea..." Berthold looked down at the pancakes.

They weren't exactly the most perfect pancakes he'd seen, little bubbles of flour could be seen on the slightly dark brown edges. Berthold become aware of fairly large heart created out of syrup on the top pancake and a smile wrinkled his features.

"R-Reiner, what is this?"

"Stop asking questions," Berthold's stare flickered back to Reiner as the burly man spoke. Reiner was on his knee, pulling out a small black velvet box from the pocket of his apron. "And start answering some."

Berthold's face grew scarlet as the box opened to reveal a band ring, but with little crystals speckling it throughout the hollow silver sphere. "W-Wh..?"

"Berthold, will you marry me?"