Vista - Attack on Titan x Reader

CHAPTER FORTY NINE: Something Worth an Apology

"Let me come! Let me come! I wanna I wanna I wanna..!" Sasha tugged desperately at my jacket, on her knees and almost sobbing.
"You know I want to take you, Sash...but you know I'd get my ass kicked flat. If you don't get those stains out, Levi's gonna actually murder you." I grimaced at the memory of the rude wake up call I had received that morning.

Somehow, I had fallen asleep at the dining table, and I had nearly toppled off the chair when I heard the captain laying into Sasha from upstairs. The dear idiot had stashed half of a beetroot under her pillow, for a midnight snack. Right against her white sheets. Even I would have cried in that position, because clean linen was one of the few things Levi was actually openly passionate about. I was honestly surprised she still had her head.

"But it won't come out!" Sasha wailed, falling to the floor when I finally managed to free myself.
"Well, we did try to warn you, Sasha..." Armin murmured, giving her a look of pity from where he sat at the table, across from Eren and; surprise surprise, Mikasa.
"I might tag along, if you don't have any objections." Jean announced, throwing his apron onto the kitchen bench. "Sure beats cleaning imaginary filth..."

I had decided to go out for a hunt. It had been months since I had done such a thing, and I felt like a little meat would do everyone some good. So, equipped with my odm gear, a burlap sack and a few knives, I was ready to head out.
"If you want. Just don't scare off the game." I shrugged, leaning against the door frame to wait for him to gear up.
"Did the Captain actually say you could go, (Y/N)?" Eren asked me, and damn, did I want to spit back at him. He had left me alone after I almost choked him to death, but alas, good things never seemed to last.
"Haven't spoken to him. Don't care. He can suck on my mythical dick if he's got any problems with it."

I actually hadn't directly spoken to Levi since the day before, in the study. Nor had I really interacted with Jean. Avoiding them seemed to have been the best option for me the night before, because my mood had managed to be lightened by Historia. I knew it couldn't last forever, but keeping my distance had helped me to settle down, just a tad.

"Ooh, we've got a badass over here..!" Connie laughed, shooting me a humerous round of finger guns.
"I really find your position fascinating, (Y/N)...You get away with so much. I don't think I've seen you follow many orders at all." Armin mused, setting his book down on the table. Growing a little impatient, I folded my arms, turning to look outside rather than the blond boy.
"I only listen if it suits my own opinion on the matter." I replied curtly. "I don't exactly like the thought of having the chain of command around my neck."

When Jean finally reappeared, fitted with his gear and pulling on his jacket, I was already halfway down the path towards the stable. Part of me was glad that I had accepted his assistance, but I was also feeling kind of nervous. I knew there was definitely something between us, but I hadn't a clue what it was, or what it could become.

"Hey, Dia..." I gave Arcadia a little attention before I wandered down to Liberty's stall, glad to see that she was already set up with her tack and ready to go. Historia had been more than happy to get her ready for me, as I had absolutely no idea how to fasten it correctly. Jean didn't take long in getting his own horse sorted, and before I knew it, we were already halfway to the forested area, where I was hoping we would find some decent prey.

"So, what are we hunting for, anyway? I've only ever really gone after some big ass boar...but Sasha got to it first..." Jean finally broke the silence as he cantered along beside me, and I shrugged.
"Anything edible, really. We don't have any trapping equipment, so smaller game isn't really on the cards." I replied, indifferent to his lack of experience. I'd been there.

"I reckon we'd be heroes if we got a boar, or anything around that size. I don't even know what hangs around these parts." Jean was really trying to keep a conversation going, but I could tell he had his mind elsewhere. I did too, now that I was alone in his company, but I had set myself a goal.