Y/n Bodt and her brother Marco were as thick as thieves, they were as close as siblings could get. They did everything together.
That included joining the military.
Levi Ackerman was an only child, and it was safe to say he was lonely. He never ha...
Chapter Seven - I'm Gonna Kill That Titan Freak. Word Count: 3380 words Warnings: Infrequent swearing, Adult humour Authors Note: hey there demons, it's me, ya boi. enjoy this angst fest of moody teens and a short hot guy who has an even shorter temper. vote, comment and stay home yall!
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As Y/N Bodt tightened the overly complicated straps around her thighs, she saw in the corner of her eye a small mirror hanging on the wall. She was already late for training, having gotten back in the late hours due to her little midnight meet-up with Eren Jaeger, so the thought of checking her appearance hadn't really crossed her mind until now.
She stood up and walking towards it, thinking of how many laps Captain Levi was going to make her run, but her thought was cut short as she saw a purple-red bruise on the side of her neck, well above the collar of her shirt.
"Oh I'm gonna kill him..." Y/N muttered, rubbing her fingers over the hickey, averting her eyes from the mirror to look around the room for something, anything, to cover the love bite.
As her search proved unsuccessful, Y/N suddenly wished she had brought a makeup bag with her. After a few minutes of checking, she sighed and figured the only way to hide it was to wear her hair down and try to keep the hickey behind her locks.
Y/N ran out of the door, catching her breath as she came to the training grounds. Today was one of the few days she actually got to train with the rest of the 104th, instead of just her Squad. She thanked the universe that she would see Levi very little, dreading the idea of having to explain a hickey to him.
As she approached the rest of the teens, she made her way towards Mikasa, Armin and Eren, adjusting her hair with a scowl. "Hey guys," She breathed out, standing next to Eren.
They greeted her back, accepting her into the small conversation.
"Your hair looks nice, why are you wearing it down?" Armin pointed out, gesturing to Y/N's locks.
The girl in question flushed red, bringing a hand to her neck, where the love bite was. "Uh-No, no reason. Just-Uh- felt like it" Y/N laughed nervously, earning a shit-eating grin from her boyfriend.
"You sure about that, Y/N? I mean you suit it, but is there-"
"Shut it before I slap you, Jaeger." She cut him off, smacking his side lightly. The group laughed, blissfully unaware of the mark underneath Y/N's hair.
They stayed like that for a short while, playful banter shared with the small group. This was undeniably one of the very few moments that Y/N didn't feel like she was a pawn in the game of death, she actually felt alive and well... Happy.
Of course, the teenagers discussion was cut short, as the sound of footsteps followed by Hanji's loud-but-not-too-loud voice was heard.
"Listen up, kiddos! So fortunately for me, I have lots and lots of work to get done, so sadly for you guys, you're all gonna be under the care of.... Levi! I know, I know. But it is what is is. Have fun!"
