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You had some 3DM training today, though as much as you hated training, you grew to like the training with your gear. It was a lot more relaxed than the usual combat training and one of your favourite squad leaders would usually be hosting the training session.
The one and only four ey-!
Hanji Zoe!
But of course, on the one day that you were tired- due to lack of sleep from Ymir snoring like a pig the entire night in the girl's dorm. Hanji was off doing something else instead of doing training with you today, so, of course, your group was left with the one and only cleaning fairy who looked like he was ready to strangle someone with their own grappling hooks of the gear.
Even if Captain Levi seemed to constantly have a murderous aura around him- that didn’t really bother you, you were too caught up making up random and some dirty scenarios that you two could do alone. One time he caught you staring and you just wanted to crawl up in a hole and shrivel away to nothing from embarrassment.
To put the cherry on top- you were late to training, everyone had gone into the supply cabin where all the gear and gas was stored and got ready and you were sprinting throughout the corridors with a terrified expression. Levi would usually make people who were late run until they drop- and that’s not even being dramatic. They’d literally go unconscious from over-working themselves.
Bounding past offices and dorms you turned a sharp corner and flew out the double doors onto the training field panting like a dog- everyone who has gathered around for the training looked over to you as if you were trying to outrun a demon. The captain held a clip-chart in his hand- assumingly taking roll call to check if anyone decided to ditch. His cobalt coloured iris’ met your own and you shot off in another sprint across the field towards the supply cabin whilst mentally bidding your dignity a farewell from the show you put on just a second or two ago.
Finally arriving inside the supply cabin you tried to hurriedly throw on your gear, heart thundering in your chest right against your ribcage. Oh, how you really didn’t want to fall victim to your crushes wrath from being late and making a complete of yourself in front of everyone. Dropping your stocked blades and gas canisters onto the ground you took your straps and started from your chest, clipping them securely you froze in your spot when the door opened and a pair of boots padded inside.
“Late are we?”
Fuck me chicken noodles…
You turned around sheepishly to your higher up with a pained smile. “E-eh.. I’m sorry I just-” you saluted as Levi’s orbs flicked downwards to the hopeless case that you’d call gear you attempted to put on in a hurry. Levi frowned and continued towards you, he clicked his tongue and knelt down to start on the straps of your thighs and down your legs. “I’m letting you away with it this time F/N, only to the fact that you seem like the only one to give a shit and try a little- and that four eyes would be pissed if I tortured her favourite cadet” Levi grumbled finishing the first strap on your thigh.
