Usually, Erwin is not the type of person to use physical strength but now he uses all his force to hold down the man and handcuff him.
"Stay still."
He repeats it again to calm the man under him who still tries to move even with Erwin on top of him.
"Don't you understand what still means? Fucking pig."
Levi pressed the sole of his heavy boot to the man's back, pressing his cheek against the wet asphalt. It was late and dark so Erwin decided to let this slide. He successfully handcuffed him and looked up at Levi. He wiped his solethe on the man's shirt and after that took his leg away, looking over his shoulder.
They got into the car hoping that it was the last call on their shift. It was a tiring day, call after the call but the cases weren't even that serious making them both feel burdened. Levi knew his position in police and sometimes it pissed him off how they were called to a thing that the lower unit could do with ease. Erwin looked at the man in the backseat through the rear mirror then at Levi who was resting his arm on the door looking through the window. Erwin grabbed with his free hand the radio microphone and submitted a report of their call already knowing that Levi won't speak anymore today.
Erwin was driving slow like they were on some kind of trip, not with a fucking rat in the backseat. But somehow it felt like a trip when his face was leaning out from the window, moist air and wind made his headless pressure, the dark sky made him not think about this gross day only about the warm bath and bed after work. The hum of the radio fade away and he heard only the wind and wet road.
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As soon as he walked into his office-
SNAP.
The thick folders with documents hit hard Levi's white desk.
"What the fuck" Levi whispered under his nose.
He looked up, his eyes glassy from the weak light of his desk lamp just meeting the hard gaze of the Nile, his commissioner. He felt just like sighing knowing exactly what he has to do. Staying after hours was a normal thing but he was already so exhausted from working the second day in a row while sleeping no more than 3 hours.
"Geez, you look like shit. Do something about it," the Nile grimaced. "But first this." His finger landed on the folders then he left Levi cursing under his nose.
Maybe I wouldn't look like shit if not for this shitty job. He opened one of the folders, with a distaste took a sip of his cold coffee, and grab a pen in his shaky hand. Almost ending the first report his hand slipped when the door opened really noisy following more annoying voice. He didn't have to look up knowing already to whom that loud voice belonged, he clenched his hand on the pen.
"I knew I would find our workaholic here!" Hanji says as They entered the room, the door bounced off the wall but They held them with Their hand. That freak has so much energy after 12 hours of work, what the hell was wrong with Them.
Levi looked down at the scrawl, his brows furrowed "You're rewriting this."
Hanji ignored his words and his serious expression as They entered the room and leaned on his shoulders, looking at the paper. Her presence didn't help him with his work, even worst, it annoyed the shit out of him. Levi ran his hand over his face, then placed them hard on the desk just so he wouldn't push Them off his shoulders because that wouldn't be gentle.
"What do you want," he says, his voice really annoyed. "I'm busy so fuck off now." He knew that this wouldn't work, he might as well just give up on his work.
"We are going for a beer," They say, They were too close and Their voice way too loud for Levi's ears "Hope you won't choose those instead of us."
Levi never thought he would say that but he is glad that Hanji came to him. He needed drink, alcohol, something that won't taste like cold coffee or a job. With his two fingers, he massaged his nose and closed the folder when he heard a familiar, manly voice.
