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"Okay Eren, you're going to feel a slight pinch, but it won't hurt that much." Hanji said as she tapped her finger on the glass of the shot. The serum was an odd orange color, like a sunset of some sort, but you were sure it wasn't going to be as graceful as a sunset.

"Hanji, what does this do, exactly?" Eren said.

"Well titan-boy, this serum is going to only morph your brain into the state it's in when you transform into a titan, but your human body will remain the same. We're going to see if that while your brain is in titan-mode, it can communicate with us." Hanji explained, dabbing a wet cloth on the side of Eren's neck.

"Why am I here?" You asked, raising your hand slightly from the corner of the room.

"Squad Leader (f/n), you're here to tighten the belts on his arms, legs, hands, feet, chest, and torso so he stays against this metal table and doesn't jump around murdering everyone." She said, finishing with a laugh. "You're here to help me restrain him."

You blinked a few times before walking over and tightening all the belts that pressed Eren to the metal slab he was stuck to. Poor kid, You thought, Probably exhausted by all of these experiments Hanji is forcing him into. You gave him a small smile before stepping back. "Hanji don't stab him with it." You warned her, seeing her raise the needle above her head.

"What? No, I wasn't going to..." You gave her a look. "Maybe I was, but it wasn't going to hurt." She said, lowering it slightly.

"Hanji!" Eren said, giving her a scared look.

"Come on Eren, don't be such a baby, it'll be fun!" She said raising it above her head again.

"Hanji, I swear to all the walls if you stab me with it instead of gently putting it in my neck I will-" Eren started, straining against the belts.

"Okay, okay, whatever here we go. ONE!"

"HANJI!" Eren said, trying to raise his arm to cover his neck.

"TWO!"

"HANJI!" You said, moving forward to grab her arm.

"TH-"

"Squad Leader (f/n)?" A voice called from the door. Hanji turned around with a confused expression, the needle in mid-air. Finding the chance to save Eren, you grabbed the serum and put it behind your back.

"Yes?" You asked, turning to the door with a calm smile. Hanji gave you a hard glare and snatched the serum from your hands. She rested the needle on the table, and turned to the door with a smile. You heard Eren let out a sigh of relief.

"Corporal Levi needs to speak with you." Petra said from the door.

"Oh God, did he seem angry?" You asked, tone full of worry.

"You of all people should know that Levi never shows any emotions (f/n), you're his closest friend out of all of us." Petra said with a smile. You shrugged. Hanji had a devious smile on her face.

"Maybe Levi's planning to do some frickle frackle with (f/n). And it's about damn time too." Hanji said casually.

"HANJI!" You said, cheeks turning red. Hanji started laughing so hard that she fell on the floor and was rolling around. Petra giggled from the doorway, covering her smile with her hand.

"Wait... Does Squad Leader (f/n) have a crush on-" Eren started from the metal table.

"EREN, SHUT UP!" You said, cheeks turning redder. He started laughing hysterically along with Hanji. "I'm about to let Hanji stab you with that serum." You said, letting your cheeks return to it's natural hue. Eren immediately stopped laughing, pressing his lips together, and shook his head frantically.

"Petra, would you mind helping Hanji while I speak to Levi?" You asked the ginger-haired girl. She nodded and began walking towards Hanji's still rolling figure. You grabbed her arm before she moved away from you. "Make sure she doesn't hurt that poor kid." You said. She smiled and nodded, walking towards Hanji and helping her to her feet.

"Don't get too dirty there, (f/n). You'll be sore tomorrow!" Hanji called behind you.

"I'm going to let Eren stab you in the neck." You muttered as you walked out of the room.

~*TIME SKIP *~

You stood in front of the Corporal's office taking in a deep breath before hesitantly knocking on the door. "Name and business." A monotone said from inside the room. He doesn't sound angry. You thought.

"It's me Levi." You said. You were the only one who could call Levi that without getting punched in the face. Because he knew you'd punch him back, just as hard. "You needed to see me?"

You heard the noise of chair-scraping-against-floor, and a few footsteps before the door opened, revealing the bored looking man who was only about an half-inch taller than you. You remembered that argument you both had a while ago about who was taller. Hanji had to break the news to you. You were shorter by three centimeters. You remember seeing Levi's rare smile. Weird memories you had with that man. No matter what people said, that he had a cleaning obsession, or that he was always pissed at everyone, you were the only one who could actually read his expressions, and you knew him best. He was truly your best friend, though he didn't admit it, you were his.

"Petra came for you?" He said, not even having to invite you in. You just walked in, "an annoying habit of yours" as Levi put it.

"Yeah. I'm not in trouble am I?" You asked as he closed the door behind you.

"No. I need to ask you a favor." He said. He seemed bored, but you could tell he was embarrassed by little things he did. He shoved his hands in his pockets and shuffled his feet, only enough for you to notice.

