Petrasexual - Petra x Reader CRACKFIC

5.B.

You chose to play in the water with Eren, Jean and Rivaille out by the buoys. Petra appreciates your team spirit.

You and the other three quickly swim away from the shore, racing each other through the larger-than-average swells of water all the way out to the buoy, which is less shiny and more barnacle covered than it initially appeared from a distance, but it's also significantly larger than any of you had initially expected. 

"You tryna jump off that?" Eren asks Jean, treading water in front of the buoy. 

"You sure it's safe?" Jean replies, a mildly disgusted look on his dripping face.

"No, I'm not, but I mean, seals do it all the time, so how hard can it be?" Eren asks.

"Well then I'm about to make you look like a fuckin' fool, you dumb hoe," Jean snickers, nimbly hoisting himself up onto the buoy, beating his chest like King Kong while the waves threaten to throw him off balance. "Look out below!" he hollers, jumping from the buoy into the deep, cold water, plunging so far that you can't see him for a moment before he resurfaces. The fact that you can't see the bottom is unsettling but you know better than to make a fuss about it now. "Beat that," Jean sputters at your friend, splashing him with water as he pulls himself onto the buoy.

"Aight, bet," Eren says, standing up, keeping hold of his balance while the moving water shifts the buoy. 

"Wait, hold up," Rivaille says, narrowing his eyes towards a small shape in the distance. "The fuck? I thought you said there weren't any sharks in Southern California, Jean."

"There aren't any," Jean replies.

"Then would you care to explain to me what that is? If you say it's a dolphin I'm gonna slap you."

"Oh, shit, uh, well it looks pretty far away," Jean says, squinting his eyes at the shape in the distance.

"But it looks pretty fuckin' big," Rivaille argues, pointing at the pointed fin sticking out of the water. "Let's head back. They're faster than they look."

"Good plan," Eren says, swan diving off of the buoy, and taking off towards the shore. "We should tell Kas and Sasha," Eren nods, leading the pack of you back towards the shore. 

"You n' me can jump off things another time," Rivaille snorts, patting you on the shoulder while you approach the towels. 

"Hey, I saw you out there on the buoys," Petra says.

"Did you see the shark?" you ask, taking a bottle of water from the cooler, knowing hydration is important, even after exercise in the water. 

"Shark? No. There was a shark?" she asks you, immediately giving you her full attention. 

"Yeah, it was a ways out, but Rivaille said it looked pretty big," you explain to her.

"Wow! I didn't even know there were sharks down here," she hums while Eren approaches and swipes a blue gatorade. 

"There are sharks everywhere. Did you hear about that great white attack at- oh, wait, nevermind, I was the only one that lived in California in 2016. Whatever," Eren shrugs. "There was a shark attack at Corona Del Mar in May of 2016," he explains. "That's why you can never be too careful out by those buoys."

"Says the one that jumped off of one," you call him out jokingly. He smiles and plays along.

"Do as I say, not as I do," Eren snickers, taking a long drink of the gatorade and sitting beside you on the towel. He wraps a wet arm around your shoulders and points out over the ocean. In a deep, resounding voice, he says, "Everything within the buoys, is our kingdom. You must never go outside the buoys, Simba."

"But daaad," you whine, making eyes at Petra, who joins in with you, both of you poking fun at Eren for his method of getting information across.

"But dad! What if I wanna go outside the buoys?" she sighed, pouting at her friend and pushing out her soft looking lips to legitimize her faux-begging. 

"Then I'm sure you'll meet a lovely shark that can't wait to have you for dinner," Eren scoffs while Rivaille and Jean return to the towels with Sasha and Mikasa. 

As the day begins to wane, you help pack all of the beach supplies, and Petra finds you loading things into the back of her car.

"Hey, so, I was kinda wondering if maybe you wanted to hang out with me later this week?" she asks, and you freeze where you stand, not having ever expected Petra of all people to want some alone time with you. 

"Uh, well," you stammer, at sort of a loss for words.

"I just thought it was cool that even though you haven't been to the ocean in five years, you still went out with the other three knuckleheads. I thought that was pretty cool. Kinda reckless, but I digress," she giggles, tucking her long red hair behind her ears and batting her long eyelashes at you. "So, what do you say? Wanna do something later this week? I kinda wanna get to know you a little better."

If you answer Yes, please turn to chapter 6.C.

If you answer No, please turn to chapter 6.A.