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Levi's horrible flirtling skills part 9.

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Indecipherable groans echoed through the room, merging with the sound of the alarm. Reluctantly sitting up, still in uniform, the bed covers crumpled under the weight as the person rose.

Perhaps it was easier to abandon it after only an hour or two of sleep before having to get up again. A long night and a long day ahead. From the window, the light was already sneaking in subtly as the sun began to rise earlier. Pushing the door open, the bustling place was a harsh welcome so early.

“Morning...” The greeting was said without much emotion.

“Morning, Y/N!” one of the girls replied as she prepared breakfast in the small kitchen while another girl, a redhead, sat at the round dining table, which also served as a living room.

Each of them was getting ready for the day ahead. Y/N easily began to prepare herself something to eat, trying not to disturb the girl who was already using the kitchen, while the redhead curled her eyelashes while sipping tea. With a loud sigh, Y/N took a seat and had a simple toast.

“How was yesterday?” the redhead asked.

“Good... all the babies were healthy.”

“I was talking about the date.”

“Yeah, how did that go?” The other girl, with light brown hair and golden eyes, sat down too.

Y/N simply shrugged, putting on face cream as she passed down the tea. “Good, I guess...” she replied, almost disinterested, but as she slowly woke up, she got a cheeky grin. “He’s taking me to the official party.”

The other two girls gasped excitedly as if they were the ones invited. “But that’s Saturday, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Better! You promised me we’d go to Edward’s party on Friday,” the brunette added.

“Don’t forget girls’ night on Wednesday,” the redhead chimed in. “And we promised Charlie to help her choose something for the hospital event next week on Tuesday.”

“Ugh, but I thought we were all going to the downtown party together. There will be happy hour for all the drinks!” The brunette pouted slightly. “But I guess you and your all-mighty new guy have better plans than us.”

“I know, I know,” Y/N replied calmly. “I’m aware.”

Y/N chuckled, biting her lower lip as the other two girls joked with each other. “So? That’s all?”

Y/N grimaced uneasily, softly humming, almost disinterested. “He was very... nice and cute, well-behaved.”

“Are you describing humanity’s strongest or a dog?”

It made her snort with laughter. “Minnie!” she exclaimed, covering her mouth as she laughed.

“He’s not that talkative,” she tried to justify. “Or... perhaps he’s shy, stoic...” she clicked her tongue. “I don’t know.”

There was a soft hum of uncertainty filling the silence, but it was overpowered by one of the cats demanding food. “Going, going,” one of the girls said as she got up and rushed to the cat's demands.

“I just... hope that maybe around his friends, he’ll get a bit more confident,” Y/N said, raising her hands in the air as if pushing her last hope onto the idea.

“Maybe,” the brunette tried to support the idea, resting her head on her hand. “You said he’s nice...”

“He is! He’s very nice...” she said, as if it were a consolation prize, letting the words drag out as if the idea didn’t fully satisfy her. “It’s just that I like my man with a bit more spice... a bit less vanilla.”

—

“Ugh...” A loud groan followed as the suit, still on its hanger, was brought closer to the position it would have once worn, allowing him to admire his reflection in the mirror. “I don’t even know why I agreed to this.”

“’Cause you’re desperate?” Hange spun around in the chair, messily eating a snack, which made Levi frown as crumbs dirtied his pristine floor. “Think about it... you could make it kinda official this way and make sure the MPs won’t be hitting on her.”

“I don’t think we’re quite there yet,” Levi replied, the idea of publicly declaring his relationship status not exactly appealing. “Don’t you think it’s too soon to make it official?”

Hange shrugged. “Do you want my honesty?”

“Yes, and I also want you to stop dropping crumbs on my floor.”

The brunette took an extra messy bite before speaking. “I don’t think she sees it that way...”

The little excitement Levi felt was quickly fading, and after Hange’s words, it simply ceased to exist. “Capital girls are taken to official military balls all the time... someone had to say it to you, shorty.”

The squad leader probably thought of this as ripping off a band-aid.

“Yeah,” Levi replied curtly, trying to hide his own disappointment. “Did you take a damn shower already? You stink.”

Scoffing, Hange rose from their position, grabbed a bunch of crackers from the bowl to eat them all at once, and frowned deeply as they left. “I hope you get to empty your balls soon so maybe you’ll stop being so constipated.”

Levi swore he was ignoring his usual, right, self-preservation instincts when he agreed to bring her there. The suit felt odd on him; he hated the environment, the people, the situation, how he was handling it, and particularly the looks.