"Wow... I'd never though this day would come." You said.

"What?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Humanities Strongest Soldier needs help from another living being." You said. He gave you an unimpressed look. You playfully punched his arm. Watching Levi roll his eyes at your childish actions, you said, "I'm just kidding. But sure, what is it?"

He moved away from the door and toward his desk and sitting on it, letting you sit on the chair behind it. "Someone told me that... you know how to dance." He said.

You gave him a suspicious look. "Yes, I do. But what does this have to do with anything?"

He sighed and pressed his fingertips to his forehead, as if trying to find something to say. "Lets just say," He started, removing his hand from his face and looking down at you. "There's this girl I'd like to impress, but I don't know how to dance."

You felt a bit disappointed. Of course you had developed some... strong feelings toward Levi, and now he says that he's trying to impress another girl? Well, who could blame him? You were his friend, not some lover. But yes, you knew it wouldn't be likely to happen. Levi was a rather handsome man, talented as well, of course other women would be interested in him. But, not only being his... secret admirer, you were also his friend. And like any other friend would, you let out an excited squeal and stood up abruptly, grabbing him by the shoulders. "OH LEVI, THIS IS GREAT! WHO IS SHE, DO I KNOW HER, IS SHE CUTE, WOULD YOU TWO MAKE A CUTE COUPLE-"

"This is exactly why I didn't want to ask you." He said, grabbing your hands and taking them off his shoulders. You still continued to jump up and down excitedly and throw questions at him.

"IS SHE A CADET? OH WAIT NEVERMIND YOU'RE TOO OLD FOR A CADET-"

"I'm not that old." He muttered. "I'm the same age as you."

"Which is still to old for a cadet."

"Well Erwin is our age and maybe he's been with a few cadets in his years." Levi said with a shrug.

"What... No, anyway, OH! IS SHE SHORTER THAN YOU?!" You said. Levi threw you a glare. "At least answer a few of my questions!"

He sighed and pressed his fingertips to his forehead again. He stood up and put his hands on your shoulders. "If you sit down and stop acting like a teenage girl, maybe I will." He said, gently pushing you back into your seat. You sat on the edge of it, staring up at him with wide, anxious eyes as he sat back down on the desk, looking down at you. He hummed slightly. "Yes, you do know her, she happens to be one of your friends. She is rather cute, a bit shorter than me, and I guess according to you, we'd made a 'cute couple'." He said. You thought a moment, then it clicked. Petra (I looked it up, and Petra is two centimeters shorter than Levi, so YES MY INFORMATION IS ACCURATE!). You mentally slapped yourself. How could you compete with her? She was nice, and pretty, and just perfect. Instead of letting out something pathetic, you stood up and grabbed his arm, dragging him to the center of the room. "(f/n), let go of me!" He said.

"Do you want to learn how to dance or not?" You asked, raising an eyebrow. He stood up straighter and brushed himself off, as if any dust got on him in his completely spotless room.

"Tch. I guess, brat." He said, crossing his arms.

"Don't call me brat, I'm not Eren." You said. "And I don't want any of this 'I guess' shit-" To which Levi raised an eyebrow at. "-If you really want this, you have to say yes." You said.

Levi sighed and rolled his eyes. "Yes, I want to learn how to dance."

You smiled. "Alright. First off, don't do that." You said, uncrossing his arms.

"Tch, why?" He asked, starting to cross them again. You firmly grasped ( ) them and pulled them away from his chest.

"Because, when you do that, your body language is saying, 'I'm not really trying,' or 'I don't care enough for this,' basically, you look like you don't care, you have better things to do, and you look self-conscious." You explained. He blinked a few times before nodding. You let go of his arms. He left them at his side. "Good." You said. "Now, you have to be... graceful about asking her to dance."

"Graceful? You're teaching me to be graceful? You, of all people, who tends to trip over air-" He started.

"Hey, it takes talent to trip over flat surfaces." You said. You saw the corner of his mouth turn upwards slightly. You smiled. "Now, after you ask her to dance, gracefully and respectfully, you have to get into position." You stepped a bit closer. "You have to be very close." You said, almost a whisper.

"How close?" He asked, voice coming out as a whisper.

Closer! You thought. You mentally slapped yourself. "This is close enough." You said. He nodded. "First, you put a hand around her waist," You grabbed his hand and set it on your waist. He gripped it rather tightly. "But don't bruise her." You said with a small laugh. He let himself smile a very rare smile and roll his eyes, and he loosened his grip. You put one of your hands on his shoulder. Then you took your other hand, and intertwined it with his. "Then you hold her hand like this, and take it out to the side a bit."

"All this and we haven't even gotten to dancing yet." He muttered, staring into your (e/c) orbs. You smiled.

"On a scale of one to ten, one being the worst and ten being the best, how good are you at dancing?" You asked, trying to stall time. You were just enjoying the fact that you were standing so close, that he had his hand on your waist and his fingers were locked with yours.

