Want me ( ErenxReaderxLevi)

Oh boy

"Careful"

"Ahh I'm trying.." you gasped, trying to hold your own.

"Take it out slowly..."

Following orders, you do as he says. Beads of sweat gathering at your forehead. Too scared to slip up, your hands trembled even.

"Don't you dare spill a single drop" he warned in a threatening tone and you swallowed hard.

"Ye--yes sir.."

You took a deep breath and attempted to pour the tea you've made  into the cup again.

It's harder than it looks. Especially when the CEO was right beside you, watching carefully. His expression was impassive, but his eyes were daring you to fuck up .  Knowing you would be fucked as well if that happens.

Finally, you're done making tea and you hold your breath as he reaches for the cup. He holds the cup from the rims (in which you found odd) and brings it too his lips. As he takes a sip, you cross your fingers behind your back and silently pray. Anticipating his review.

"Garbage" he says flaty and you fight the urge to pull at the roots of your hair in frustration. Holding back a groan.

"Sorry sir" you say tiredly, head hung low as a result of reoccurring failures.

"You're a shitty excuse for a personal assistant. Can't even make a decent cup of tea" He scoffed, making his way back to his desk.

Yes, you were now his personal assistant. He had offered you the job himself, knowing fully well you wouldn't be able to pay him back with your internship alone.

You accepted the job with open arms. Hell, you were ecstatic. You thought he were all too generous to have offered you this job. Not knowing you were walking into a trap laid out by your own naivety.

Oh how wrong you were. Because this man was determined to make your life a living hell.

It's has only been a week and you were reeling from stress. First it was sorting out his hectic schedule to make up for the time he had claimed to be priceless.

Then it was juggling your internship and your responsibilities to him. Hange had openly accused him of stealing you from her, but Levi couldn't give less of a damn.

And there was this. The hardest task of them all. Making him tea. Damn, you never thought tea was so complicated until now. Levi liked his tea made in a particular way, in a way which enables it to always taste and smell the same. To his liking.

Petra had boasted of how she was the only one who knew how to make his tea. You had wanted to learn from her, but Levi took it upon himself to teach you himself.

He wasn't a bad teacher. You were just an awful student.

What did you expect when your teacher was a hot slice of pie. Perfect from every angle. You couldn't help how you would always get distracted by his looming figure, or when you end up spacing out as he demonstrates his method, staring at his face instead of the procedure.

Making mental notes about his facial features, and memorizing them.