The Ultimate Wizard: Eren Jaeger x Reader

    

    CRASH

    “I AM THE ULTIMATE WIZARD.”

    Eren groaned, rolling over in the sheets.

    “I COME FROM A PLACE OF PROSPERITY, AND RICHES.”

    There was silence. The brown-haired boy was half asleep, but conscious enough to hope that the vexatious yelling would die down soon.

    
    ...THWAK

    Of course, he was mistaken. The now rather pissed off male took his pillow, and slammed it against the sides of his head, covering his ears. He knew it wouldn't block out the noise completely, but he hoped it would help some.

    Before he knew it, Eren had dozed off, his hands loosening their pressure on the pillow. The black wave of sleep had almost come ashore.

    “THANK YOU, MISS. THIS APPLE WILL HELP ME ON MY JOURNEY. IT IS FILLED WITH PRECIOUS NUTRIENTS, WHICH I SHALL NOW OBTAIN IN MY MOUTH.”

    You have got to be kidding.

    The male threw his pillow at the wall, and ripped the sheets from his body. He threw them forcefully to the side, and literally leaped out of bed. He stomped out of his dorm room loudly, throwing the door open in the process.

    He stormed down the hallway, following the sounds of shuffling and crashes all the way to, what seemed to be, the library. Why would someone be in there, especially in the middle of the freaking night?

    This just made Eren even more vexed. He had been awoken from his slumber. Something he really needed! He was still sore from yesterdays tests that Hanji had made him do.

    
    CRASH

    
    Seriously, what could possibly be going on in there? He smiled with the tiniest hint of smugness, knowing that when they get caught by Corporal Levi, they’ll deserve everything that’s coming to them.

    Eren walked up to the library door, and rested his hand on the doorknob. He flinched visibly when, what he inferred, was an object of some sort hit the door from the inside. He retrieved the appendage back quickly. Now, utterly confused, he shook the unwanted wariness from his body, and opened the door, just a crack. He almost cackled with laughter at what he saw.

    You. He saw you. But what puzzled him more was why you had the bright mind to sprint around the library, doing barrel rolls, and dodging nothing in particular. He watched as you, literally, took a book from a nearby shelf, and throw it at a wall. Which caused a loud THUMP. Which made Eren suddenly realize that you doing this foolish action over and over again had not only woken him up, but scared the living crap out of him when he went to open the door not moments before.

    Even though he was still pretty pissed, he found it amusing to see (f/n) (l/n), the person he had met on the first day at trainee camp, and the person who was a great fighter, and took titans very seriously, stand on top of a coffee table, using a stick she found only God knows where, to swipe at the air below her.

    You were grunting, and growling, and letting out one battle cry after another. The male couldn't believe what he was witnessing. Yes, you were fun, and exciting to be around, for something was always happening when you were there. You were funny, and understanding. But he never even thought for a second that you had the nerve to get up in the middle of the night, and cause absolutely mindless chaos, for no rationales whatsoever.

    After watching you act like a simpleton for a few more golden minutes, he decided to get some answers, and confront you. He tried to hold in his giggles as the door, to his relief, slid open without a squeak. Your back was turned, so he had an even greater chance of catching you in the act. He couldn't wait to see your face when you spun around after he cleared his throat, shock plastered on to your face as you realized that the brunette was watching you the whole time.

    He left the door open a crack, in fear of you hearing if he had shut it. He tiptoed to the center of the room, and folded his arms. He observed as you glanced side to side, as if looking for something. He tipped his head to one side, and exhaled sharply. Just what the hell were you doing?

    
    He had asked that question long enough. Now was the time for action!

    “Ahem.”

    You froze. At that very moment, you had never felt so fearful in your entire life. You had hoped, just prayed to God that no one would catch you. Apparently, God didn't like you very much today.

    You gulped, and slowly turned around to see your witness. You almost threw a seizure in shock of who it was.

    Eren. Jaeger.