He stared at an unknown corner of the room, seeming to ponder the subject. He turned his head back to you, staring into your eyes, before closing his eyes with a sigh. "Three."

"Oh." You said. "Well that's why you called me, right?"

"Yes, the most ungraceful person possible is teaching me how to dance." He said. You smiled and laughed. He let out a chuckle, which you had never heard... Damn.

"Okay, can you count from one to three?" You asked.

He raised an eyebrow at you. "No." He said sarcastically.

"Then you're going to have a hard time."

"I already know I'm going to have a hard time, brat."

You rolled your eyes. "It's all just counting. It's a beat of... one, two, three, one, two, three, and so on and so forth. Don't count it out loud, then you'll look and sound stupid. Believe me, I've had experience." You said. "But all you have to do, is take a step forward, then take a step backwards. You do this, making your way around the room. And once we get the one step down, we'll start adding a few more." You said.

Levi looked speechless for a second. "Okay..." He said, drawing it out slightly. He stayed still.

"Well come on, you're the male, you have to make the first move." You said.

"But I don't-"

"Just take a step forward, and I'll take a step back. Then you take a step back, and I'll follow you." You said. He stared at the floor, then the ceiling, then back at you. He sighed.

"Okay." He said. He hesitantly took a step forward, and you took one back. He waited a moment before taking a step back, and you followed suit. He continued to take a few steps forward and a few steps back, getting used to the feeling. He stepped on your foot. You let out a small wince. "Sorry." He muttered. "But I told you I was a three."

"You're fine." You assured him. "Now, start doing it without pausing in between each step, and draw out the steps more." He blinked a few times. "If it makes you feel better, I'll start." You said. He nodded. You smiled, and took a step forward as he took one back. Almost immediately after that step, you took one back, making him step on your foot again to match your pace. "Ow!" You said.

"Goddammit." He muttered.

"It's alright, just keep going." You said. You took another step forward, and he took one back. You both continued this rhythm until he stopped stepping on your foot, which just happened to be the same foot over and over again, and seemed comfortable enough to lead it on his own. You both stopped. "Great." You whispered. "Now, do that, but move around the room."

He was quiet for a moment as he looked around the room. "In a circle?" He asked. You nodded. He slightly puffed out his cheeks in a long exhale, making you smile at this never-before-seen action. "Okay." He said. He started guiding you around the room, moving you in a circle with the steps as he went around the room. This time, he did it perfectly, with the exception of hesitating only once. He was almost smiling as his grey eyes locked onto yours. He seemed slightly unfocused, and he tripped against the leg of his desk, making you fall on top of the desk as he fell on top of you. You squealed and he gasped until your faces were inches apart. You were both speechless for a moment. He smirked. "How was that?" He asked.

You gave his a nervous smile. "I think you're ready." You said. You realized his hand was still wrapped around your waist, and his hand still had a firm grip on yours. (f/n), you're helping him to get another woman, stop doing this to yourself. You thought. You started standing up, pushing him off as you pried your hand away from him. "Just make sure there aren't any desks in the way." You said. His hand was still around your waist. You moved away from him and towards the door, opening it.

"Wait, (f/n)." He said. You felt him grab your arm. You turned towards him. He gave you one of his rare smiles. "Thank you." He whispered.

You nodded and left, closing the door behind you.

~*Time Skip Brought To You By That Flirty Scene Right There*~

"Goddamn it Hanji, do we really have to do this again?" Eren said as you tightened the belts on his chest. Hanji smiled and showed him the serum. It was a strange grey-blue color. Like Levi's eyes... You thought. You mentally slapped yourself. Stop that, (f/n)! Just stop it! You screamed in your head.

"Yesterday didn't work, and you just acted like Jean drunk." Hanji said. "You were flirting with me and Petra." she added, rolling her eyes.

"Oh," Eren said, cheeks tinting pink. "Sorry about that..." He muttered.

"But this one is sure to work!" She said, holding it above her head.

"HANJI, NO!" You and Eren said at the same time. You started running around to the other side of the table to stop her, and Eren restrained against the belts as best as he could.

"ONE-"

"Squad Leader (f/n)?" A voice said at the door.

"OH COME ON, JUST LET ME STAB HIM WITH THE NEEDLE WITHOUT A DISTRACTION, JUST ONCE!" Hanji said, throwing the needle at the wall. You gave her a questioning look when it didn't break, and landed on the floor safely. "I designed the glass so it wouldn't break." She explained. About half a second later, it shattered into pieces right there on the floor, even though nothing touched it. "Oh..." Hanji muttered.

"It's alright."

"I thought it would-"

"Yeah, I know." You said. "Yes?" You asked, turning to the door.

"Corporal Levi needs to speak to you again." Petra said. God, you almost wanted to slap her, but she was your friend, and she couldn't help that Levi had feelings for her and not you.

