Levi grunted as he scribbled away at his remaining few reports, a frown forever etched onto his features, wishing to get to the showers and then to his bed as soon as possible.He was concentrating so deeply that he did not even hear the knocks on the door, and a presence entering the room.
"Captain, your tea," you said with a warm smile, setting down the teacup on his table. Levi's eyes widened for a split second, before resuming to his bored expression. He nodded in response, and thus you promptly left him, not noticing his lingering stare on you.
Truth be told, Levi had a slight infatuation towards you. He might be able to keep his composure during deaths and battles, but he was also a man. He could not help finding you to be physically attractive, with your (colour) hair and bright (colour) eyes, your features turning from lovely to serious when on the battleground. He has observed you enough to acknowledge that you were a good soldier, already having numerous solo and many group kills. He even offered to train you during hand-to-hand combat. Yet, yes, he admired you to an extent, but no, he will not tell anyone or show it.
Finished with his reports, Levi left to the showers, unconsciously slowing down when he was near your room. You shared a room with three other female soldiers from your class, but of course, you left the most impact on him. The two of you were close enough for him to almost call you a friend. It was late at night, and you should technically be sleeping.
“Tch, brat,” he muttered softly to himself, about to walk off until his ears perked up the mention of his name coming from your bedroom. He stood next to your door, surprisingly finding himself curious as to what you were talking about.
“(Name), I am so jealous of you! You have so many ‘alone-times’ with Captain Levi!” your comrade moaned. You blinked at her, laughing as you reassured her that you were only giving Levi a cup of tea.
“Yes, but it is still something! Captain is so strong and brave, so admirable, so handsome, so mysterious with those intimidating eyes and raven black hair~”
“Heh, but he’s short,” you commented. Levi felt a pang of annoyance upon hearing you poke fun at his height. Usually he would not care whenever people made fun of his small stature, but the fact that it was coming from you irritated him slightly.
“(Name)… YOU are shorter than him.”
“Yeah… by a couple of centimetres, but I am practically his height!” Levi snorted at your failed attempt to retort.
Your other friend joined in, her voice lowering down an octave, “But you know, I heard that humanity’s strongest soldier is also powerful in the sheets!”
Levi shuddered a bit at the thought that people (including his own comrades) have been spreading rumours about his sex life. He immediately regretted listening in to your gossip session, feeling like his privacy was being invaded instead. However, he found himself rooted to the ground, wanting to know your response to that.
You muffled your laughter into a pillow, and began joking about, “Captain Levi is such a neat-freak- I can imagine him folding the clothes neatly and placing them to a side, spoiling the mood. Actually, I can’t even imagine him doing the deed; he doesn’t like getting sweaty and dirty.”
You and your friends had a much needed laugh, though unconsciously hurting the poor man’s pride and heart. He did not expect you of all people to have such a negative image of him. Having heard and been humiliated enough, Levi calmly left, his face as cold (perhaps a tiny bit colder) as usual. Too bad he did not hear what you said next…
“(Name), do you really hate Captain that much?”
You smiled to no one in particular, a deep blush dusting your cheeks as you hugged the pillow close to you, “No, I don’t. I respect and admire him a lot, despite all his flaws. You never know when you can die here in the survey corps… So I want to stand by his side for as long as possible, cherish all my moments with him.”
The next day was also a day given off for a well-deserved break. You were about to head off home for a nice family meal, when you heard an oh-so-recognizable voice from down the hallway, “OIIIII, (NAAAMMEE)!”
You turned around to see the bespectacled titan-lover bound over to you. “The shorty is ordering you to go over and help clean his room!”
You groaned in disdain; you wanted to meet up with your loved ones as soon as possible, and Levi was so finicky about cleanliness. Nevertheless, you made your way to his bedroom.
‘Hmm, maybe I’ll invite Levi over to join us for dinner. He works so hard; the captain deserves a nice home-cooked meal once in a while…’ you thought to yourself, feeling butterflies in your stomach as you approached his room. The opportunity to be able to spend time with Levi without having fears of getting eaten was so rare, and if he accepted the invite, your heart would just dance and run around excitedly.
Before you could knock on his door, Levi opened it, glaring at you as he pulled you in, “Tch, you’re slow.”
He pushed you onto his bed and straddled you, ignoring your confused expression and attempts to wriggle away.
“(Name), you said I am bad in bed,” he said in a low voice, leaning close to your reddened face, “I am going to make you eat your words.”