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I have to admit, the rest of my day was pretty good. Some soldiers introduced me to the basics of the 3DM gear. They said that I’ll have to use it, unless I’ll be able to fly.
Then, a hilarious moment happened during dinner. It literally made my whole evening.
I was staying at a table with Sasha, Connie, Mikasa, Eren, and Armin (I finally learned some names, yay). I was trying to eat the porridge-like thing from my plate. The smell and the way it was sticking on my teeth when I was chewing it wasn’t helping me at all. I was ready to give up and leave when I spotted a cockroach. A big, black and shiny cockroach. I grabbed the small creature just before Jean sat down next to Mikasa.
“Jean!” I said, with my Cheshire cat grin.
He groaned in anticipation.
“Look what I’ve found!”
Then I open my fist to let him see my little friend. The others are staring at me, and I can already see Connie smirking in anticipation.
“I think I’ll name him Jean.”
He is about to open his mouth and say something, just when I crush The little Jean on the table. For a second, everything is dead silent at our table, until Connie bursts into laughing.

After the dinner, some guy has found some playing cards. I was surprised to find that the rules were similar to the ones from my world, so I joined in. I was playing poker with Jean, Connie, Reiner and Eren. Luckily, Allen Walker(God of Poker Cheating) has taught me how to cheat at poker while I was wandering in D Gray Man.
It was late at night, and I was starting to yawn and stretch. One by one, the boys went to their bunks, and I was ready to go to sleep on my dear floor, when I heard someone whisper my name.
I slowly got up in one elbow. I think that everyone was asleep- I saw no movement. I shrugged, then went back to sleep. I have almost taken the train for the Dream World, when that person whispered my name again. And again, I saw no one.
The third time was different. I got up and walked to the door-the bastard who woke me up must have had some damn good excuses.
I slowly opened the door, only to be greeted by a smiling Hanji. A sleepless one, I must add.
“Hanji, I think it’s past midnight, and tomorrow we have to train. Why did you wake me up?”
She looked surprised when I asked her.
“But I have already told you. You know? When you came out of shortie’s office, I told you that maybe we’ll go out and drink something with my squad and some other cadets.”
“Ah, yes, I remember.”
“Shortie knows nothing, so we’d better hurry.”
She grabbed my hand and started to run on the hallways (forgetting that I was dressed in a fuckin’ NIGHTGOWN), only to stop at the door of her room. No matter how much I protested, she managed to put on me a black, tight dress that barely covered my hips, and that showed maybe too much of my small chest.
“What’s with this?”
“Eh” she said, with that devilish smirk of hers “We’re going to drink something. Don’t you want to look cute?”
“But you’re still dressed in military clothes.”
“That doesn’t matter; now let’s go, the others are waiting for us.”
I wanted to ask her so many things, but I didn’t have time, as she dragged me outside, where a group of soldiers were waiting for us. From the entire group, I knew only Petra, Sasha, Connie (how did he get here?), Mikasa, Eren and *ugh no! WHY DO YOU HATE ME GOD?!* Jean.
However, he did everything to avoid me (for the moment), and I was happy with that. I started to chat with a guy who I later learned was named Moblit. He was pretty nice, though I could guess that he was a bit scared of me.
We arrived at the bar in a few minutes. I spotted an isolated table and headed right towards it (I had the feeling that nobody was going to sit next to me). But noooo, hell no. A few seconds after I took a seat, Eren, Mikasa and Jean came there. Maybe Hanji told them to do so.
After a few seconds, Hanji came at our table and gave each of us a pint of beer (she didn’t care at all that we were underage). I drank mine in a few seconds, but the others were drinking it sip by sip. Mikasa was trying to persuade Eren not to drink all the beer because he will get drunk and so on. Jean was just drinking his beer in silence, staring at Mikasa, like usually. At some point, I think they might have started arguing…I didn’t care. I was just a decoration; nobody talked to me, but surprisingly, I had fun.
I drank pint after pint, until I my sight blurred around the corners. Shit…Getting drunk can be fun, but not this time. For a few seconds, I could see three Jean. No thanks.
