5'3 can of whoop ass

❛ Tch. Are you a fucking child? ❜    Levi snatches the book from her and looks down at one of the pages. His brow arches as he looks at the drawings, and then he begins to flip through each page. There are, indeed, copious amounts of dicks on each page.

❛ No, I always keep my toothbrush here. ❜    Levi points to the place near the sink that he religiously places his brush –– the very one he has in his hand now. He was a man of habit and routine.    And he was a stickler for cleanliness and hygiene.    There was no way he misplaced his toothbrush and mistook someone else’s for his own... Which can only mean...

His features twist with disgust.

‘Oh, come on, you and Levi have something going on.’    Leave it to Hange to push buttons. They did it for fun, of course, but it left Chelsea and Levi with a dangerously difficult task to accomplish: proving Hange wrong. It’s not like they weren’t wrong; they most certainly were, as there was nothing going on between the two of them –– but Hange had a way with words that made even the most capable scouts stumbling to justify themselves. Levi had defaulted to his usual ‘tch’ and various expletives, but Hange was simply not letting up. So now it was Chelsea’s turn. While Levi thought she would simply fire back at them, she took a... different route. After insisting she feels nothing romantically for Levi, she turns to him and tugs him in by the collar of his jacket. Next, she does the unthinkable: she kisses him. 

Hange’s mouth immediately hangs open in shock, as Chelsea pulls away with a shrug and a, ‘See? Nothing. It’s like kissing a cold, wet, dead fish.’

( She could’ve stopped after ‘nothing’ ... )    ❛ –– What the fuck? ❜    is all he can say.

Levi blinks at Chelsea as she turns back to Hange, likely to avoid the dead stare he was shooting her. Hange, of course, bursts into a fit of laughter. Finally, Levi gathers his thoughts, and his arms cross over his chest. Another ‘tch’ is heard escaping his lips before he speaks. 

Worn boots pad gently throughout the forest. The peace here is an illusion – a mere mirage amongst the horrors that awaited outside. Levi would be lying, however, if he did not admit there was something comforting about the quietness and isolation the woods offered. His gear clanks as he makes his way through the area. The captain knows he has to return to the others before sunset, to retreat to the place he now calls home –– but a part of him wishes he could stay there just a bit longer, amongst the trees, letting the sun touch his skin through the canopy of leaves above as it eventually retired from the sky for the night. 

Levi is ripped from these thoughts, however, when he realizes he isn’t alone. He slowly turns to find ... a being he has never seen before. But he doesn’t falter, he doesn’t scream. No, he has experienced far too many horrors to display fear or uncertainty. Pale blue eyes look up at the figure before him; he has a feeling it belongs here more than he does. 

      she almost doesn’t hear it.  she’s too busy watching brock’s retreating form.    (  hate to see him go    –    love to watch him leave.  )    a blush dusts her skin as she looks back towards levi.  she can’t even deny it.  when you’ve found your soulmate.  but she’s not one for taking insults laying down.  she clears her throat and lets her eyes find his, a firm frown in place.      “tough talk for an adult virgin.”

❛ Tch. ❜    It’s all he can muster in response to her retort, and greyish-blue hues momentarily flit away from Chelsea’s gaze.   This wasn’t about him.   His hands move to idly adjust his ODM gear, as if he’s preoccupied with something else    when he clearly wasn’t.   Eventually, he looks back up to his friend, glancing at Brock out of the corner of his eye. The incredibly tall man had stopped to talk to Hange, a friendship that could only rival Levi’s own with Chelsea. Brock was a great guy, but Levi couldn’t help being the least bit ... protective. It’s why he teased her, after all. Still, he wanted the best for Chelsea, and if the best for her was Brock, then so be it.