Liar Part 3 [Levi x reader]

Raising from the ground, you walked past Mai and made your way towards the little window that illuminated the room.
Propping your hands up on the dusty windowsill, you looked out of the window, your calm face looked like the one of a cute goddess as the sun shone on your acquaintance.

With your eyes shut tight and a happy smile on your face, your head was titled up towards the never ending love and energy the sun offered to the ones down on earth.

While you were drowned in your thoughts, Mai glanced at the note that you had left on the ground. Not changing the position of her legs, she simply rolled on her knees and picked the note up.
Not daring to disturb your peaceful stance, Mai silently twisted and turned the note in her hand before she opened her mouth in a silent yelp.

You heard her sharp inhale and furrowed your brows, before you opened your eyes and immediately closed them as the light hit your eyes.
Grunting in annoyance, you turned on your heel while rubbing your eyes and dragged your body towards her, until you were looming over her, your face more sleepy than anything else, but still you scared her with the way you stood in front of her. Yes, you still managed to look dangerous in a knee long dress.

With your hands propped up on either side of your hip and your feet right under your elbows, you looked down at her.

“Something wrong?” you asked her, your mouth stretching to a yawn as you finished your sentence.
Quickly nodding her head, she held the note up to you.
Snatching the note out of her hand, you cross-eyed the little piece of parchment. It looked like it had before and so you let your arm go limp and fall to your side while you arched an eyebrow at your friend.

Sighing she rose from the ground, snatched the note as quickly out of your hand like you had done before and eyed the note. Setting a self-confident smile on her lips, she took the note between her index fingers and thumbs and held it right in front of your eyes.
Your eyelashes almost touched the piece of parchment and so you grabbed her slim wrist, and pushed her hand back.

“Mai? Please?”
“Don’t you see it?” she said while flicking your forehead. “The single letters aren’t neat. He was trembling while he wrote this note to you! Oh my, he really likes you!” she said while she tried not to hyperventilate.
“Okay, don’t you think you only imagine it?”
“Nope! Never! I have to carry his paperwork to the postman and I see his handwriting almost every day. It’s perfect and now, the letters look a little shaky. He had been trembling while he wrote this note.”
Flicking her head, you snatched the note out of her hand and went to the stairs that led to the lower floors.

“Don’t imagine things that will never be reality.” you said before you walked down the stairs.
As soon as you were sure that Mai wouldn't see you, you pressed your back against the wall, held the note to your heart and took in a long breath. The thought of him really liking you made you feel weird, but in a good way and so you smiled as you held the note back on your eye level.

“So, he likes me? I’m a really good actor, but what’s this in my heart?” you muttered as your hands fell to your sides and you lent with the back of your head against the wall. Looking up at the ceiling you allowed yourself a moment in peace before you turned around and went down the staircase.



-Time skip-

Working with Hanji was exhausting, but at least your legs felt a lot better and you were positive that you would participate at the normal training session the next day.
Wandering down the halls, you stopped in front of your door, pushed the door with your back open and entered your room.
Mai and Vanessa just changed their clothes and both smiled at you as you joined them.

Giving them a small smile in return, you sat on your bed, your arms resting on your thighs and head hanging low because of the buckled back.

“How was it with Squad leader crazy?” Vanessa asked you, her loud voice echoing in your ears as you stayed in the same position.
“Crazy. I had to lick Eren’s skin and then Jean’s to check whether they taste differently. And no, they don’t!” you sighed as you leaned back and landed with your back on the thin mattrass.

“I’m sure Levi would have gotten jelly.” Mai blurted out before she sat up at straight on Vanessa’s bed and cupped her hands in front of her mouth.
“What do you mean?” Vanessa asked her, walking beside her while you were still lying on your bed, admiring Mai’s mattress.

“Ehm..hehe.. You know, Levi gave (f/n) a note and he was trembling while he wrote it...so he must get nervous as soon as he thinks about her.”

As you heard her, you sat up straight in an instant and as a result, you hit your head on the upper bed which was Mai’s. Yelping in pain, you held a hand to the pulsating flesh and glared at Mai.

“Seriously? I told you this in private.” you yelled across the little room while your hand rubbed your front.

“Oh my oh my, look what we have here. Things are getting interesting very soon.” Vanessa smiled as she made her way to you and put a hand on your shoulder.
“I knew you would be the perfect one for this role. A devil like no other but still you can act so sweet around other people.”

Grabbing your wrist, Vanessa pulled you once again towards the dining hall, along with Mai.
Entering the dining hall you were happy that no one gawked at you because of the little incident earlier this day with you and a very short dress.

Grabbing your soup and bread, the trio of you made your way to your usual table as suddenly Vanessa outstretched her leg and you fell over it, sending your soup flying in the air.
Falling over, you felt someone grabbing your wrist in the meantime and pulled you up.

Regaining your breath from your little panic attack, you turned around and smiled at Erwin who just had saved you from a pretty harsh landing.

“(L/N)!” you heard your name from someone right next to your ear. Eyes widening, the blood in your face fled and left behind a ghostly white. Turning like a defect gear-weel, you managed a sheepish smile on your lips as you saw how the soup dripped down Levi’s bangs.
To be honest, you found it absolutely funny. A short laugh escaped your throat as you saw how the ever so clean Corporal looked like a little baby that couldn’t eat.

It may have been funny for you, but not for Levi. Darkening his expression as he heard you laugh at him, he rose from the bench, set the objects on the table shaking, grabbed your wrist while you were still laughing and pulled you out of the dining hall.

The feeling of Levi’s cold fingers around your wrist sent your laughter to death and welcomed a desperate shriek. Digging your heels in the floor beneath your feet, you tried to wiggle in his grip and break free, but as a result he only tightened his grip around you wrist. Pinching his wrist, you hoped that he would set you free, but nothing you did could bring him to slow down or release you and so you found yourself standing in his sleeping quarter.

