Precious ♡ |LeviHan|

B o N u S!

♡ PRECIOUS || LEVIHAN ♡
Author: pcyp_writes

| Bonus Chapter: We Meet Again.|

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"What... the hell?" 

Bluish grey eyes gawked down at the unexpected mess on his study table, widened in horror after another blink. The exact table that he used to wipe everytime in the morning until it reflects tiny rays of the rising sun. The same table he used to take a good care of every single day– not letting even a slight scratch to ruin its beauty. 

But now, a large pile of revision books and multiple coloured file folders had taken the whole space. He can't even see the shining surface of his lovely desk anymore. Even more depressing, there's a medium trash bin filled with crumpled papers at the right side of his desk. He was about to shriek when he saw two thick dictionaries settled on the chair. 

He blinked once, twice, thrice. He doesn't remember if he owns a dictionary that thick before. 

But he was precisely sure this is his fucking table. 

The first thought that clicks his brain– this is a terrible nightmare. 

And it really is. 

The back of his throat switched into a burning mode, anytime and it will exploded. He presses his nails a little too harshful on his sweeting palms.

He still got the time to clean up before the first class started. Taking a glimpse of the clock on the wall, he snorts. 

"Whoever did this, I'm going to kill them today." 

He starts to pick up a book when a warm hand gave his shoulder a firm squeeze. 

He launches a fist without even thinking while turning around to face the person– abruptly his veiny fist had been caught with ease by a certain blonde who appears to be one of his most trusted friend. 

"Chill, Levi. It's just me," a light chuckle from the man causes Levi to get a grip of himself better.

"Huh. Lucky you, or else you would've lost two teeth at the very least." Levi snickered, but the scowl on his face remained steady. 

"That one just now is easy to evade," Erwin throws his bag on the table next to Levi's, buttoning up his uniform. "Try harder next time, Levi-Heichou." 

"Stop calling me that, ugly eyebrows." Levi growls under his hitched breath, intending to get back to work as soon as possible. 

Erwin quirked a brow at him, completely confused. "Uh... Levi? What are you doing actually?" 

"Huh?" His fast movements came to a sharp halt, piercing Erwin's light blue eyes with his stern gaze again. 

"What is it look like? I'm cleaning of course, I'm sure your eyes are not as crap as your brain." 

"But... I didn't know that you somehow got an interest in cleaning someone else's table without further complaints? Or have you met her before?" Erwin takes a sit, staring knowingly at Levi who was still trying to understand the words he just said. 

"Met who? What are you talking about? This is my table, I'm cleaning my own table. Don't stare at me like that– you're being creepy." Levi presented Erwin one of his deadliest glare.