Levi x Peasant! Reader ~ Manners

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(A/N) Just a little spoiler towards the incoming information you're going to read. The one-shot may start a little seriously and all angst-y, but just wait for the end. Don't worry fluff and dirty moments are a "YES" all the time in my works.

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Above the ground was so pretty. It was bright and colorfull and loud. 

It had sun and moon. It had actual sky. It had fresh air and wind. It had citizens with manners. It had everything. 

While the Underground city had almost none of it. 

The people were all sick or bandits. There was no sunlight. There was no moonlight. There was no freedom. There was no choice. 

You were staying there for life unless you had enough money to buy yourself a citizenship to the above. 

(Y/N) (L/N) did not had those money and she knew it. 

She was poor, dirty and helpless, but she had her ways of survival. 

She would kill, steal and beat just to survive. Her sister needed her. 

Her long (h/c) bangs were long cut into a (h/l) style and the real color was not that seeable from the dirt stuck into her bangs. Her body looked slim, tired and weak, but she could move fast and strike even faster. Her reflexes had done most of their job to keep her alive. 

She had dark bags under her eyes and her clothes would be always dirty and torn, but one thing about her hasn't changed all this time - her eyes.

Even with the fact that she looked weak and as if she would die any minute, her (e/c) eyes were just as lively and mischevious as ever. She could even look animalistic sometimes with the conditions she lived in, but her eyes would never change. 

They would stay alive for her body and soul. 

It was just a normal day for her. Walking around in search of food for her sister when out of the nowhere she heard the Military guards making some ruckus. Though is wasn't the Military, she still didn't knew and went to see what was happening. 

It was a few thugs using maneur gears, trying to outrun the Military. Or so she thought. Her mind changed immediately when she noticed the Wings of freedom on the backs of the people chasing after the thugs. It was the Survey Corps.

Before she could react one of the thugs took a sharp turn and landed right in front of her, making her freeze. The other two landed as well and all three of them made their way towards her and cornered her as the Survey Corps was coming closer.

The leader of the thugs had dirty blond hair and pretty build structure and striking green eyes, she noticed as he walked towards her and stood right behind her, bringing out a knife from his pocket and pointing it at her throat. 

(Y/N)'s eyes widened, but other than that she didn't give out any reaction. 

The soldiers had already landed and stared intently at the thugs in front of them. The girl just stood there and wondered about the outcome of things.

"Release the girl. She doesn't need to take part in this." A blond man came to the front of the group of soldiers and demanded in a steady tone.

"As if. Go away or I'm cutting her throat." The dirty blond guy behind you demanded and pressed the knife to the (h/c) haired girl's throat with more power, making her hiss slightly.

The soldiers didn't budge as one of them amde his way over to where the blond one stood and whispered something to which the blond man nodded and looked straight a the thugs. 

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