Yes Sir. >A Levi x Reader Fanfic<

Working For An Asshole

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Sorry that I havent written in a while I was taking a break x3 But Im back now... Soooo... Lets continue!!

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F/n's POV*

It was a nice morning. Pretty blue sky. Bright green grass. The usual. Except for the fact that instead of enjoying this fine morning I'm stuck cleaning for short stack. Damn he likes his shit clean!

At the moment I'm stuck sweeping the floors of his roomy office. His papers were put into neat stacks and seemed to be organized. I grab the tray and sweep the dirt pile into it. Not saying there was much considering his OCD.

"Are you done with the floors?" I heard a familiarly cool voice ask.

"Yes sir." I turn around to look at him.

"Now you will start re-organizing the bookshelves." he says annoyed. I toss the dirt out the window then begins at the shelf. The books weren't much out of place except for the occasional novel a book behind the correct letter. I hear his bed shake and I look over to find him laying down.

"You going to sleep?"

"Yes. Well no because you keep talking to me.."

I sigh. Ugh. I pull my jacket off and threw it against a chair. I know he wouldnt like it being there so I'd have to move it once I finished in here. I grab a thick looking book and flipped through it. Seems interesting enough, I tell myself. So I sit down on the chair my jacket is laying across and began to read.

~Bout an hour later~

I hear a grunt and I look at Levi.

"Tch, did I tell you you could slack off, pig?" he scowls, sitting up.

"No sir..." I put the book down. "But nor did you tell me I could not."

He smiles. It was slightly startling. "How about you go clean the shit from the stables, piggy."

I groan. "Must I?"

"Yes. Now do it."

"Make me," I defy.

He jumps up with amazing speed and pushes me against my chair.

"Physical or Sexual?" he grins. I could feel my cheeks heat up. I said nothing.

"Hmm its a pity," he pouts. "If only the female uniforms had skirts."

That made me get a bit hotter. Thank god. He pulls a knife from his pants a puts it to my neck.

"Now will you?"

"I was trained to kill titans the size of at least 7 meters not to kill men barley above 5'3," I smile. He lets go of me immediately.

"You know F/n, if you didnt act so much of a bitch towards me maybe I'd be more lenient."

"I'd say the same myself, sir."

"Dont be getting so cocky on me now, or else I may have to punish you," he puts his finger to my chin and raises it. This being the only time he could do so because I was still sitting.

"And I may have to ask you to fuck off," I glare, swiping his hand away.

"You know what this has earned you F/n? Clothing duty for the entire squad!" he exclaims.

"Asshole.."

"I know."