Every time I tried to get up from the table, I fell back. For the tenth time, I tried again. Just when I was already read to fall back, I felt a hand grabbing my arm. I looked up and saw a pair of green eyes.
Bertholdt.
Well, it could have been Levi. And if it was Levi, I could have been dead.
“Whatcha’ doing here?” I asked him.
He babbled some confused answer. He was as drunk as fuck. Just like me.
I don’t know why, but a few moments later, I found myself dancing in the middle of the bar with Bertholdt. I didn’t like him that way, but I was drunk, and he was WAY better than Jean. See? Even when I’m drunk I’m avoiding the guy.
He tried to spin me around, but he failed miserably. I fell on the ground, hitting my back. I was getting up, when I heard someone scream around the entrance. Still on the floor, I looked over there, just to see a man pointing at the beginnings of a fire.
My mouth hung open. Huge flames were burning everything in their way. Just as the soldiers saw the fire, they started to react. As drunk as they were, but they did.
But I didn’t.
I got so scared…I have been afraid of fire for as long as I knew. Everything I could do was run away (more stumble), and try not to hit the walls. I fell on my knees once, then got up again. Just as I was ready to go on, I felt a hand grab my shoulder, as pure fear shot through my body.
“Hey [F/n].”
It was Hanji, fortunately. A very drunk Hanji, but still Hanji.
“Go to my room. Shortie will look for us, but he would never think to search you there.”
I blinked twice. I wanted to answer, but she ran away, helping the people with the fire. I shrugged, then went on my way to the superiors’ sleeping quarters.

*Time skip *
I stopped the water when the bathtub was almost full. Warm, warm water. Until now, I didn’t realize how much I missed a bath. Slowly, like I was performing a sacred ritual. Well, not really that sacred. Throwing my clothes in every place from Hanji’s bathroom wasn’t really that gracious.
I let out a pleasure moan when the water touched my skin. As soon as I was covered by it up to my neck, it stated to slowly fill with…dirt. Yeah…That’s what you get when you stumble and fall into mud.
I found a small piece of soap, which had already some dirt on it, and which was making me wanna scratch myself…At least it was making me clean. So I went on.
I closed my eyes to wash my hair. My dear hair, which was giving me troubles everytime I was trying to wash it, comb it, or do ANYTHING with it. The worst was that if I didn’t do anything, it would turn into a monster.
Anyway…
I was feeling kinda lonely, so I started to hum a song (www.youtube.com/watch?v=lP077R… ). Just as I was getting to my favorite part, someone slammed the door open. I opened one eye, only to see…
“For fuck’s sake!”
It took Levi only two steps to arrive next to me and grab a fistful of my hair. He lifted my head until our faces were inches apart, and I could feel his gaze burn holes in my soul. He was beyond furious; he must have found out about my little “escape” with Hanji.
“Listen there shit head. I’m okay with Hanji and the others going out for a drink, but what the fuck was in your head?!”
He slapped me hard with his other hand. Tears were ready to flow down on my cheeks, but I stopped them. He’ll leave soon; I don’t really want to be seen crying by him.
I could react. If I was another person I would have. It was just that…At that moment, it didn’t feel the right thing to do
“You smartass! And the bar was even set on fire!”
“You porno-pedo-bear. I am about half of your age, and I am naked!”
With that…
He fully pulled me out of the water. And…He pulled at my nipple. But it was so strong that it made me scream.
I jumped on him, knowing that he wouldn’t expect that. Be both fell on the floor, with myself on top of him. What came after was a fight worth for a movie scene. None of us actually cared that I was naked. I was hitting him with all my force and speed, and when I didn’t hit the “target” I used my nails and teeth. Soon his clothes were soaked, and some parts of his body were covered with new bruises, long, red marks, and bite marks.
Oh, and I was hurt too. Parts of my hair were missing, I had bite marks too (I didn’t enjoy that…Well, not very much), and my bruises were looking more serious than the ones I made on his body.
To people that didn’t know us, we would look like a couple of lovers fighting.
Shiiiit…Why did I have to think about that?
Because a moment later, Hanji bursted into the bathroom.
She knew us both. But she was drunk. So…
“Leeeevi *hiccup* but you called me shitty glasses when I said you *hiccup* liked her.”
