The Beast And A Beauty

Chapter 5

HERE WE GO GUYS! I dont really like this chapter because of the length of it (not many are gonna be this short btw) but im still posting it because why not! Also I had been an idiot and broke my phone so yay! But now I got a new one and can update more!!! I hope you guys like it and as you could tell from one of my other stories i dont mind smut so it will be here but in further chapters! But for now see how these two dorks bring up their relationship and then one mistake ruins it.... wait whet. 

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"As you remember! This is the library, our Librarian is Armin, our little bookworm. He'll probably be happy now he has a reading buddy! Fortunately you both had the honour of meeting each other which makes my job a lot more easier!" The Brunette chirped and practically bounced down the corridors in excitement, pointing at doors which decorated each wall and naming each. fucking. one. How did they even learn all the rooms, let alone think he would remember them was something he'd probably never find out. There had to be at least 100 and the all looked exactly the same!

He'd been shown the dining room, the rooms where everyone slept (not including the quest rooms) and the current one being the Library -His favourite being the latter- . They had also passed a hallway -which was also known as the West Wing, a place where not even the servants could go- to which he was told not to go down. 'Masters rules' Hanji had said, looking down the hallway for an uncomfortably long time before smiling at him and turning around. Continuing the tour.

Levi's legs had started to ache half an hour ago and now felt as if they were gonna drop dead any second. He groaned tiredly and if Hanji had heard him, they didn't show any recognition for so. Next they walked into the kitchen, he got to meet the chef who seemed like a friendly girl. But always eating and even if you glanced away for a second only to look back, that girl would have a different type of food each time. He didn't even see her once without food!

She in the end asked if he could cook, a gleam in her eyes as she leaned forward, seeming hungry for information –or different things to cook, Levi hadn't a clue–. When answering with yes, the brunette had jumped up in victory and asked what he could cook. If it was nice. How to cook it and many more question which he could barely register for she was talking so fast. Hanji had been bad enough.

Said person had had to end up dragging him out as he jumped forward to stab the chef for getting flour on the pants he'd been wearing. She had been using hand motions while asking a million questions. Resulting in one off course movement slamming into a bag of flour, which flew everywhere; most of it going onto his pants.

They had went back to the room Levi had been staying in and he was allowed to change his pants –Hanji had been banging on the door constantly and complaining that he was taking too long, to which he simply ignored. But when he walked out, his wrist had been grabbed and Hanji dragged him from his room, him barely having time to question their actions, let alone close his door.

He struggled and tried tugging his hand lose, wincing when the grip tightened painfully. He shouted profanities at the other to which they seemed to not listen to, eyes focused a head as they steered him down different ways, set on going to a certain place it seemed.

They stopped in front of a door and Hanji said nothing, but they did end up letting his wrist go. He rubbed them while frowning at the tint of red where her finger prints had marked. Their wide brown eyes hidden behind the greasy glasses stayed locked on the wooden door, their unblinking eyes focused on the wooden plank. It had started to creep Levi out.

Though Just as he was about to question it the door opened and Levi practically whined in need –he swore he was drooling and wiped his chin just in case. His cheeks were flushed as he turned to look to the side while someone came out of the room.