Still Standing | Levi Ackerman

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My reflection stared back at me, the same distressed face, and the same hair I've never cut.

Funny. I never dared to cut my hair for two reasons. One being that I enjoyed its length, and the second reason being that it was the hair I grew out through the memories I didn't have. Maybe it sounds strange, but it was just how my brain decided to work. And now, I don't want anything to do with the past.

I grabbed the shiny scissors, noticing the way my hand shook as I brought it closer to my hair. The other hand held part of my hair, holding it up to cut. I didn't know how to cut hair, I didn't even know how to keep it straight and not choppy. Still, that wasn't going to stop me.

I squeezed my eyes shut with anticipation as the strands of my hair laid in between the two blades of the scissors. Here goes nothing..

"Only an idiot would cut their hair with their eyes closed"

I opened my eyes abruptly and looked at the captain behind me in the reflection. Then my whole body turned around to see him for real.

"I- What are you doing in here, sir?!" I asked, frantically after the scare he had given me.

"The door was open" He pointed at the door that lead to the bathroom, but not the actual room. (a/n the bathroom is connected to the bedroom)

"No I mean-"

He held up paper in his hands subtly, "Thought you might want to see the plan for the new Specials Ops Squad."

"oh" I turned back to the mirror, "I'm sort of in the middle of something right now..."

"Good, then you can just listen." Levi grabbed the scissors from my hands, and walked directly behind me, "how short"

My eyebrows raised, but I tried to hide my surprise.

"Maybe like.." I used my hand to show how long I wanted my hair to be afterwards. And I jumped when I heard the slow sound of the scissors blades crashing, causing hair to be cut. I couldn't help myself from dropping my head to see it fall to the ground. Levi placed his hand on top of my head and yanked it back to look straight.

"Stop moving" He ordered, then spoke again, "Mikasa, the bald idiot, Historia, horse face, potato girl, suicidal maniac, and armin are now apart of the squad." he cut more hair and I pressed my lips against each other in attempt to stay still.

"And you, obviously" he added, then grabbed the side of my arm and turned me over to face him. He cut the front hairs of my face, and I darted my eyes around the room trying to avoid looking directly at him this close.

I couldn't really control myself as he was right there and the urge to look only grew stronger when I tried not to look. I stopped my eyes on him, and watched as he cut my hair with focus. The small distance between us only caused the palms of my hands to build with sweat.

He stopped, and stepped back.

"done"

I turned back to look at myself through the reflection of the mirror, taking in the details of my hair that had just been cut. He did it really quickly, yet somehow he managed to add layers and make it look professional.