Various X Reader

Mike x Reader Part 2

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"Congratulations Cadet (L/N)," Erwin spoke as you sat in the mess hall. You practically spat the water you were drinking all over Mike, who wiped his face with his hand. You glared at the blonde as the entire mess hall cheered loudly for you.

You gritted your teeth, standing to your feet and offered the best smile you could as you walked over to Erwin.

"Squad Leader (Y/N) will be taking members from the new trainees. Anyone who wishes to join her Squad, speak to her after," Erwin ordered as you retook your seat as people clapped once more.

You spent the rest of your evening glaring daggers at Mike, who sat with the biggest, as Levi would say, shit-eating grin on his face. You hated it.

"Excuse me, Squad Leader (Y/N)?" you turned as multiple recruits stood behind you. You practically gaped at the number but stood to your feet.

"Good luck, Squad Leader," Mike grinned as you gave him the middle finger, he would pay for his actions later.

"What can I do for you all?" you asked as you looked over the new recruits.

"We would like to be on your Squad," a tall brunette haired boy requested as you looked at them all with slightly shocked looks.

"What are your names?" you questioned as you looked at them all.

"I'm Jean, this is Armin, Mikasa, Reiner and Bertholdt," the brunette introduced as you shook everyone's' hands. You pursed your lips in thought. If you were to be a Squad Leader you definitely did need a Squad.

"Alright then. Bright and early tomorrow morning at the training fields. Let's see what you can do," you replied with a smile on your face. The group looked at you in shock. "And don't be late," you added as the new recruits quickly did the salute before you dismissed them.

You sighed, quickly turning around and making your way to your room for the evening.

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"(Y/N)! Open the door!" Mike whisper-yelled as he stood outside your room, knocking on the door. You groaned, putting your book down and standing from your bed.

"Mike! It's late, the hell do you want?" you demanded as you threw the door open. Mike stood with whiskey and glasses in hand as your eyes widened. "Oh, hell no. Last time you drank I had to drag your ass off the floor. Do you have any idea how heavy you are?" you growled as Mike huffed, jutting his bottom lip.

"That was one time because I had a few too many. This time we're just celebrating your promotion," Mike explained as he pushed passed you. You sighed, hanging your head slightly as you thought about the multiple placed this could go. Mainly Mike passing out on your floor.

"Yeah, yeah. I don't even know why you put me forward for the damn promotion. I was very content on the Squad," you stated, sticking your tongue out as Mike poured you a glass of whiskey.

"Well, I thought you'd enjoy the promotion," Mike replied as he took a drink of the whiskey. "And don't deny you won't enjoy it. You get to boss people around, you're good at that," the blonde added as you rolled your eyes.

"I only boss you around because you do a lot of stupid stuff," you pointed out as the blonde took another swig of the whiskey. "Like drink too much," you added as you glared at the man, snatching the bottle from his hands as he whined slightly in protest.

"Truth be told, there's another reason I put you down for promotion," Mike spoke as you set the whiskey down on the table beside your bed.

"Oh, do tell. Because me being bossy wasn't enough of a reason," you replied in a mutter as Mike chuckled.

"Actually, it was more of a selfish reason," Mike pointed out. This drew your attention. You stood up straight and looked at the blonde as he scratched the back of his neck, slightly nervous. This confused you slightly, never before had you ever seen him even remotely nervous.

"And what would that be?" you questioned, folding your arms over your chest as Mike started to mutter, more to himself than to you. "What was that?" you asked, not hearing a word of what he said.

Mike sighed as he walked towards you in two quick steps. The taller blonde quickly gripped both sides of your face as you felt yourself start to flare red.

"I said, it was because I wanted to be with you," Mike repeated. Your mouth fell open slightly as you tried to form words with your mouth but just ended up looking like a gaping fish.

"Just... just to be sure. You mean like... in a romantic kind of way, right?" you asked as Mike nodded his head once in reply. Without another word, you gripped the mans' shirt and pulled him down to your level.

His lips melded perfectly with yours as you kissed him passionately. Mike quickly melted into the kiss, moving his lips against yours as he found himself smirking slightly against your lips.

Mike would be lying if he said he hadn't thought about kissing you before. All he had ever thought about, since a few months after you joined his Squad was kissing you. It was all he wanted to do and now that he was doing it, well it was as good as he hoped.

You pulled away from Mike gently, barely an inch parted your lips. Mike stared into your (E/C) eyes as you looked back at him. You gave a gentle smile as Mike blinked multiple times.

"Wow," he muttered, his hot breath reaching your lips as you bit them slightly.

"What?" you asked in confusion as the blonde smirked at you.

"Nothing. It was just... so much better than I expected," Mike answered as he leaned down to kiss you once more.

You didn't object to the kisses he left on your lips, or when he moved to your neck. You yelped slightly as he picked you up and lead you to the bed. You laughed as he practically threw you down onto it, Mike crawling in next to you.

"You're like a giant man-child, you know," you stated as the blonde kissed your forehead.

"I'm well aware of that," Mike replied as he wrapped an arm around you, pulling you into his broad chest.

You smiled, resting your head on the mans' well-toned abs as you closed your eyes. You were suddenly very thankful that Mike had decided to put you up for promotion.