"Alright. Can you take over my position here?" You asked.

"Of course. But, (f/n)?" She asked as you almost passed her on your way out of the doorway. You hummed in response. "He wants you to meet him in the mess hall." You gave her a curious look and walked out of the room.

~*Time Skip Number... Three? JUST LIKE LEVI'S SKILL OF DANCING Pun Not Intended Until I Just Noticed XD*~

"Levi?" You asked, opening the door to the mess hall. You stepped inside and closed the door behind you. The room was empty, except for a piano in the corner, none of the tables were there, most likely put away. "Levi, you here?" You asked, walking inside the barren space in front of you. "Levi, I swear to God, if you scare me like last time, I'll-"

"You'll what?" He asked from behind you. You jumped, slightly startled and turned around towards him.

"Goddamn, how do you do that?" You muttered.

He smirked and took a step back, looking at you up and down, causing a small blush to spread across your face. He held out his hand. "May I have this dance?" With those words, beautiful music exploded from the piano. You turned to see Christa concentrating on some sheet music as she played a lovely tune. She turned to you and gave you a small smile before turning back to the sheet music.

"L-Levi, what are you-"

"You're dodging the question." He said, raising an eyebrow.

You felt heat rise to your cheeks. "Yes." You said. He smiled and intertwined his fingers with yours, and held your arms out slightly. He took your other hand and placed it on his shoulder, then wrapped his hand around your waist.

And then the wonderful bliss began. He guided you around the room, taking one step at a time, but following in time with the music. A few times, he even spun you around, holding your hand above your head and turning you by the waist, to only stop you, pull you against him and keep working his way around the room. Forget a three, he was a damn professional, eleven at least. Your heart just raced at how close you two were. His chest was pressed up against yours, his hand was pulling your waist closer to him, his hand held yours tightly, like if he loosened his grip, your hand would fade. His grey-blue eyes were completely focused on your (e/c) ones, like you two were the only thing in the room. The only thing in the castle. The only thing in the world. The only thing in the universe. The way he seemed to think that you were the only thing worth setting eyes on. It just made your heart melt.

Then he stopped. Everything stopped. The swaying, the moving, even the music. Christa got up and left. You were confused, and you wanted to look around, but you couldn't. You just couldn't take your eyes off this man. Then something happened. He smiled. It wasn't a small one, or a smirk, but an actual smile, teeth showing and everything. He rested his forehead against yours. "I've been hiding my feelings for so long, (f/n). You don't know how hard it is. To see you every day, beautiful, intelligent, immature with a touch of maturity, being the perfect girl you are, and not do anything about it. That last expedition... You were crying and, it was so hard not to just..." He placed his hand on your cheek and ran his thumb across your lips. "So hard not to kiss those perfect lips of yours, and make all the sadness disappear." He whispered. "Ever since then, I promised myself to make you happy every day, to protect you, and love you, even more than a friend. My only wish is that you feel the same way towards me." He said, closing his eyes.

"Levi..." You whispered.

"Please, I want to say something before you say anything else." He said, voice slightly shaky. The hand that was cupping your cheek moved to the back of your neck. "(f/n)," He said, voice becoming shakier. "I love you." He whispered, so softly it was almost a breath.

You smiled and closed your eyes. "I love you too." you whispered, just as softly as him.

"My God, (f/n)." He said before pulling you forward so your lips collided with his. About damn time, you thought you'd explode if that closeness lasted any longer without removing that small space. His other hand that was around your waist pulled you closer towards him. You ran your fingers through his midnight locks, as the kisses grew more passionate. He finally pulled away, enough to see your eyes. "How was that?" he asked with a smirk. "On a scale of one to ten, with one being the worst and ten being the best."

You laughed. "The dancing or the kiss?"

He shrugged. "Both."

You smiled and stared down at the floor. You looked back up at him with a mischievous grin. "Eight."

He raised an eyebrow. "Well, brat, let's make that a ten." And with that, he pulled you closer to him

~*BONUS ENDING*~

"You know, you're really bad at taking hints." Levi said. You were sitting on his lap, annoying and distracting him as he tried to do paperwork. You hummed in response. "I told you she was a friend of yours, and I assume you're friends with yourself, I said she was cute, which you are, I said she was slightly shorter than me-" Which you gave him a glare at, "-which you are by three centimeters, and I said we'd make a 'cute couple' by your standards." He said.

"Well I'm sorry, I was still caught up in the fact that Humanities Strongest Soldier needed dancing lessons from an ungraceful Squad Leader who possesses the talent to trip over flat surfaces." You said. He let out one of those damn sexy chuckles of his and pressed his lips against yours with a smile, causing you to smile as well.

"I'd only take dance lessons from you." He said once he pulled away. "Now if you let me finish my work, maybe we can dance some more later." He said. You sighed and pecked his cheek before getting off.