All those old greasy men who had lost touch with reality, their privilege, and their classism, were eyeing her. ‘She’s looking fucking breathtaking, but for fuck’s sake, behave,’ he thought.

Her tight little red dress, her shiny, innocent eyes, her sweet smile, her shoulders and neck on display as she had her hair up—Levi was sneaking little peeks each time he got a chance. He could hide those, but the types of stares that he could hardly hide—and had no intention of hiding—were the ones he gave when he was just two steps away from her, and she was already being approached by another man.

‘They’re like fucking flies,’ Levi thought, clicking his tongue, two dishes in hand as he walked back to her side.

“It’s my first time at one of these events,” he began to pick up their conversation from afar.

“Oh, there’s always a first time for everything, sweetie,” Levi knew exactly who he was—a high-ranking Garrison member from the west. “Did you come alone? Want me to get you something to eat?”

“She came with me,” Levi spat out before she could look around and point him out.

“Captain, I heard you came, but I didn’t believe it. Maybe we should insist on inviting you more often if you’re going to bring such pretty company all the time,” the dark-haired man said slowly, walking away as Levi’s gaze never wavered. Raising his cup in the air, he added, “Miss.”

She timidly smiled back without saying much.

‘If I ever catch him outside the walls... I’m pushing him over. His wife will thank me,’ Levi thought.

Returning to her, he handed her what he had gotten from the buffet. “Thank you. I think he was a bit tipsy,” she said, taking her dish.

Levi looked down at the dinner, which consisted mostly of little pieces heavily decorated. He grimaced.

‘Can’t they just give normal fucking food for once? With the money they wasted on this posh shit, we could have gotten food that actually fills you up,’ he thought.

He took a small bite, but the whole piece could easily fit in his mouth, and the taste didn’t appeal to him. “Do you want to get another drink?”

Levi tried to swallow the bite he had taken before speaking. ‘I just had three glasses... maybe I don’t want to look like an alcoholic. Isn’t that what everyone thinks of soldiers? That all we do is get pissed drunk on citizens’ money?’

“I’m fine,” he said, but seeing her disappointment, he quickly added, “I can go and get you one if you want.”

“No, it’s fine.”

‘... that didn’t sound good. Fuck, what did I do wrong? I didn’t want another, but should I have just said yes?’

As the night went on, Levi began to regret his decision to attend. First, they were left completely alone as Hange and Erwin went to secure funds, and then she asked his worst nightmare.

“Do you want to dance?”

‘Shit... I fucking adore you, but there’s a limit...’

“I’m not much of a dancer.”

Later, they were catching some fresh air on one of the balconies, also taking in the gardens, when they encountered a group of men smoking. “Do you want to go to another balcony?” he asked, catching the scent of cigarettes.

The resigned look on her face as she forced a smile made him feel uneasy. “It’s fine, I’m not made of glass.”

‘... maybe I’m the one who needs a cig. What did I say this time? I was just trying to be—’

“Sorry, you’re very nice,” she interrupted, running her hand through his arm and giving it a gentle squeeze. But the pleasant smile and condescending tone didn’t match the words.

“Miss? The gentleman over there sent you this,” another staff member brought over the fifth drink sent her way.

“Oh, thanks,” she said, accepting the glass. “You sure you don’t mind?”

Shaking his head softly, Levi responded, “No.”

‘I’ve killed people in the underground for less... way less,’ he thought.

Clenching his teeth and trying to take deep breaths, Levi thought, The last thing I need tonight is to get jealous over stupid drinks... I learned my lesson last time.

He noticed her rejecting those who asked her to dance, but Levi could see it all over her face.

She’s bored... she’s so damn bored that she can’t even hide it anymore.

It’s like knowing you’re running out of gas and not being able to reach anywhere safe with the 3DMG... Damn it! It's not my fault, I didn’t plan the party.

Maybe I should have taken her for a dance...

No, let’s be honest, I can’t do that.

Levi’s mind was racing, seeing all his efforts crumble before his eyes without him being able to do anything. It didn’t help that the one time Erwin dragged him over to talk to some donors, he saw her from afar, chatting with a friend from the MPs and having a blast. Laughing, drinking, whispering in each other’s ears.

This is a damn test... and I’m failing like the biggest idiot who hasn’t touched a single book all semester.

The nobleman Erwin was trying to force Levi to listen to kept talking while Levi dissociated, trying not to pay attention. What the hell am I doing wrong? He tried to keep up the pretense until he saw it.

Her being approached by another person, who stopped by and began talking and talking.

No... no, over my dead body.

Nile was rambling to her about something that had caught her attention enough that she was listening intently.

