Attack on Titan One Shots (\•0•/)(Requests are closed for now!)

You stole my heart, and now i cant get it back (JeanxReader)

You stare into the tall boys eyes across from you smiling, both of you ready to attack the other. Apparently you and Jean were assigned to be sparing partners. Actually your original partner was Eren, but Jean being Jean, he forced him to trade places with his partner Reiner. Jean being the robber and you as a by stander. Your goal was to take away the weapon from your opponent.
"Alright, (Y/n) if I win, you have to do any thing I say!" The horse faced looking boy says, so confident. You roll your eyes.
"And if I win, you have to wear a maids outfit and walk around all day saying 'yes, my lord' after every sentence."
You shoot back a grin on your face. He smirks.
"Something particular you want to see?" He teases. You ignore his comment and ready your fighting stance.
"Prepare to lose." he says.
Jean grips tighter onto the wooden blade in his hand as he charges towards your direction. You quickly take a step forward and point your index finger behind him, eyes wide and scared.
"THE COLOSSAL TITAN!" You scream at the top of your lungs.
He stops in his tracks only a few inches away from you, eyes wide in fear. He turns, and you take the opportunity and strike. You jump on his back and reach to take away the wooden knife from his grip. He stumbles forward, now knowing you had tricked him. You reach farther and successfully grab the weapon from him.
"HAHA! I WIN!!" You try to jump off his back, but instead he swipes his hands under your thighs and forces your legs around his waist. You blush madly and continue to try to break free to rub it into his face that you won. He doesn't allow you to leave his grip, and your reaction only causes him to hold you tighter. You know you can't escape so instead you let him have his way and rest your head on his shoulder sighing heavily mumbling something under your breath, 'Freaking ass...' Him seeing you let your guard down, he takes it to slide you from his back, and to his chest. You're startled as he bends down and pins you to the ground, his knees on either side of you and his hands grabbing your wrists and pulling them up over your head, caging you. You're still to startled to react when he takes his wooden blade back and presses the stiff material to your neck, preparing himself to stab you. You're breathing hard. He smirks at your pink cheeks and heavy breathing and swoops down so his mouth is to your ear.
"I, win." He says huskily in your ear, still caging you in his grip. you struggle to stand, as he doesn't budge.
"Hey! That's not fair!" You pout.
"You're the one that cheated you know!? Tricking me like that!" He counters back.
"No need to bring up the past! You know, I can't beat you! What choice did I have!? Do you really want to compare body mass?! And it let's me know that you believe any thing I say!" You say. He doesn't answer, his cheeks show hints of pink.
"You now have to do anything I say." He says now changing the subject. You flush, annoyed.
"Fine, but can you first get off me?" You ask getting uncomfortable on the floor with him hovering over you.
"Nope. Now listen, tomorrow, meet me in the dinning hall." is all he says as he stands. He offers you a hand up, but you don't take it and get up yourself.
"Yeah, yeah. Tomorrow, dinning hall." You repeat.
"Good.." He grins and waves good-bye.
"See you tomorrow." is all he says before he walks off with his friend Marco. You roll your eyes as you dust yourself off, and head towards your room to shower. Thinking how Jean pinned you down. 'Damn horse face.' You mumble under your breath and shower. You get out of the shower and put on your shorts and tank-top and go to bed thinking what Jean has plans for you tomorrow.

___Tomorrow(\^.^/)___

You hear your door to your cot open and close slowly. To tired to focus on the noise you chose to sleep again.

"BEEP, BEEP, BEEP!" Is all you hear as you groan in annoyance. You bury your head deeper in your pillow and cover your ears with the edges of the pillow trying to block out the annoying sound of your alarm clock. You groan,