    His forearms were folded across his hard chest. Vibrant, turquoise eyes bore into yours, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. You could tell he saw just about everything. The dominant way he stood, the, “I’m laughing my ass off,” look in his eyes, and that freaking smile told it all. You've slipped in mud. You've sat in mashed potatoes that Sasha surprisingly gave up and put on your seat, just to watch you accidentally sit in it as a prank. You've walked into a tree before. Hell, you've even slipped and knocked your dinner right into Corporal Levi’s nice, white, ironed shirt. But this. Oh, this topped all the humiliation you've felt in your whole life combined.

    "E-Eren..." You breathed, eyes still popping out of your head. Out of all of the people to catch you, it just had to be that titan shifter? Everyone knew he was the one to tease, if he was in a good enough mood.

    Well, at least it wasn't Levi. You couldn't even comprehend the consequences of that shortie catching you. No. More like pouncing on you like a puma and making you run laps until you passed out.

    You averted your eyes from his stare, your face growing hot from embarrassment. "H-hi..." Eren scoffed, chuckling at your discomfort. "You wanna tell me what's been going on here?"

    You sighed, now annoyed. “It was Jean, okay? We had an argument on who was more brave, and because Jean is, well...Jean, I just couldn't lose to him! So we wound up playing a stupid game of truth or dare, and the idiot dared me to-”

    “Run around the library and throw books at the walls?” Eren interrupted, cocking an eyebrow in amusement.

    You snorted. “Uh, no. To become one of the greatest wizards in the land of Soveth, and defeat the mighty dragon. Duh.”

   The other face-palmed. How more deranged could this conversation get? You even named the supposed village you were supposed to “save”! “Yeah, because as soon as I saw you hitting the ground with a stick, I realized immediately that was your objective.”

    You pouted, crossing your arms. “Well, sorry, titan boy. I didn't know that you wanted me to lose to horse face so badly.”

    Eren exhaled sharply. “Whatever,” he yawned, stretching his arms. “As hysterical as all of this was, I’m going back to bed. And you should, too.” With that the male began to walk away, eager to be covered by the warmth of his blankets.

    However, he didn't hear any footsteps follow his. Confused, he looked over his shoulder to see that you had not moved an inch from your spot. He sighed, becoming irritated. “Are you coming or not? Or do you want to sleep on the cold floor in the middle of the library for the rest of the night?”

    You sighed at his sarcasm. “No, it’s just...I can’t.”

    “You can’t what?”

    “I can’t sleep in my dorm room.”

    “Why not?”

    “Because if I do, then Jean will have won. We agreed that I couldn't return to my quarters until morning. And I can’t accept defeat.” Stupid Jean. He's probably laughing his ass off as you spoke.

    Eren smirked. “Yeah, I know how you feel.” He turned around now. “But seriously though. Technically, you've already won. How long have you been pretending to be the greatest wizard of all time? Two hours now?”

    “Three, actually,” you corrected, sticking your index finger up for effect.

    “Which is all the more reason to get some sleep. A stupid dare isn't worth being devoured by a titan from fatigue,” Eren replied, turned around once more. He began to walk toward the door. “Wait!” The boy stopped, and looked over his shoulder. He sighed. “What is it now?” You studied the dark rings under his eyes, noticing how bad he needed his sleep. You felt guilty for waking him up, and for what you were about to say.

    “I...don’t have anywhere else to sleep…” You were quiet, and so was Eren. A minute soon past, and you began to feel uncomfortable with the deafening silence and all. Finally, the boy spoke.

    “Fine. You’ll sleep in my dorm. Follow me.” He began to walk away, not planning to stop for any more interruptions.

    It shocked you how casually the brunette had said that. You're face flushed, but you reluctantly followed the titan boy to his dorm, both of you careful not to disturb anyone else even more.

    Eren trudged to his room, and went right in, for the door still being wide open. You followed suit, and closed it behind you without being told. Your movements were smooth, as you tried to not make any more racket than you had already done, but you were shaky none the less. Eren Jaeger had just invited you to sleep with him. In the same room. Together. Alone.

    Okay, maybe you had a small crush on the temper-prone boy. You weren't head over heals in love, but you could tell that you had an attraction to him. And it was growing.  Slowly, but surely.