No way I’m letting that asshole with a pitiful excuse for a beard talk behind my back, because I know that’s what he’s doing.

“Yeah, very interesting, but if you’ll excuse me,” Levi interrupted the older man under the scrutiny of an extremely disappointed Erwin.

He took quick steps, trying to reach them as fast as possible.

“Nile,” Levi spat out the name as he got by her side, frowning at the man.

“Oh, the Commander was just telling me that he met you when you were still living in the underground,” she commented as if there was a need for an introduction.

“Ah, is that so?” Levi feigned interest. “Doesn’t your wife need a hand, Nile? Three kids are a lot to handle.”

“Levi,” the MP acknowledged the Captain’s presence, “Marie is doing just fine, thank you. I was surprised you brought someone with you, so I decided to share some knowledge.”

“He was just telling me that you beat his team up and stole their 3DMG gear when you were a thug.”

Nile might be Erwin’s old friend, but he definitely wasn’t Levi’s, and they hadn’t been on the best of terms since... well, ever. “Maybe, I don’t really remember. If I had to remember each MP I put in their place...”

“It was illegal, Levi,” Nile insisted. “You know... Levi was known for getting very close to a few female MP soldiers who went down there to meet him.”

What the hell? You’re already married, why do you care? Levi felt the color drain from his face. It wasn’t that he was ashamed of what he did as a thug, but the underground was different, and he wasn’t ready to introduce her to that part of him.

“Oh,” she hummed in understanding, turning to her left to look at the Captain. “Is that so?”

“That was many years ago,” Levi added.

“No, it wasn’t that many.”

“Tch,” Levi went to grab her hand and suggested, “Don’t you want to go for a stroll around the gardens?”

“No, I want to keep listening to how you put MP girls in their place in the hallways of the underground,” she replied, catching him completely off guard.

What the hell? What else did you tell her, moron? She’s going to think I’m some asshole who goes around pretending to be a fuckboy.

“Tell me, sir.” Her shining eyes and bright smile confused him deeply. “Why are you recalling or telling me any of this?”

Suddenly, both men fell silent, and her change in attitude was unexpected. Levi noticed how her fake smile turned into a cheeky grin.

“Are you jealous that those girls got railed up in a hallway and you didn’t? I’m confused.”

“N-No!”

Levi was speechless as he admired her.

“Don’t worry, I’m not the jealous type. I’m sure we can all come to an agreement! I mean, as long as your wife is in favor,” Y/N replied, taking another sip of her drink but never breaking eye contact.

Nile scoffed and left without saying much. “Cheers!” she said, raising her glass in the air.

“I didn’t know you had that in you,” Levi whispered, trying to form a coherent thought.

“Hmm?” She took another sip and chuckled. “Me? I didn’t know you were like that, Captain.”

I claimed victory too fast.

“No. Well, I was a brat back then.”

“Is that so?” She questioned, but Levi was slowly noticing the changes in her body language. “Tell me,” she whispered, getting so close to his face that Levi could taste the liquor on her breath as she spoke.

Frowning, he listened. “If I had been allowed to go down there...” her voice dropped lower with each word, “Would you have railed me up against a damp wall too?”

Holy... shit—

“That depends,” Levi’s voice dropped too, as neither of them broke eye contact, the tension between them rising. “I only punished them if they misbehaved in my territory.”

She softly bit her bottom lip and looked at him through her lashes. “I can misbehave too, Captain.”

The roll of her tone as she pronounced his title... I could get hard just from that... what the hell is happening? I don’t care, but I’m enjoying it.

Levi chuckled; it came naturally at seeing her batting eyes at him and taking innocent little sips. “I thought you were a good girl.”

“Oh, I’m a good girl,” she pouted, “...but I may like to do bad things with you.”

I want to grip that stupidly pretty face of yours and... damn, where have you been my whole life?

“Like what?” he asked huskily.

She slowly rolled her eyes, swaying a little side to side and checking that they weren’t being observed. “I’m so bored.”

“Are you? Tch, what a spoiled little thing you are,” Levi couldn’t resist running a finger down the side of her face, pushing a non-existent hair out of the way.

“I don’t want to make Erwin mad at us...” she muttered, looking to the side, pretending. “What do you say you use those thug skills of yours to sneak us out of here, and we go to my place where my friends are out?”

Forget whatever I said—God bless you, Nile!

“I would say, give me fifteen minutes and meet me by the bathroom.”

Play it cool, try to ignore the fact that all your blood is rushing down to your dick.

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Her hands moved to pretend she was arranging the folds of his suit. “I would say, make it ten.”

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I wrote this high on painkillers and antibiotics, be nice lol

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