Pushing you against his desk, he turned around and slammed the door shut with his open hand. The loud noise of the forcefully closed door echoed in your ears and time seemed to stop as the ebony haired Mr. Proper turned his head over his shoulder and glared at you.
Shrinking against the desk, you held tight on the edge of the wooden desk and lent back as far as humanly possible.

Stripping down his jacket, he hung it over his shoulder as his fingers quickly fiddled with the buttons of his shirt, stripped it down and squeezed his shirt in his fist. A little of your soup dripped out of his shirt. The drops ran down his hand, down his arm, and the more of them came out of his shirt, the angrier he became.

You breathed loudly out of your mouth as you nervously clung on his desk. Stepping closer to your frightened form, you weren’t sure where to look at. His abs, his face, his pants...nothing seemed to be right and so you kept your gaze on his shirt. You felt sorry for the poor shirt as he squeezed it, but then again were you happy that it wasn’t you who got strangled to death by an angry midget.

Bringing his hand high up, you were sure that he was about to slap you and without prior warning, you began to scream.
The Corporal’s eyes widened as he heard your scream echoing in his ears. For a short moment he froze in place, the hand that was in the air stopped to move and he curiously scanned your form. You were a loud, unrespectful, provoking brat and he never believed that he would hear you scream in angst. Sadly, you couldn’t see his stunned expression as you shut your eyes.

Pressing his hand on your mouth, your eyes snapped open and eyed the hand that was so rough and gentle at the same time. Leaning down, Levi held your head in place to look you straight in your widened eyes.

“Listen, you will shut up and accept your task. Now clean my shirt and then you can leave, okay?”

Nodding with tears in your eyes, he pulled his arm back and pressed the soaked shirt in your lap. Reluctantly retrieving your hands from the edge of his desk, you grabbed the shirt, pushed him out of your way with your shoulder and went to his ensuite bathroom and put the shirt in the bathtub. Kneeling on the floor, you tried to rub the soup out of his shirt. You squeezed it and massaged water on the stains.
Levi was leaning against the doorframe as he watched you cleaning. Okay, you weren’t cleaning, but it’s not your fault that you had never really made laundry.

Every time he grunted in annoyance, you turned your head over your shoulder, your hair always falling in your vision in the process and glared at him.

“Don’t you have a second shirt or why are you walking around without one on?” you yelled as you annoyed turned around and sat on the floor, one of your hands in your lap while your other hand still hung in the bathtub.

He watched with amusement how you exhaustedly looked up at him. But he never showed it, for sure. On the outside he was still glaring at you.

“I have another shirt, but I want this one.” he cooly said.
“You gotta be shitting me. Every shirt looks like the other! Why do you want this one? Does it smell like your favorite bleach? Or is it the one you wore as you asked your mob out for the first time?” you yelled as you took your arm out of the bathtub and crossed your arms over your chest.

His eyebrow twitched at your words and without a word, he pushed himself off the doorframe and turned around, leaving you alone with the shirt.

You were cleaning this damn shirt for at least half an hour and it didn’t look like any process had been made. Mumbling curses under your breath, Levi came back with his secret weapon behind his back.

“You need soap.” he whispered in your ear as he lent over your shoulder and put his hands over yours. Leaning with his broad chest on your back, he gently placed the soap in your palm and guided your hands.

’He’s so gentle...NO! You hate him. It’s just a role. C’mon, go (f/n), hate the little midget. I know I can do it!’ your mind screamed as you tried to control your blush.
Helping you to clean his shirt, one of his hands left yours, pulled the hem of your dress down and pressed his lips on your newly exposed shoulder area.
Choking on your own saliva, you let the soap fall on his shirt while his lips traveled further up your neck.

He stopped his movement as he heard how the soap hit the hard bathtub, grabbed your shoulders and turned you around so that you were facing him.
Leaning over, he grabbed the edge of the his bathtub and slowly lent down.
Watching how your eyes fluttered shut, he stopped right in front of your lips.

“Look which brat plays dirty and gets tame as soon as she’s alone with me?” he whispered before he lent over.

’Plays dirty and is tame around him? Sorry Corporal but looks like you don’t have a clue what’s going on. I play tame around you, Sherlock. And how much does he love himself? Believing that I get weak for him. Let’s look how crazy I can make him!’

Before his lips touched yours, you turned away from him. His lips landed on the flower in your hair.
Abruptly opening his eyes, he glared as the flower stuck between his lips and coughed it out. Raising from the ground you pushed the Corporal on his back, lent over his form and whispered, “Let’s see who gives in first, midget.”

Jumping over his body, you casually went out of his room, through the hallway and to your room, leaving the Corporal puzzled on the ground.

Mai and Vanessa waited for you for so long and as soon as your (h/c) hair shimmered in the room, they jumped down their beds, and strolled to you.
“What happened?” Vanessa blurted out, fixing her hair while she spoke to you.

“Our plan works totally out.” you smiled before Vanessa and Mai threw one of their arms around your shoulders and giggled along with you.


-Night-

While you were sleeping, Vanessa tiptoed across the room, pulled the thin blanket off Mai and typed her shoulder.
Grunting, Mai tiredly opened one of her eyes while her hair laid like a halo around her head.

Pressing her index finger on Mai’s lips, Vanessa glared at your light-brown haired friend.

“Listen, we won’t wake up (f/n) tomorrow. Trust me, she has to spend time with him when she won’t arrive on time.”

Licking Vanessa’s index, Mai smiled and nodded while Vanessa stared with disgust at her index. Vanessa gave a thumbs up as she bid goodnight and climbed down the bed, back on her own.