Mute

quiet

As you were in your cot you grabbed a broom and sweeped the last crumbs dust available on the floor, during the time in which you trained you had become deathly afraid of germs and dirty things. A germaphobe if you will, but now while your cleaning you'll at least get a benefit when ever captain levi asks to clean. Speaking of which he did just that as he came to your room. To his dismay everything was spotless, not one speck of dirt was anywhere. Well except on you, thats why you were in the bathroom taking a shower.

Your p.o.v.-

As the hot water poured down, I heard someone outside. I brushed it off thinking it was echoing sounds. A couple minutes later after washing my hair I was going to step out but then, he was there. He was holding a book and leaning on the bathroom doorframe while reading it."nice collection of books," he said slyly "now did you write this I would assume it looks like conversations youve had and replies with your friends" he was holding i conversational book and buying time. Rude. I tried to grab the towel near by but nothing was found so I then secluded back behind the shower curtain. "Looking for this?" He said holding up over the curtain. "Dont jump you could slip," why would he care if I slipped? I thought he then threw it over in which i caught and wrapped my self tightly. "I'm not throwing your clothes over either, so I suggest you step out." I did that before he finished his sentence he was facing opposite of me this time With the clothes on the tip of his finger. "Get them before I drop them" he said. I grabbed them quickly and put them on before he could turn around I was in a shirt and underwear. F/c underwear to be precise. "Nice" was his only response. I kicked him out and shut the bathroom door in his face. I then put on black pants and converse you had the rest of the day off just like the other trainees. You walked out hair in bun held tight yet still messy and saw him reading your favourite book ever so delicately, weird he treated books better than people.

he turned and saw me watching him, why is his shirt half open? I thought to myself  "like what you see?" disgusted or rolled my eyes and pointed towards the door. "oh no, I'm your captain I give the orders." he said I've never seen him smile in front of other trainees before only me. he closed the book and set it down on the desk in my room. "keep your room clean, I like it like this." he said turning towards the door. I rolled my eyes And grabbed the book he was reading. low and behold in my hands was my journal. "you should be an author, not a soldier." he said finally going away. weird I got a compliment.