Levi x Reader (Stories)

Drink Your F-ing Water!

*This was written in 2015 (so old!)*

**It is also on my old quotev account**

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SMACK!

Red handprints were on your cheek, the skin stinging from the contact. The stinging itself was not what affected (is that right? Or is it effected...? I never know) you, it was WHO had slapped you and WHY this person had done so.

"Orders, cadet, are orders. They are given by superiors, who know more about this shit than you do. So lay low and cooperate next time, or don't bother trying to escape from the next titan you come across."

You hung your head in defeat. It was no use arguing against the man.

"Get out of my sight, you damn brat."

And you did. You practically sprinted to your quarters and stayed there, not coming out for dinner or any other time that night.

He had humiliated you in front of most of the scouts. Oh how that man made you feel low! God, he pranced about like a goddamn pony while you fought your ass off for a friend! You were only trying to save a friend! In the process, you had nearly gotten killed by another titan, who, it turns out, had been one of your friends, too. That is, until they became titan-shifters, who, unlike Eren, did not seem to fight for the humans.

You buried your face in your pillow, falling into a fitful sleep. The dreams were not pleasant, by any means.

The next day was warm and sunny. Very unlike your mood, which was more like waterlogged-lightning bolt... You did not get up for breakfast. That made two missed meals, but your stomach was not hungry. Luckily, that day was one of those nice ones where training started later, after lunch. These days came about after missions deemed big enough by Erwin to require significant recovery time. The mission yesterday had been one of those, so you chilled out in bed, even skipping lunch. Three missed meals and your stomach did not protest in the slightest.

At 2 o'clock, training was beginning, and you HAD to get up. Dragging yourself outside, you were met by your friends as they were making their way to the training grounds, as well.

"Hey (y/n)!" Eren said, trying to brighten your clearly gloomy mood. It did not help that much.

"Hey," you answered glumly.

Eren frowned at the others, Jean, Mikasa, Crista, Connie, Ymir, Reiner, and Bertholdt. They made a signal for him to lay off the fake cheeriness. It was no use. They had seen what happened and they knew that it would take some time to heal your pride.

At the training grounds, the heat was sweltering. Most of your friends were sweating already, all the way through their first layers. You, however, were too gloomy to notice the heat.

"Alright pair up," the corporal said, sauntering over from a different building. Hand-to-hand combat was A.W.F.U.L. with him. He worked you nearly to the bone, and he didn't give many water breaks. People groaned around you as they partnered up.

"(Y/n), want to-" Eren started, but was interrupted when the corporal grasped you by the collar and pulled you away saying, "Not you, brat."

Eren stared after you as you were hauled away. What now? He had no choice but to stop wondering and choose a different partner.

You had a similar reaction to that of your friend as you were being dragged off to who-knows-where. But you did not ask. You seemed to already be on this guy's bad side, no need to provoke him anymore.

You were pulled along, walking, though dragging your feet in the dirt behind you. Levi noticed this, but only "tched" in reaction. He kept walking until you two had reached the dining hall. You were surprised and confused...why...? He made you sit down in a seat at the table he usually say at with the other higher-ups.