(discontinued.) Levi x Reader One-Shots

Detention | Teacher!Levi x Student!Reader

Okay, different type of one-shot. Definitely OOC Levi, and Reader-chan will have a different personality in this one compared to the others.

Different writing style, maybe.

It may be confusing slightly, so I'm sorry.

Also, you and Levi won't have a "couple" relationship in this one, it just won't happen.

And this will be similar to a drabble, very fucking short.

*coughs* tall levi *coughs*

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| 1st Day |

I rolled my eyes as I sat in the back of class, looking at Levi boringly. It was only a few more moments until class was dismissed.

When the bell finally rung, Levi sat at his desk and called for me. Upon approaching him, he smiled at me sadly, giving me a pink slip.

"What the hell is this, Levi?" I spat, crumpling the piece of paper and shoving it in my pocket. He sighed, chuckling softly.

"Remember, (y/n). You have to call me Mr. Ackerman from now on, okay? And it seems like you haven't been completing the assigned homework again. Detention after school, okay?" It seemed like he was asking me for fucking permission to give me detention.

"Stop treating me like a fucking baby! I'm almost as old as you, Levi." I boomed, walking towards the door and leaving. "See you after school."

I hid myself behind the wall, listening to Levi's response. He was unaware of my presence.

"Heh heh..." He laughed softly and sadly, running a hand through his hair. He looked down at his papers with a fallen expression. "See you."

| After School |

"Maybe you should help me with my incapability of doing the homework instead of assigning me detention all the time." I murmured. I swung my backpack around my chair to set it in place as I sat in my chair. I propped my elbows on the desk, resting my head on my hand. I looked at Levi with utter annoyance.

"Maybe you should've asked earlier, (y/n). I'm always willing to help you." He smiled, pulling up a chair to sit across from me. He took out a copy of the homework and placed it on the desk.

"Wow, finally you're helping me solve my shit like old times." I sputtered, aggressively grabbing my pen and writing all over the homework.

"You're only like this in my class, and you're perfectly fine doing my homework. Is something wrong?" Levi ignored my outburst and asked. He put his hand on my head and rustled my hair. My eyes widened in anger as I set down my pen loudly.

I hated it when he touched my hair.

"Seriously?! 'Is something wrong?!' You're what's wrong! Why can't you talk to me like before, Levi?!" I yelled in his face, smacking his hand off of my head. His eyes widened a fraction before smiling sadly.

"Ah, (y/n), you're always so energetic. And mad. Why?" He exaggerated his question. I clicked my tongue. I pushed him away and crossed my arms, looking away from his gaze.

"I'm an adult now. Stop treating me like I'm a child. You're only a few years older than me. And this stupid teacher act. I'm not going to be treated like a weak student being dominated and controlled by her teacher, Levi!" I yelled, still avoiding his eyes. His soft, grey eyes I used to always stare into from before.

"But I'm your teacher, (y/n). And don't forget, it's Mr. Ackerman." He repeated softly. I clicked my tongue again before getting up from my seat and grabbing my backpack.