Bertholdt: a-annie w-what are you?
Annie: you're not that stupid, or maybe you are, or maybe haven't experienced yet, guess
*annie places her hand on Bertholdts chest tracing it up and down*
Bertholdt: a-nnie if you do that then-
Annie: then what? What will you do? Isn't this what you wanted? You finally have me where you want me
*she pushes him to the ground crawling on top of him, her lips inches away from his, her calm breathing, her breath brushing past his senses*
Bertholdt: i...i...i have words to say
Annie: shh, then open your mouth, ill eat them, ill eat your words
Bertholdt: ..hgha a..n..i...You're
Annie: do you desire me? Say it, what, im what? Speak
Bertholdt: to much!
*Bertholdt furiously wakes, he must've slept on the couch, his eyes fixed on the ceiling, he wipes his forehead with his hand, he's sweating, he looks around still delirious he quietly says her name*
Bertholdt: annie?....... dammit annie, you're killing me, and you don't even know
*he goes to his room and grabs his book and starts writing*
Bertholdt: and you never will
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Reiner: finally i get to see your paintings
Bertholdt: reiner it isnt professional or anything
Reiner: bertholdt you're to modest, see if you were more confident i bet you could get annie to notice you
Bertholdt: really? But we're already friends, she notices me enough
Reiner: well if thats as far as you want it to go theirs not much i can do, you know my opinion
Bertholdt: i do, thanks anyway reiner
Reiner: now uncover the painting and let me see
*Bertholdt pulls off the covering unveiling his art*
Reiner: .....thats it?
Bertholdt: ...?
Reiner: its just the sky
Bertholdt: its not exactly finished
Reiner: why show me this if your not finished?
Bertholdt: well for one you kept asking, two, i want you to see it as i progress
Reiner: long process?
Bertholdt: maybe, probably, to be honest i dont know, i dont think i have much inspiration
Reiner: sounds like you need a drink
Bertholdt: reiner no, thats your solution for everything
Reiner: good solution, guess it'll just be me then, i got security detail at the shop in a hour so ill see you
Bertholdt: yea, later
BERTHOLDTS POV
again and again and one more time again, your name enters my mind and exits my mouth....dammit annie why do you do this to me? What am i being tortured for?
Staring at this, painting of the sky? But my mind isnt anywhere near it, i should really......
*Bertholdt catches up to reiner before he gets to far*
Bertholdt: hey reiner wait up,on second thought i think i could really use that drink
Reiner: great im buying
Bertholdt: oh.you dont have to
Reiner: i am, lets go
CITEȘTI
Heartstruck And Compassion
Fanfiction*bertholdt x Annie, an au in this modern time, a short thing, bertholdt is a struggling artist a wannabe painter but not really, it's not the only thing he struggles with though, he thinks of her so much he dreams random dreams of her, he struggles...