    Just the way those beautiful turquoise eyes of his shone brightly with determination to finish a task, weather it being a big goal, like defeating the titans, or the smallest of jobs, like dusting the shelves, was enough ton and your blush noticeable. Or how his chocolate brown hair swept in the wind as he glided through the air with his maneuver gear. Or maybe even it was his personality. So caring, yet unforgiving. So cocky, yet sympathetic. He really did amaze you at times. You were a pretty observative person, so you could say these things that came from the heart for just about anyone. You just needed enough time to be around that person, and get to know them.

    But what would Mikasa make of this? You gulped at the mere thought of her finding out that you were sleeping with the boy she was oh so overprotective of. Everyone knew what that raven-haired girl did to those who tried to hurt Eren, or even get close to him. You liked Mikasa and all; she was a nice person once you get to know her, but everyone had the right mind to not get on her sour side.

    Or what if Corporal Levi caught you? Squad Leader Hanji? Oh god, even though those two are completely different people, both of their reactions and consequences would be torture.

    "Dammit..."

    You were snapped out of your thoughts by Eren, who stood in the middle of the room, looking distraught. He scratched the back of his head, eyes downcast to the floor, and eyebrows furrowed in thought.

    "Is something wrong, Eren?" You asked, feeling nervous all over again. You hoped the dilemma wasn't too big, whatever it was. What you were doing right now was downright risky.

    "I don't have anything for me to sleep on the floor with. I was originally going to give you the bed. We all know that Corporal Levi doesn't allow sleepovers, so I don't have any extra blankets." He sighed deeply, letting his arm fall limply back to his side. You bit the inside of your cheek, feeling awkward at not knowing a solution, although you had something in mind. You had a feeling that Eren had the same idea, but you must be crazy, right? There's no way that would happen! The amount of trouble you'd both get into would be horrendous!

    "I guess we'll just have to sleep in the same bed."

    Apparently you weren't crazy. Or maybe your head was messing with you. Your ears worked fine, right?

    "U-uhh...Eren.." You struggled to use your tongue, face almost completely red. It wasn't the fact because you liked the male that your face was on fire, but just because, well...you were a girl, and he was a boy. You assumed that if you had to sleep with any boy, even if he wasn't the person you had a crush on, you'd probably blush. And all because of that one reason. It was natural, after all.

    Now it was Eren's turn to feel quite flustered. He hadn't really thought about the whole situation, with him being so eager to sleep and all, so when he stopped to rethink what he had just done and said, made his face turn slightly warmer than usual.

    "L-look," the brunette stuttered, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. "I know this is awkward for you. And it is for me too! But I don't think any of us wanna sleep on the floor." Dammit, what a poor excuse that was. Eren soon realized how childish that sounded, and he felt silly.

    "You know what? I take that back. I can risk one night on the floor-"

    "NO!"

    Eren jumped at the volume of your voice, and he furrowed his eyebrows together in confusion and nervousness. Why were you so quick to stop him? Didn't you want to sleep on the bed?

    You gulped, feeling quite embarrassed at your fast reaction. But in the back of your mind, you knew why.

    This was your chance. Your chance to really be close to the German boy. It didn't matter if you both got caught or not; you didn't plan on pulling this stunt again. Doing this was like walking on a maneuver gear wire at eighty meters in the air, with pissed titans swarming below.

    Maybe you hadn't realized how much you like this person.

    You laughed sheepishly, twiddling your thumbs together. You couldn't back out of this one; he was already suspicious.

    "Eheheh, I'm, uhh...sorry about that. It's just..." You struggled on what words to say. "...I don't want you to hurt your back on the cold floor! You obviously work harder than us normal soldiers, 'cuse you have special powers." All of this was true, but you'd never tell him the core of the reason.

    "First of all, everyone would be curious as to why you're back hurt after sleeping in your bed, just like everyone else. Second, if you hurt your back, you'll lack the strength to train, and probably clean." You paused, thinking about your monotone superior. "Yeah, mostly clean though."

    Eren let your words register into his head. That made sense, but he just didn't want you to feel more uncomfortable than you already were. He cared about his friends' feelings. He wished for everyone to be strong, and to succeed in life. Well, except for Jean. That asshole could go get a full scale beating from Corporal Levi and he wouldn't even have the ability to care less.