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"Okay Eren, you're going to feel a slight pinch, but it won't hurt that much." Hanji said as she tapped her finger on the glass of the shot. The serum was an odd orange color, like a sunset of some sort, but you were sure it wasn't going to be as graceful as a sunset.

"Hanji, what does this do, exactly?" Eren said.

"Well titan-boy, this serum is going to only morph your brain into the state it's in when you transform into a titan, but your human body will remain the same. We're going to see if that while your brain is in titan-mode, it can communicate with us." Hanji explained, dabbing a wet cloth on the side of Eren's neck.

"Why am I here?" You asked, raising your hand slightly from the corner of the room.

"Squad Leader (f/n), you're here to tighten the belts on his arms, legs, hands, feet, chest, and torso so he stays against this metal table and doesn't jump around murdering everyone." She said, finishing with a laugh. "You're here to help me restrain him."

You blinked a few times before walking over and tightening all the belts that pressed Eren to the metal slab he was stuck to. Poor kid, You thought, Probably exhausted by all of these experiments Hanji is forcing him into. You gave him a small smile before stepping back. "Hanji don't stab him with it." You warned her, seeing her raise the needle above her head.

"What? No, I wasn't going to..." You gave her a look. "Maybe I was, but it wasn't going to hurt." She said, lowering it slightly.

"Hanji!" Eren said, giving her a scared look.

"Come on Eren, don't be such a baby, it'll be fun!" She said raising it above her head again.

"Hanji, I swear to all the walls if you stab me with it instead of gently putting it in my neck I will-" Eren started, straining against the belts.

"Okay, okay, whatever here we go. ONE!"

"HANJI!" Eren said, trying to raise his arm to cover his neck.

"TWO!"

"HANJI!" You said, moving forward to grab her arm.

"TH-"

"Squad Leader (f/n)?" A voice called from the door. Hanji turned around with a confused expression, the needle in mid-air. Finding the chance to save Eren, you grabbed the serum and put it behind your back.

"Yes?" You asked, turning to the door with a calm smile. Hanji gave you a hard glare and snatched the serum from your hands. She rested the needle on the table, and turned to the door with a smile. You heard Eren let out a sigh of relief.

"Corporal Levi needs to speak with you." Petra said from the door.

"Oh God, did he seem angry?" You asked, tone full of worry.

"You of all people should know that Levi never shows any emotions (f/n), you're his closest friend out of all of us." Petra said with a smile. You shrugged. Hanji had a devious smile on her face.

"Maybe Levi's planning to do some frickle frackle with (f/n). And it's about damn time too." Hanji said casually.

"HANJI!" You said, cheeks turning red. Hanji started laughing so hard that she fell on the floor and was rolling around. Petra giggled from the doorway, covering her smile with her hand.

"Wait... Does Squad Leader (f/n) have a crush on-" Eren started from the metal table.

"EREN, SHUT UP!" You said, cheeks turning redder. He started laughing hysterically along with Hanji. "I'm about to let Hanji stab you with that serum." You said, letting your cheeks return to it's natural hue. Eren immediately stopped laughing, pressing his lips together, and shook his head frantically.

"Petra, would you mind helping Hanji while I speak to Levi?" You asked the ginger-haired girl. She nodded and began walking towards Hanji's still rolling figure. You grabbed her arm before she moved away from you. "Make sure she doesn't hurt that poor kid." You said. She smiled and nodded, walking towards Hanji and helping her to her feet.

"Don't get too dirty there, (f/n). You'll be sore tomorrow!" Hanji called behind you.

"I'm going to let Eren stab you in the neck." You muttered as you walked out of the room.

~*TIME SKIP *~

You stood in front of the Corporal's office taking in a deep breath before hesitantly knocking on the door. "Name and business." A monotone said from inside the room. He doesn't sound angry. You thought.

"It's me Levi." You said. You were the only one who could call Levi that without getting punched in the face. Because he knew you'd punch him back, just as hard. "You needed to see me?"

You heard the noise of chair-scraping-against-floor, and a few footsteps before the door opened, revealing the bored looking man who was only about an half-inch taller than you. You remembered that argument you both had a while ago about who was taller. Hanji had to break the news to you. You were shorter by three centimeters. You remember seeing Levi's rare smile. Weird memories you had with that man. No matter what people said, that he had a cleaning obsession, or that he was always pissed at everyone, you were the only one who could actually read his expressions, and you knew him best. He was truly your best friend, though he didn't admit it, you were his.

"Petra came for you?" He said, not even having to invite you in. You just walked in, "an annoying habit of yours" as Levi put it.

"Yeah. I'm not in trouble am I?" You asked as he closed the door behind you.

"No. I need to ask you a favor." He said. He seemed bored, but you could tell he was embarrassed by little things he did. He shoved his hands in his pockets and shuffled his feet, only enough for you to notice.

