My Titan

Damned Brat

Levi
    Damned cheeky brat trying to see if I could reach the damned towels. I had to fucking ask him if he could get them only getting a smirk and laugh from the brat. I grumbled and let the burning water slick over my muscles and let the tension release.

"Damn Brat."

    I will admit he is cute. But come on why in the hell would a brat like him be so damn fucking cheeky.

     I sighed and washed my hair twice then lathered the soap and washed my body twice. After that I got out and wrapped the towel around my waist. I tgrabed my neatly folded dirty clothes and mentally and physically cringed at the dirt in the bathroom. It wasnt that bad, alot cleaner then I thought it would be. But their was this small dirt that I just couldnt handel.

     I am so going to bleach this dorm. I walked out holding the towel at my waist and saw eren slipping on a black tutle neck with no sleeves. His ocean eyes looked my way and they widened. I rolled my eyes and tried not to stare at the brats eight pack. He was muscular but not too muscular. Other then me who was completly ripped. I walked over to my side of the dorm and grabbed some clean clothes and set the dirty ones in a hamper. After grabbing my clothes I walked back to the bathrrom. Ignoring the brat.

       After changing I walked back out to see the brat in a no sleeve black turtle neck and he was on his bed with a sketch pad? Curiosity seemed to drag myself towards him as I walked over and looked up.
  
      I watched as his pencil swayed and moves with elegant strokes. Then I looked towards his ocean eyes that gleamed from the lights.

"Take a picture, it will last longer."

     I froze as he looked through his eyelashes at me. I then smiled and whipped put my phone taking a picture of the cheeky Brat. He chuckled and I forced down my blush.

Damned brat.