Miche(Mike)/Reader AoT Seven Minutes in Heaven
Hange looked at you expectantly as she waited for you to get up and pick an item out of the bag. Getting up you made your way over to her and shoved your hand in the bag. Hange watched in anticipation as she waited for you to pick out an item, hoping just as much as you were to get a certain guy's trinket. That guy being Miche Zacharias. You always had a small crush on the ruggedly handsome solider ever since the day he sniffed you. Sure, it was a little weird at first, but it quickly grew on you. Then, when you began to spend more time with him when you were trying to figure out your hidden talent, your feelings grew even more. You would catch yourself glancing sideways at him on missions, you would wait for his greeting of a long inhale when he came up behind you, and you couldn’t stop thinking about him. Eventually it became too much so you told Hange. She tried to find creative ways to get you and Miche to spend more time together. She would make you go out on titan catching missions, she’d force the commander to give you documents that were supposed to be delivered to Miche, so you could give them to him. This was just her latest idea of matchmaking for the two of you.
Taking in a deep breath, you pulled your hand from the bag and looked at your item. It was a key. It was Eren’s key. Trying not to look too disappointed, you called his name and walked into the dark closet waiting for Eren to join you. Out of no where, the door was slammed shut and locked. You were alone. “Uh Hange,” You called and banged on the door. “You forgot to let Eren-” you were cut off by the door swinging open. The light blinded you as a body was shoved against you, making you fall backwards. Two hands grabbed your waist while the door slammed shut once again and left you and the unknown person in the dark. The hands didn’t let you go. Instead, they pulled you closer. It was obviously not Eren in the closet with you because the guy was way taller and more built than Eren would ever be. The figure inhaled a deep breath and instantly you realized who is was. “M-Miche?” You asked.
“Hmm.” He hummed a reply and inhaled once again.
“What are you doing here?” You asked breathlessly. The shock of him being so close was more than enough to take your breath away.
“Hange shoved me in.” He replied simply. You bit your lip when you realized that his hands were wrapped around your waist, holding you close to him. “She told me you liked me.” Your face turned red at the statement.
“I, I uh…” You could barely make sense of your words when you felt him lean in close to you. He said nothing as he took in a breath while running the tip of his nose along your neck. You shuddered at the feeling, not entirely believing that this was happening. He was your superior. How was this even possible? Every one of your senses were in override. His hands on your waist, his warm breath tickling your throat. It was almost too much to stand. “Miche.” His name came out as a quiet moan, making your face heat up. He only chuckled and continued to torture you. His hand came up and unbuttoned the top two buttons of your shirt, making your collar bone more accessible.
“I’ve always loved the way you smelled (Y/N).” He said and sniffed your collarbone making your toes curl. He pulled away and you let out an involuntary whine. “Like honeysuckles and fresh rain.” By now you had enough. Your hands reached up and shakily gabbed his face. You ran your hand along his cheek, his stubble tickling your fingers. Miche let out a content hum as you rose to your toes and pulled his face towards your own. You stood there for a moment before closing the gap. Pressing your lips against his, you slid your arms around his neck, making sure that he couldn’t pull away. With no effort at all Miche lifted you off the ground easily supporting you with one arm. His free hand found its way under your shirt and rested on the small of your back. His thumb lazily stroked your soft warm skin.
Your hands made their way into his hair as you kissed him, your lips moving with his. Miche ran his tongue along your lips asking for entrance which you easily gave him. You pulled away for a breath of air when his lips moved from your lips to your neck. Miche kissed along your neck, using his teeth to lightly scrape your skin making you moan his name.
“One-minute warning lovebirds~” Hange sung through the door making you realize that everyone out there could hear your moans and whimpers.
“Oh my Walls.” You breathed out, your face heating. Again, Miche chuckled and removed his lips from your warm skin.
“No need to be embarrassed (Y/N).” He said and gently set you back on the ground. You just groaned and hid your face in his chest.
Just as the door opened Miche places a soft kiss on the top of your head, eliciting a squeal from Hange. “OH MY WALLS YOU TWO ARE JUST THE CUTES PAIR!” She yelled jumping up and down. “I KNEW this ideal would work. I'm the best match maker ever!!” Your face flushed again as Miche took your hand and led you out of the closet. Wolf whistles were heard throughout the crowd as Miche picked you up bridal style and headed towards the door. “Have fun you two~” Hange called. Once you were out of the room Miche set you down and took your hand in his. You looked up at him and gave him a shy smile.
“I thought maybe you’d like to get some sleep, (Y/N).” He said quietly and ran his thumb across the back of your hand. “It is pretty late already. Do you want to come to my room?” A blush tinged your cheeks at Miche’s question.
“I’d like that.” You replied and gave him a sweet smile. As you walked along side the tall solider, your embarrassment faded to contentment. Because Miche was a man of few words, you had gotten used to the extended silence and even enjoyed it. It was never an awkward silence, just comfortable. The two of you made your way to his room, stopping at the door so Miche could lean down and give you a quick kiss before he opened it and ushered you into his office. You looked around at the familiar space. Memories of helping Miche with paperwork, bringing him documents and having tea together flooded your mind. You had spent countless hours in this office trying to pinpoint what your hidden talent was. Once you figured it out, Miche spent his free time helping you hone your skill of being able to hear long distances.
You were pulled out of your thoughts by a gentle tug. Miche opened another door and escorted you into his bedroom. You looked around with a smile. His room was a reflection of his personality, there were few positions, but the ones that were there were meaningful. The one that caught your attention was a beautify sketched portrait of you. “Did you draw this yourself Miche?” You asked and took a closer look at it.
“Uh, yeah.” He replied sounding embarrassed. You looked back to see a soft blush covering his cheeks and smiled at how cute he looked. Walking back over to him, you looked up at him and have him a soft smile.
“It’s beautiful Miche. No need to be embarrassed.” You echoed his words and wrapped your arms around his waist. He only hummed a response. “I'm really, really glad that it was you who came into the closet and not Eren.”
“Me too (Y/N).” He replied and pressed his nose into your hair, taking a deep breath. Miche hoisted you up once more and placed you onto his soft bed. Your eyes followed Miche as he walked to his dresser. Biting your lip, you watched as he pulled his shirt over his head and neatly folded it and placed it down before taking off his pants. He walked back to the bed and you moved over to make room. Your back met a solid chest as Miche wrapped his arms around you.
“Goodnight (Y/N).” Miche’s murmured and placed a kiss on your head.
“Night Miche.” You listened to Miche’s soft breaths, reveling in the fact that you were in Miche’s bed. With Miche. You let out a soft giggle.
“What?” Miche asked.
“It’s just kind of hard to believe that I'm lying here with you right now.” You replied with a quiet laugh.
“Why?” Miche hummed into your hair.
“I just never thought this would ever happen, you know, you liking me and stuff.” Miche turned you around to face him. Grabbing your chin, he planted a deep kiss on your lips. He pulled away smiling and said,
“I’ve liked you ever since I smelled you (Y/N).” Laughing, you pecked his lips and snuggled deep into his warm chest. Miche tightened his grip around you. Smiling to yourself, you closed your eyes and drifted to sleep.