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thinking about jock!reiner captain of the football team and his cute nerdy girlfriend.
how he towers you in every sense of the word. reiner feeds on the adrenaline, the weight of the ball on his hands and the roar of the crowd. he loves the attention, a total opposite of yourself. you were quiet and tiny in comparison, always drowned in oversized sweaters and those round glasses that were just a little too big and always ended up siliding down your nose whenever you got nervous.
you hated crowds and always hide behind your laptop, so it was no surprise everyone stared when the reiner braun ignored the post-game chaos – after one big victory – and jogged past all of it, straight to a sechuled corner behind the benches where you always sat alone. without a second thought, he scooped you up into those massive arms and spun you around, your legs kicking mid-air as you clung to him, mortified. you wanted to melt into the ground. every eye was on you. people were whispering and you swore you could feel eyes digging into your back like daggers.
reiner didn't let that feeling spiral. he brushed a loose strand of hair behind your ear and kissed you like you were the win that really mattered.
because that’s what you are to reiner.
reiner, who carries your books from class to class like it’s second nature. reiner, who waits for you outside the library with his football gear still on, still sweaty and dirty from the training because he can't stay one more second far away from you. reiner, who lets you bandage the bruises on his knuckles even when he insists it's not a big deal. reiner, who bends down for a kiss before every game. for luck, he argues, but really, just because he misses you.
reiner, who doesn’t give a damn what anyone says because in his mind, he’s the luckiest man alive.
he still can’t believe someone like you – a brilliant, beautiful, smart goddess – chose someone like him, a dumb brute.
and sure, he doesn’t understand half the ramblings you go off on when you’re passionate about something, but he listens anyway.
because he loves you, and wouldn't change a thing about you.