In an instant, I was thrown in the opposite corner of the bathroom, hitting my head on the wall. I was pretty drunk too, and Levi’s ultimate blow has added to that. My vision was blurry (or black?) around the corners, yet I could still see how they were arguing, and I could still hear Levi’s angry tone.
Well…Now, that I was out of the fight, I could observed him better. I could see his abs through his wet shirt. Also, his hair was looking better when it was wet, making me want to run a hand through it.
Suddenly, I laughed. I didn’t care anymore about what happened a few seconds ago. The fight? It wasn’t really…like a fight. I don’t know. I really don’t. It seemed funny now. I laughed again, with one of those crazy laughs that make people look around for a wild animal.
“What’s so funny shi-“
Levi was in front of me, looking angry at me. Hanji was a few feet away, just watching us. She came closer, concern suddenly making its way onto her face.
Then I saw that Levi looked pretty worried too.
He put one of his wet hands at the back of my head. When he retracted it, I saw that his fingertips were covered in blood.
“No shit. Not agaaaain…”
My voice was a mere whisper. What was happening? I didn’t feel bad at all. I just felt drowsy, and somewhat light as a feather. And I didn’t have any sensation at all. I knew that I was taken in Levi’s arms only when I saw myself lifted above the floor by a pair of strong arms, and when I heard him say “Stupid little smartass.”

I wake up when it’s still dark outside, though I can see a small ray of sunlight. Maybe the Sun is going to rise soon.
I try to stretch, but a sudden pain in my limbs stops me. When I want to yawn, I am interrupted by a pain from the back of my head, and by what I think it’s nausea. No…Not hangover, nooo!
Then I remember where I am, and I have to refrain from throwing up on the floor. I throw the blanket off of me, to confirm something. I am no longer naked (like I expected), but I am wearing a large, white shirt, that (unfortunately) only covers my body down to my thighs (and that also has a slight smell of peppermint combined with coffe…his smell ). It’s okay, at least, he didn’t let me sleep naked (and I could never think that one of his shirts would actually fit me. The guy is a midget, really).
I touch the back of my head, then wince in pain. But I still feel the bandage that’s there. So he took care of me, afterall (well I got injured because of him).
I slowly turn around, only to see him sleeping, his back turned to me. He is curled up in a ball, the soft blanket covering his sleeping form, and I can see only his head. His usually neat hair is now all ruffled, looking like a bird has made a nest out of it. I feel a smile appearing on my face-I mean, I don’t really like the guy. I think I hate him, though I’m not sure (he let me sleep in the same bed with him!). But right now, he seems so calm, defenseless and…almost adorable.
I gently take a strand of his hair between my fingers. It’s soft…I think women would like to run their fingers through it. I want to touch his face with my fingertips, to feel its warmth, and feel it frowning in sleep at the sudden contact.
I am a few millimeters away from doing so, when suddenly, he turns around and grabs me by my wrist.
“What did you want to do, brat?”
Now he is fully awake. With that face on, again. With that gaze in his eyes. Now all the magic is gone, and I look away from him as I reply.
“Nothing.”
He lets go of my wrist, then gets up. Oh God…He wears only his boxers…I feel my face getting redder second by second. I want to look away, yet my eyes still remain on his six pack abdomen, then move down, then…
“Oi brat, what are you looking at?”
He doesn’t even wait for my answer. He starts dressing up, making a ritual from the whole thing. I sit on his bed silently, just watching him. Not like he cares. Not like I care.
“Listen here.”
I didn’t know when, but he appeared in front of me, his hands on my shoulders.
“From now on, you’ll live here. You’ll sleep in my room, and in the same bed with me. And don’t you dare to touch me while we’re asleep! If you don’t do like I say, you’re dead. When I wake up in the morning, you’ll wake up too, and if my superiors don’t have anything to do with you, and if you don’t have to train, you’ll follow me around all day. Understand?”
He grabs my chin; I can’t speak, I can only nod.
“Good.” he mutters.
“B-but…Why? It’s been only two days in the boys’ dorm.”
My voice is just above a whisper; I am not sure whether he heard me or not, but I am sure he did when he answers.