"Krista, can you turn off my alarm clock?" You groan not wanting to do it yourself. No one answers you, which was strange since Krista always answered. You sigh. Your hand reaches blindly to snooze your alarm clock. Your hand continues to move blindly as you failed to reach your alarm clock. your patience continued to ware out as your became annoyed and threw your pillow at where you thought was where your alarm clock was. You hear your pillow knock off the clock and onto the floor continuing to beep. You wait to hear your pillow hit the floor as well, but never does. Instead you think you hear it hit the other bed, where Sasha was supposed to be sleeping. You wait for her to complain on who threw the pillow, but never does.
You reach down to take your pillow back and finally your feel the small object in your hand and hit it. It finally stops and you sigh in relief. You feel the floor looking for the soft material of your pillow. You fail to find it and you decide to give up and just lay there. You feel your bed trying to find another pillow. You find one right next to you and slid the soft plush under your head. You sit up rubbing the sleepy from your eyes. You yawn as you stretch, your eyes filled with sleep. You blink a couple times just wanting to go back to sleep since it was your one day off. Your eye lids fall back down as you fall backwards into your pillow. You hear the door creak open slowly but not enough to get your attention. Thinking it was Krista you decided to ignore it. You feel someone's presence, not giving you enough time to guess who it was that person screams.
"WAKE UP!" You hear someone yell at the top of their lungs. Your eye lids rip open and you end up hitting your head on the top bunk where Krista was supposed to be.
"agh..." you groan and rub the bump that was growing on your head. Now wide awake from pain, you look around-or up, seeing Jean's face right next to yours. His eyes examining you. He was wearing a regular shirt with some jeans. (Hehe I'm sorry I had to) You never really noticed it before but he actually looked attractive. 'woah! Calm down (Y/n) it's Jean you're talking about!' You lecture yourself, your cheeks a cute hue of pink and you look away still rubbing your bump. You regain composure, and now instead of tinted pinks, your face now showed annoyance.
"What the hell Jean?!?" You blurt out.
"I was doing you a favor." he says, and you see he has something in his right hand. It was your pillow. And then you realize.
"You bastard! Ever heard of knocking!?! You know you shouldn't be in here!" You yell knowing he was the who caught your pillow. You take it from his hand and hug it tightly. He rolls his eyes and sits on your bed. Making it dip from his weight. You scoot away from him not wanting any thing to do with him.
"Get ready." he commanded.
"I-"
"You have do any thing I say, remember?" He says cutting you off. You glare at him and stand. He smirks and stands. You cross your arms as you walk to your bathroom to shower. You then realize Jean was still in the room with you, and you turn around.
"Get you you pervert!" You yell and wait for him to take his leave.
"No, I'll wait for you, besides I need to take you somewhere." He says and again sits on your bed looking around your room. You groan and take your clothes into the bathroom and towel. After you come out of your shower you put your clothes on and walk out to be greeted by jean. He whistles to himself and he looks you up and down. You flush.
"Hey! My eyes are up here!" You yell snapping your fingers getting his attention only a little.
"Must you always be so mean?" He asks innocently.
"Must you always be so annoying?" You smirk. He does it better.
"Anyways, let's go." he offers you his hand. You look at it then at him unsure if to take it or not. His patience wares thin and decides for you. He grabs your hand and drags you out side. You groan quietly from annoyance and sleep loss from a certain horse face. not meaning for him to hear it, he does and tugs your arm a bit forceful.
"Hey! I'm not a rag doll! You just don't tug on my arm like that!" You yell at the boy. He ignored your comment and continues to walk to your unknown destination. The sky was more darker than other days and more gloomy. It seemed if it was going to rain and you didn't bring a sweater with you. You were pretty sure it wouldn't rain and just ignored the fact He comes to a halt after a few minutes of walking and pulls out a blind fold. You take a small step back.
"If you think I'm wearing that-you're dead wrong." You say crossing your arms. Jean sighs.
"It's a surprise, and if you don't wear it, it won't be much of a surprise any more how will it?" He ask swing the blind fold around. You sigh. He smiles and walks behind you and tosses the soft thin material over your eyes, tightening it in the back making sure you can't see.
"Can you see me?" He asks.
"No, isn't that what this is meant for?" You ask. You blindly reach out for something to guide you when something warm cups your cold hands. you tense at the sudden feeling you had in the Pitt of your stomach as he guided you again to an unknown place.After another few minutes of silent walking he stops again. You're curious of where you two were. Jean let's go of you hand, sadly, and you already miss the feeling of his hand on yours. He comes up behind you and softly unties the knots he created. He slowly removes the blind fold off your eyes allowing you to see. You open your eyes and adjust to the light and look around. you gasp in amazement and shock. There laid a picnic blanket with your breakfast. You look around in admiration. Jean comes from behind and stands in front of his work, his hands stuffed in the pockets if his jeans as he rocks back and forth on his heel awkwardly. You giggle at his action and it snaps him out of thought. You smile at the boy thinking about the time he put in to sneak food from the dinning hall out here.