"Wow... I'd never though this day would come." You said.

"What?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Humanities Strongest Soldier needs help from another living being." You said. He gave you an unimpressed look. You playfully punched his arm. Watching Levi roll his eyes at your childish actions, you said, "I'm just kidding. But sure, what is it?"

He moved away from the door and toward his desk and sitting on it, letting you sit on the chair behind it. "Someone told me that... you know how to dance." He said.

You gave him a suspicious look. "Yes, I do. But what does this have to do with anything?"

He sighed and pressed his fingertips to his forehead, as if trying to find something to say. "Lets just say," He started, removing his hand from his face and looking down at you. "There's this girl I'd like to impress, but I don't know how to dance."

You felt a bit disappointed. Of course you had developed some... strong feelings toward Levi, and now he says that he's trying to impress another girl? Well, who could blame him? You were his friend, not some lover. But yes, you knew it wouldn't be likely to happen. Levi was a rather handsome man, talented as well, of course other women would be interested in him. But, not only being his... secret admirer, you were also his friend. And like any other friend would, you let out an excited squeal and stood up abruptly, grabbing him by the shoulders. "OH LEVI, THIS IS GREAT! WHO IS SHE, DO I KNOW HER, IS SHE CUTE, WOULD YOU TWO MAKE A CUTE COUPLE-"

"This is exactly why I didn't want to ask you." He said, grabbing your hands and taking them off his shoulders. You still continued to jump up and down excitedly and throw questions at him.

"IS SHE A CADET? OH WAIT NEVERMIND YOU'RE TOO OLD FOR A CADET-"

"I'm not that old." He muttered. "I'm the same age as you."

"Which is still to old for a cadet."

"Well Erwin is our age and maybe he's been with a few cadets in his years." Levi said with a shrug.

"What... No, anyway, OH! IS SHE SHORTER THAN YOU?!" You said. Levi threw you a glare. "At least answer a few of my questions!"

He sighed and pressed his fingertips to his forehead again. He stood up and put his hands on your shoulders. "If you sit down and stop acting like a teenage girl, maybe I will." He said, gently pushing you back into your seat. You sat on the edge of it, staring up at him with wide, anxious eyes as he sat back down on the desk, looking down at you. He hummed slightly. "Yes, you do know her, she happens to be one of your friends. She is rather cute, a bit shorter than me, and I guess according to you, we'd made a 'cute couple'." He said. You thought a moment, then it clicked. Petra (I looked it up, and Petra is two centimeters shorter than Levi, so YES MY INFORMATION IS ACCURATE!). You mentally slapped yourself. How could you compete with her? She was nice, and pretty, and just perfect. Instead of letting out something pathetic, you stood up and grabbed his arm, dragging him to the center of the room. "(f/n), let go of me!" He said.

"Do you want to learn how to dance or not?" You asked, raising an eyebrow. He stood up straighter and brushed himself off, as if any dust got on him in his completely spotless room.

"Tch. I guess, brat." He said, crossing his arms.

"Don't call me brat, I'm not Eren." You said. "And I don't want any of this 'I guess' shit-" To which Levi raised an eyebrow at. "-If you really want this, you have to say yes." You said.

Levi sighed and rolled his eyes. "Yes, I want to learn how to dance."

You smiled. "Alright. First off, don't do that." You said, uncrossing his arms.

"Tch, why?" He asked, starting to cross them again. You firmly grasped ( ) them and pulled them away from his chest.

"Because, when you do that, your body language is saying, 'I'm not really trying,' or 'I don't care enough for this,' basically, you look like you don't care, you have better things to do, and you look self-conscious." You explained. He blinked a few times before nodding. You let go of his arms. He left them at his side. "Good." You said. "Now, you have to be... graceful about asking her to dance."

"Graceful? You're teaching me to be graceful? You, of all people, who tends to trip over air-" He started.

"Hey, it takes talent to trip over flat surfaces." You said. You saw the corner of his mouth turn upwards slightly. You smiled. "Now, after you ask her to dance, gracefully and respectfully, you have to get into position." You stepped a bit closer. "You have to be very close." You said, almost a whisper.

"How close?" He asked, voice coming out as a whisper.

Closer! You thought. You mentally slapped yourself. "This is close enough." You said. He nodded. "First, you put a hand around her waist," You grabbed his hand and set it on your waist. He gripped it rather tightly. "But don't bruise her." You said with a small laugh. He let himself smile a very rare smile and roll his eyes, and he loosened his grip. You put one of your hands on his shoulder. Then you took your other hand, and intertwined it with his. "Then you hold her hand like this, and take it out to the side a bit."

"All this and we haven't even gotten to dancing yet." He muttered, staring into your (e/c) orbs. You smiled.

"On a scale of one to ten, one being the worst and ten being the best, how good are you at dancing?" You asked, trying to stall time. You were just enjoying the fact that you were standing so close, that he had his hand on your waist and his fingers were locked with yours.