“Hanji will never dare to come here to look for you. She won’t be able anymore to take you to stupid, short, so-called parties. In short, I will control my protector better.”

He spilled the word protector with clear disgust. It seems like he isn’t accustomed to the idea yet…
He gets up, walks to the door, and almost leaves, when he turns around to say some last things.
“You’ll find some clothes in my closet. Do not touch anything that’s mine. I expect you to come at my squad’s table in fifteen minutes. That’s an order, [F/n]!”
With that, he vanishes through the door. I am still sitting on his bed, holding his blanket to my chest. I don’t know exactly why I am so surprised…That he is so good to me, or that he called me by my first name?

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I have to admit, the rest of my day was pretty good. Some soldiers introduced me to the basics of the 3DM gear. They said that I’ll have to use it, unless I’ll be able to fly.
Then, a hilarious moment happened during dinner. It literally made my whole evening.
I was staying at a table with Sasha, Connie, Mikasa, Eren, and Armin (I finally learned some names, yay). I was trying to eat the porridge-like thing from my plate. The smell and the way it was sticking on my teeth when I was chewing it wasn’t helping me at all. I was ready to give up and leave when I spotted a cockroach. A big, black and shiny cockroach. I grabbed the small creature just before Jean sat down next to Mikasa.
“Jean!” I said, with my Cheshire cat grin.
He groaned in anticipation.
“Look what I’ve found!”
Then I open my fist to let him see my little friend. The others are staring at me, and I can already see Connie smirking in anticipation.
“I think I’ll name him Jean.”
He is about to open his mouth and say something, just when I crush The little Jean on the table. For a second, everything is dead silent at our table, until Connie bursts into laughing.

After the dinner, some guy has found some playing cards. I was surprised to find that the rules were similar to the ones from my world, so I joined in. I was playing poker with Jean, Connie, Reiner and Eren. Luckily, Allen Walker(God of Poker Cheating) has taught me how to cheat at poker while I was wandering in D Gray Man.
It was late at night, and I was starting to yawn and stretch. One by one, the boys went to their bunks, and I was ready to go to sleep on my dear floor, when I heard someone whisper my name.
I slowly got up in one elbow. I think that everyone was asleep- I saw no movement. I shrugged, then went back to sleep. I have almost taken the train for the Dream World, when that person whispered my name again. And again, I saw no one.
The third time was different. I got up and walked to the door-the bastard who woke me up must have had some damn good excuses.
I slowly opened the door, only to be greeted by a smiling Hanji. A sleepless one, I must add.
“Hanji, I think it’s past midnight, and tomorrow we have to train. Why did you wake me up?”
She looked surprised when I asked her.
“But I have already told you. You know? When you came out of shortie’s office, I told you that maybe we’ll go out and drink something with my squad and some other cadets.”
“Ah, yes, I remember.”
“Shortie knows nothing, so we’d better hurry.”
She grabbed my hand and started to run on the hallways (forgetting that I was dressed in a fuckin’ NIGHTGOWN), only to stop at the door of her room. No matter how much I protested, she managed to put on me a black, tight dress that barely covered my hips, and that showed maybe too much of my small chest.
“What’s with this?”
“Eh” she said, with that devilish smirk of hers “We’re going to drink something. Don’t you want to look cute?”
“But you’re still dressed in military clothes.”
“That doesn’t matter; now let’s go, the others are waiting for us.”
I wanted to ask her so many things, but I didn’t have time, as she dragged me outside, where a group of soldiers were waiting for us. From the entire group, I knew only Petra, Sasha, Connie (how did he get here?), Mikasa, Eren and *ugh no! WHY DO YOU HATE ME GOD?!* Jean.
However, he did everything to avoid me (for the moment), and I was happy with that. I started to chat with a guy who I later learned was named Moblit. He was pretty nice, though I could guess that he was a bit scared of me.
We arrived at the bar in a few minutes. I spotted an isolated table and headed right towards it (I had the feeling that nobody was going to sit next to me). But noooo, hell no. A few seconds after I took a seat, Eren, Mikasa and Jean came there. Maybe Hanji told them to do so.
