Petrasexual - Petra x Reader CRACKFIC

6.C.

You answered Yes to Petra's request to hang out and you got 8 or more points during the questions, depending on what chapter you came from. She wants to spend some alone time with you, because she really likes what she sees! Keep up the good work! If you hadn't gotten her snap, you can assume that she's given it to you by now.

"Hey," Petra says when you climb into her car with her. "So I was thinking, maybe, if you wanted to, like have a picnic. We could go to the store, or get takeout or whatever, and take it to a park," she suggests, and you nod, excited to spend the afternoon with her. 

"Sounds fun," you grin, taking in her twin braids and shredded light wash jeans, topped off with some subtle lip gloss, she looks absolutely perfect. 

"I was hoping you'd say that. I love doing this kinda thing," she says, smiling at you, the late morning sunshine highlighting her pale freckles and making her practically glow while she parks the car and leads you by your hand into the grocery store. You don't release her hand, but you also try to avoid looking directly at her, in case she can see how flustered you are. 

"You, uh, you-" you stammer, rubbing the back of your neck while Petra turns to look at you, squeezing your hand in the process. "You look really nice today."

"Aw! Thanks!" she beams, and again you're nearly knocked over by her radiance. "So do you!" she smiles, wrapping her arms briefly around your waist, leaving you utterly gobsmacked. She smells like honey and wildflowers, and her strawberry blonde hair is even softer than you'd imagined it would be. You almost don't let her go. Almost. When she pulls away, you cover your face with your hands in a poor attempt to cover your blush, but she can see right through you. "Ooo, you're blushin'," she jests, her cheeks having adopted a faint rosy shade as well.

You're not sure what to say, so the two of you explore the grocery store, picking out some premade salads and juices, which you insist on paying for, as Petra was already paying for gas to and from, so it's really the least you can do. 

"Thanks," she says, shooting you another smile while you grab the purchases and follow her back to her car. When you get to the park, she pulls a large picnic blanket from her back seat, securing it beneath her arm and leading you onto the grass. After walking to a less crowded patch of shaded lawn, you set the food down and help her spread out the blanket. You sit on the blanket and she follows suit, removing her strappy sandals and crossing her legs. You pass her the salad and juice she picked out and you begin to nibble at your own, enjoying the feeling of soaking up the sunshine with somebody that was basically sunshine personified. 

You talk about everything under the sun, hopping from one personal passion to the next. She tells you she wants to be a social worker, and that she hasn't seen her family in nearly a year because they didn't like her choice to move to California. She tugs at your heartstrings when she says that Eren and Levi were all she had for about a year. You talk for hours, completely losing track of time, when you're laying on the blanket with her, staring at the slowly sinking sun, and she turns and says, "I had a lot of fun today."

"Yeah, me too," You reply, trying not to blush again when she takes your hand. 

"So, um, do you have any last thing you wanna ask me?" she asks you, and you suddenly feel the close of day approaching, and you only have time to ask her one more question:

A) You're so perfect, are you even real?

B) Can I kiss you?

If you choose A, please turn to chapter 7.D.

If you choose B, please turn to chapter 7.E.