He stared at an unknown corner of the room, seeming to ponder the subject. He turned his head back to you, staring into your eyes, before closing his eyes with a sigh. "Three."

"Oh." You said. "Well that's why you called me, right?"

"Yes, the most ungraceful person possible is teaching me how to dance." He said. You smiled and laughed. He let out a chuckle, which you had never heard... Damn.

"Okay, can you count from one to three?" You asked.

He raised an eyebrow at you. "No." He said sarcastically.

"Then you're going to have a hard time."

"I already know I'm going to have a hard time, brat."

You rolled your eyes. "It's all just counting. It's a beat of... one, two, three, one, two, three, and so on and so forth. Don't count it out loud, then you'll look and sound stupid. Believe me, I've had experience." You said. "But all you have to do, is take a step forward, then take a step backwards. You do this, making your way around the room. And once we get the one step down, we'll start adding a few more." You said.

Levi looked speechless for a second. "Okay..." He said, drawing it out slightly. He stayed still.

"Well come on, you're the male, you have to make the first move." You said.

"But I don't-"

"Just take a step forward, and I'll take a step back. Then you take a step back, and I'll follow you." You said. He stared at the floor, then the ceiling, then back at you. He sighed.

"Okay." He said. He hesitantly took a step forward, and you took one back. He waited a moment before taking a step back, and you followed suit. He continued to take a few steps forward and a few steps back, getting used to the feeling. He stepped on your foot. You let out a small wince. "Sorry." He muttered. "But I told you I was a three."

"You're fine." You assured him. "Now, start doing it without pausing in between each step, and draw out the steps more." He blinked a few times. "If it makes you feel better, I'll start." You said. He nodded. You smiled, and took a step forward as he took one back. Almost immediately after that step, you took one back, making him step on your foot again to match your pace. "Ow!" You said.

"Goddammit." He muttered.

"It's alright, just keep going." You said. You took another step forward, and he took one back. You both continued this rhythm until he stopped stepping on your foot, which just happened to be the same foot over and over again, and seemed comfortable enough to lead it on his own. You both stopped. "Great." You whispered. "Now, do that, but move around the room."

He was quiet for a moment as he looked around the room. "In a circle?" He asked. You nodded. He slightly puffed out his cheeks in a long exhale, making you smile at this never-before-seen action. "Okay." He said. He started guiding you around the room, moving you in a circle with the steps as he went around the room. This time, he did it perfectly, with the exception of hesitating only once. He was almost smiling as his grey eyes locked onto yours. He seemed slightly unfocused, and he tripped against the leg of his desk, making you fall on top of the desk as he fell on top of you. You squealed and he gasped until your faces were inches apart. You were both speechless for a moment. He smirked. "How was that?" He asked.

You gave his a nervous smile. "I think you're ready." You said. You realized his hand was still wrapped around your waist, and his hand still had a firm grip on yours. (f/n), you're helping him to get another woman, stop doing this to yourself. You thought. You started standing up, pushing him off as you pried your hand away from him. "Just make sure there aren't any desks in the way." You said. His hand was still around your waist. You moved away from him and towards the door, opening it.

"Wait, (f/n)." He said. You felt him grab your arm. You turned towards him. He gave you one of his rare smiles. "Thank you." He whispered.

You nodded and left, closing the door behind you.

~*Time Skip Brought To You By That Flirty Scene Right There*~

"Goddamn it Hanji, do we really have to do this again?" Eren said as you tightened the belts on his chest. Hanji smiled and showed him the serum. It was a strange grey-blue color. Like Levi's eyes... You thought. You mentally slapped yourself. Stop that, (f/n)! Just stop it! You screamed in your head.

"Yesterday didn't work, and you just acted like Jean drunk." Hanji said. "You were flirting with me and Petra." she added, rolling her eyes.

"Oh," Eren said, cheeks tinting pink. "Sorry about that..." He muttered.

"But this one is sure to work!" She said, holding it above her head.

"HANJI, NO!" You and Eren said at the same time. You started running around to the other side of the table to stop her, and Eren restrained against the belts as best as he could.

"ONE-"

"Squad Leader (f/n)?" A voice said at the door.

"OH COME ON, JUST LET ME STAB HIM WITH THE NEEDLE WITHOUT A DISTRACTION, JUST ONCE!" Hanji said, throwing the needle at the wall. You gave her a questioning look when it didn't break, and landed on the floor safely. "I designed the glass so it wouldn't break." She explained. About half a second later, it shattered into pieces right there on the floor, even though nothing touched it. "Oh..." Hanji muttered.

"It's alright."

"I thought it would-"

"Yeah, I know." You said. "Yes?" You asked, turning to the door.

"Corporal Levi needs to speak to you again." Petra said. God, you almost wanted to slap her, but she was your friend, and she couldn't help that Levi had feelings for her and not you.