    The male sighed. “Yeah, I guess you’re right.” He shuffled around for a few moments, before clearing his throat to cease the intolerable silence. “We should...uhh…” he pointed to the untidy bed, and you jumped with realization. “O-oh yeah! Uh, right!” Oh God, how this was awkward!

    You were ecstatic at how you were already in your pajamas. You figured it would be uncomfortable to move so much for hours in your uniform while you did that dare. First of all, you’d be sweating like Bertholdt on a hot summer day. Second, you couldn't even imagine having to undress and wear some spare clothes that Eren had. You’d smell like him for the whole day tomorrow, and that would definitely kick in people’s curiosity. Well, if you didn't have time to shower first.

    You tried not to trip over your own feet out of tense clumsiness, and climbed onto the bed, laying yourself onto the mattress. Eren followed, pulling the covers over the both of you.

    You two lied there, edgy and stiff. Never before had either of you done this, and that just made this experience all the more unpleasant.

    A minute soon past by. Millions thoughts and scenarios were racing through your mind at the speed of light, predicting on how this ordeal would end. You hoped Eren was calmer about this, although not even the sound of breathing was heard, indicating that the brunette was holding his breath, like you, told you different.

    “Well, I’m gonna get some, uh, sleep now,” Eren whispered, before turning over, back facing you. “And...don’t worry. Nothing’s gonna happen. I promise.” His words were laced with confidence. You felt a little calmer at this. Eren always kept his promises. You knew that anything could happen no matter what he said, but still. His voice soothed you, and the tiniest of smiles tugged at the corner of your lips. You relaxed your body, and turned the opposite way, so now both of your backs were facing each other. “Goodnight, Eren,” you murmured, surprised at how your eyes were already droopy. Probably from the lack of sleep, you guessed. Oh, you’d so get Jean tomorrow.

    “Night, (f/n),” the boy replied. Before you both knew it, sleep washed over the two of you.

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    You awoke with a soft groan, and your (e/c) eyes cracked open. You expected sunlight to burn them, for they had been shrouded in darkness for hours, but you immediately became addled when you only saw blackness.

    You tried to move your head up to see if you had somehow got buried under the sheets, but were surprised to find that you couldn't move much. You felt something large wrapped around your frame, and you squeaked when you felt whoever it was tighten their grip on you.

    You started to panic, and began to squirm. You felt a moan come from the top of your head. It sounded male. A scent invaded your nostrils, and you recognized it almost immediately, although how you could tell who the person was by scent was kind of creepy. Wasn't that Mike’s job?

    The memories came flooding back fast. You were doing a dare that Jean made you do. Eren Jaeger caught you in the act. You told him you didn't have a place to sleep, and you were invited to sleep with him. You agreed with some hesitation, and you both fell asleep in the same bed.

    You were able to shift your eyes, and could only see darkness. You came to the assumption that it was still in the middle of the night. And the only person in bed with you was a certain titan shifter. Which could only mean…

    “Eren?” You whispered quietly. Silence. You wriggled around a little, to get his attention, or some kind of sound out of him. Another groan. You sighed, relieved that it was him.

    But wait.

    Why was he hugging you as you both were sleeping?

    A shade of scarlet dusted your cheeks as you realized your current position, and felt a nose bury itself into your (h/c) hair. You weren't stupid. Eren was obviously a sleep huger. When there wasn't another human in bed with him, which was guaranteed as never, he probably hugged a pillow or something. You couldn't blame him for it. He really didn't mean for this to happen. He’s asleep.

    You smiled, letting your body relax into his warm embrace. You liked this boy, so now was the best time to enjoy it, right? You didn't think you’d ever get a chance like this again.

    Leaning into his hard chest, you sighed lightly, feeling safe in his arms. Eren wrapped his arms tighter around your waist, and you felt the soft breath of air hit the back of your scalp, and flow down your neck as he breathed steadily. Sleep found you once more, and your eyelids closed for good this time.

    Maybe this wasn't so bad.