On the other hand, Bertolt does. He had always been self-conscious even before the outbreak, embarrassed by the sounds Reiner was able to drag out of his mouth and knowing that not only had Marco overheard them, but knowing that meant the rest of the compound did too. At least it wasn't nearly as bad as knowing Berwick had overheard them once in the past.

He'd never get over the teasing that ensued the following week.

Though Bertolt wouldn't lie and say the idea that Reiner just put into his head wasn't appealing because it was. He's suddenly aware of his heart beating hard under Marco's hand and the gentle, strong feel of Reiner's fingers. Not to mention... "Either I'm drunker than I thought or I'm dreaming." He had to be. That had to be the only reason why Reiner sad that. "A-Are you serious?"