One-shots & Short Stories [Levi | Reader]

Levi x Reader ~ You've Grown A Habit, Dear/The Grand Event

(A/N) In honor of 1K reads on this book, I write this one shot. The longest of my life. Probably it'll be more than 10 000 words. I DARE TO YOU READ IT IN ONE SHOT, THEN VOTE BECAUSE IT WAS SO LONG. I'll give you a clue. You can't do it, my children because this one shot was born this way.

Word Count: 13 244

I hope you honestly enjoy because it took me two days to finish this. 

Enjoy~

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"What's so special about the official ball anyway? And why are only our superiors invited? I don't get it!" Eren shook his head and Petra tapped his back as you stood to the side and observed the poor boy wracking his brain over something that no one had ever gotten the grip of since the creation of the ball itself.

"Well, don't worry Eren, you'll probably go to the ball one day yourself." Petra assured him as you tried not to make a comment like "If you survive to becoming a higher rank of course" right in his face and make him either have a break down at breakfast, either scream like a titan has just entered the mess hall.

You didn't want neither the first, neither the second, so you chose to keep your mouth shut and just watch as your corporal entered the mess hall and sat down with you all, which was a surprise knowing his nature of sitting with the other superiors usually.

You all looked up at him and stared in silence as he sat down and started sipping from his tea, probably feeling the surprised and curious eyes stare at him, which resulted in his gaze meeting the majority of your squad's eyes and clicking his tongue with a raised eyebrow.

"What's with those stares? Is it strange to sit on a table?" He spat and with the big mouth you had, you beated all of the others to answering him.

"Well, corporal we were wondering why'd you intrude on our table in the middle of our intimate discussion about Eren's relationship to Jean, so we just stopped talking for the best of our reputation." You blurted out as calmly and confidently as you could, which was all the more convincing everyone on the matter you were speaking the truth. "Aren't you usually over there?" You pointed a finger behind your back to the table where Hanji, Erwin and Mike all stood at and ate, talking energetically about something you all supposed was the incoming ball.

Your raven haired corporal, already knowing all of your antics and being able to call when you were just joking and when you were serious, rolled his eyes and clicked his tongue. "Fuck no."

"What made you come to us, then?" You insisted and propped your elbows on the table, looking at your corporal just as curiously as everyone else did and finally he gave in with a big groan and a roll of his eyes.

"Okay, okay, brats. I'll tell you." You all listened even more, a smirk displayed on each's face, waiting for the juicy stuff their superior will tell to them. "It's about that damn ball. Me and shitty glasses aren't really for those stuff, but sometimes once in a while we like to show up as well and get that bitch, Nile, angry with our presence, so we go. That however isn't a thing the others do, for they appear at the official shit every single year and so like usual, I avoid their stupid talks about it." 

"That's all." He stated with a huff.

"So, in short. You don't like listening to the others talk about the ball?" Petra asked with raised eyebrows as the corporal huffed.

"It'd not that damn simple."

"Probably because you've been banned from it before or something." You mumbled under your breath with a small eye roll, which caused your corporal's glare to direct to you, nontheless.