"Alright. Can you take over my position here?" You asked.

"Of course. But, (f/n)?" She asked as you almost passed her on your way out of the doorway. You hummed in response. "He wants you to meet him in the mess hall." You gave her a curious look and walked out of the room.

~*Time Skip Number... Three? JUST LIKE LEVI'S SKILL OF DANCING Pun Not Intended Until I Just Noticed XD*~

"Levi?" You asked, opening the door to the mess hall. You stepped inside and closed the door behind you. The room was empty, except for a piano in the corner, none of the tables were there, most likely put away. "Levi, you here?" You asked, walking inside the barren space in front of you. "Levi, I swear to God, if you scare me like last time, I'll-"

"You'll what?" He asked from behind you. You jumped, slightly startled and turned around towards him.

"Goddamn, how do you do that?" You muttered.

He smirked and took a step back, looking at you up and down, causing a small blush to spread across your face. He held out his hand. "May I have this dance?" With those words, beautiful music exploded from the piano. You turned to see Christa concentrating on some sheet music as she played a lovely tune. She turned to you and gave you a small smile before turning back to the sheet music.

"L-Levi, what are you-"

"You're dodging the question." He said, raising an eyebrow.

You felt heat rise to your cheeks. "Yes." You said. He smiled and intertwined his fingers with yours, and held your arms out slightly. He took your other hand and placed it on his shoulder, then wrapped his hand around your waist.

And then the wonderful bliss began. He guided you around the room, taking one step at a time, but following in time with the music. A few times, he even spun you around, holding your hand above your head and turning you by the waist, to only stop you, pull you against him and keep working his way around the room. Forget a three, he was a damn professional, eleven at least. Your heart just raced at how close you two were. His chest was pressed up against yours, his hand was pulling your waist closer to him, his hand held yours tightly, like if he loosened his grip, your hand would fade. His grey-blue eyes were completely focused on your (e/c) ones, like you two were the only thing in the room. The only thing in the castle. The only thing in the world. The only thing in the universe. The way he seemed to think that you were the only thing worth setting eyes on. It just made your heart melt.

Then he stopped. Everything stopped. The swaying, the moving, even the music. Christa got up and left. You were confused, and you wanted to look around, but you couldn't. You just couldn't take your eyes off this man. Then something happened. He smiled. It wasn't a small one, or a smirk, but an actual smile, teeth showing and everything. He rested his forehead against yours. "I've been hiding my feelings for so long, (f/n). You don't know how hard it is. To see you every day, beautiful, intelligent, immature with a touch of maturity, being the perfect girl you are, and not do anything about it. That last expedition... You were crying and, it was so hard not to just..." He placed his hand on your cheek and ran his thumb across your lips. "So hard not to kiss those perfect lips of yours, and make all the sadness disappear." He whispered. "Ever since then, I promised myself to make you happy every day, to protect you, and love you, even more than a friend. My only wish is that you feel the same way towards me." He said, closing his eyes.

"Levi..." You whispered.

"Please, I want to say something before you say anything else." He said, voice slightly shaky. The hand that was cupping your cheek moved to the back of your neck. "(f/n)," He said, voice becoming shakier. "I love you." He whispered, so softly it was almost a breath.

You smiled and closed your eyes. "I love you too." you whispered, just as softly as him.

"My God, (f/n)." He said before pulling you forward so your lips collided with his. About damn time, you thought you'd explode if that closeness lasted any longer without removing that small space. His other hand that was around your waist pulled you closer towards him. You ran your fingers through his midnight locks, as the kisses grew more passionate. He finally pulled away, enough to see your eyes. "How was that?" he asked with a smirk. "On a scale of one to ten, with one being the worst and ten being the best."

You laughed. "The dancing or the kiss?"

He shrugged. "Both."

You smiled and stared down at the floor. You looked back up at him with a mischievous grin. "Eight."

He raised an eyebrow. "Well, brat, let's make that a ten." And with that, he pulled you closer to him

~*BONUS ENDING*~

"You know, you're really bad at taking hints." Levi said. You were sitting on his lap, annoying and distracting him as he tried to do paperwork. You hummed in response. "I told you she was a friend of yours, and I assume you're friends with yourself, I said she was cute, which you are, I said she was slightly shorter than me-" Which you gave him a glare at, "-which you are by three centimeters, and I said we'd make a 'cute couple' by your standards." He said.

"Well I'm sorry, I was still caught up in the fact that Humanities Strongest Soldier needed dancing lessons from an ungraceful Squad Leader who possesses the talent to trip over flat surfaces." You said. He let out one of those damn sexy chuckles of his and pressed his lips against yours with a smile, causing you to smile as well.

"I'd only take dance lessons from you." He said once he pulled away. "Now if you let me finish my work, maybe we can dance some more later." He said. You sighed and pecked his cheek before getting off.