Neko Levi X (OC)Female!Neko

Chaperter One: Boring Life

A/N: This is not a Reader X!! This story is about one of my oc's X Levi. Also there will be alot of swearing in this, also a high possibility of smut. Anddd don't for get the neko part, k?

Anyways enjoy!

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'Where the fuck is that shitty brat?' Levi mentally cursed, awaiting his master to return home from his so called 'date'. He starred up at the ceiling, his face plastered into a scowl. He was hungry, and unfortunately, he couldn't cook for the life of him. The clock that was hung on the wall ticked at every second, his raven dark ear twiching with each hollow beat. He sighed, letting out a breath he didn't relised he was holding in. He soon heard a familiar jingle of keys and sat up straight, turning to completely show his glare to the late man.

"Hey Levi, sorry I'm late I was-" Erwin said, getting cut of by the deathly look of his companion.

"Don't give me that bullshit, just feed me already." Levi said with a hiss, not once breaking his gaze. Erwin sighed, placing his keys on a table.

"Alright then." He said, walking to the kitchen. "You know you wouldn't be so hungry if you would let me teach you how to cook." He said, moving quickly to arrange a sandwich for the angry neko. Levi practically Spit at his words. Surprisingly though, The raven didn't retort.

"Here," Erwin said, gently laying down the plate upon the coffee table. "Enjoy~" He said, ruffling Levi's hair.

Levi pawed at him aimlessly, digging into his salmon and tuna sandwich. Although Erwin didn't exactly get why (he guessed it was a cat thing) he knew Levi enjoyed it. Levi quickly finished his food, moving to clean up his mess. You see, he may not be able to cook; but he could clean like hell.

After that was done, he went to his room, hissing as he past erwin. He got dressed in a black tee shirt and dark pajama bottoms, noting to do the laundry tomorrow; they were his last pair. He walked over and turned the light off, his eyes guided by the illuminating light coming from the window.

His bed was located in the left corner of his room, the window being directly in the middle of the longer side. He sat ontop of the grey pattern, leaning against the window sill. He stared up into the night sky, the moon almost being full, brightly shinning down on the city. It was peaceful, so unlike the time when he was stray. That was all behind him now, but the memory haunted him still. He layed down, letting the light wash all those thoughts away. He felt himself being embraced by sleep, gently tugging at his mind to follow. He invited it, falling into a deep slumber...

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"Oi, Levi, breakfast!" Erwin called, from the kitchen.

Levi stirred and got up, the smell of freshly cooked eggs filling his scents. He removed the covers he buried himself in sometime during the night, stretching in a sitting position on the edge of the bed. He jumped down of the bed, hissing when the cold wooden floor made contact with his bare feet. He gently remade the bed, putting everything back in order as he does every morning.

Making his way down the hall, he remembered it was only Friday. Usually, Erwin would be on his way to work by now, telling Levi there was cereal or something for him. He sat at the table, the question bouncing around his head for a moment before speaking.

"Arn't you supposed to be at-"

"Work? Not today, it's my day off." Erwin said with a smile, setting down a cup of coffee and two plates on the table. Levi sighed, taking bites of his eggs before Erwin spoke again. "I'm going grocery shopping after this, do you need anything?" He said, taking a sip of his coffee.

"No, not that I can think of." Levi said, finishing up his plate.

"Alright then." Erwin said, continuing his breakfast. Levi washed his plate and headed to his room, hauling out the brown basket of dirty clothes to their washer. He carefully dumped the basket in, throwing in a detergent pack and turning the machine on. He washed his hands and walked Back to his room, setting his alarm for an hour.

He sat on his bed and sighed, looking around his plain room for entertainment. He didn't have much, a closet there, a dresser here, his bed, a night stand and a book self with already read and reread books. He picked up his favorite; seventh son. He didn't know why he liked this book so much, but he started rereading it anyways.

He soon found himself laying down on his bed, immersed into the story, watching the tale of this adventure flow before him. His eyes unfortunately began to flutter closed though, telling him to take a nap. So he did, placing the book down on the nightstand and falling asleep.