After a few seconds, Hanji came at our table and gave each of us a pint of beer (she didn’t care at all that we were underage). I drank mine in a few seconds, but the others were drinking it sip by sip. Mikasa was trying to persuade Eren not to drink all the beer because he will get drunk and so on. Jean was just drinking his beer in silence, staring at Mikasa, like usually. At some point, I think they might have started arguing…I didn’t care. I was just a decoration; nobody talked to me, but surprisingly, I had fun.
I drank pint after pint, until I my sight blurred around the corners. Shit…Getting drunk can be fun, but not this time. For a few seconds, I could see three Jean. No thanks.
Every time I tried to get up from the table, I fell back. For the tenth time, I tried again. Just when I was already read to fall back, I felt a hand grabbing my arm. I looked up and saw a pair of green eyes.
Bertholdt.
Well, it could have been Levi. And if it was Levi, I could have been dead.
“Whatcha’ doing here?” I asked him.
He babbled some confused answer. He was as drunk as fuck. Just like me.
I don’t know why, but a few moments later, I found myself dancing in the middle of the bar with Bertholdt. I didn’t like him that way, but I was drunk, and he was WAY better than Jean. See? Even when I’m drunk I’m avoiding the guy.
He tried to spin me around, but he failed miserably. I fell on the ground, hitting my back. I was getting up, when I heard someone scream around the entrance. Still on the floor, I looked over there, just to see a man pointing at the beginnings of a fire.
My mouth hung open. Huge flames were burning everything in their way. Just as the soldiers saw the fire, they started to react. As drunk as they were, but they did.
But I didn’t.
I got so scared…I have been afraid of fire for as long as I knew. Everything I could do was run away (more stumble), and try not to hit the walls. I fell on my knees once, then got up again. Just as I was ready to go on, I felt a hand grab my shoulder, as pure fear shot through my body.
“Hey [F/n].”
It was Hanji, fortunately. A very drunk Hanji, but still Hanji.
“Go to my room. Shortie will look for us, but he would never think to search you there.”
I blinked twice. I wanted to answer, but she ran away, helping the people with the fire. I shrugged, then went on my way to the superiors’ sleeping quarters.

*Time skip *
I stopped the water when the bathtub was almost full. Warm, warm water. Until now, I didn’t realize how much I missed a bath. Slowly, like I was performing a sacred ritual. Well, not really that sacred. Throwing my clothes in every place from Hanji’s bathroom wasn’t really that gracious.
I let out a pleasure moan when the water touched my skin. As soon as I was covered by it up to my neck, it stated to slowly fill with…dirt. Yeah…That’s what you get when you stumble and fall into mud.
I found a small piece of soap, which had already some dirt on it, and which was making me wanna scratch myself…At least it was making me clean. So I went on.
I closed my eyes to wash my hair. My dear hair, which was giving me troubles everytime I was trying to wash it, comb it, or do ANYTHING with it. The worst was that if I didn’t do anything, it would turn into a monster.
Anyway…
I was feeling kinda lonely, so I started to hum a song (www.youtube.com/watch?v=lP077R… ). Just as I was getting to my favorite part, someone slammed the door open. I opened one eye, only to see…
“For fuck’s sake!”
It took Levi only two steps to arrive next to me and grab a fistful of my hair. He lifted my head until our faces were inches apart, and I could feel his gaze burn holes in my soul. He was beyond furious; he must have found out about my little “escape” with Hanji.
“Listen there shit head. I’m okay with Hanji and the others going out for a drink, but what the fuck was in your head?!”
He slapped me hard with his other hand. Tears were ready to flow down on my cheeks, but I stopped them. He’ll leave soon; I don’t really want to be seen crying by him.
I could react. If I was another person I would have. It was just that…At that moment, it didn’t feel the right thing to do
“You smartass! And the bar was even set on fire!”
“You porno-pedo-bear. I am about half of your age, and I am naked!”
With that…
He fully pulled me out of the water. And…He pulled at my nipple. But it was so strong that it made me scream.
I jumped on him, knowing that he wouldn’t expect that. Be both fell on the floor, with myself on top of him. What came after was a fight worth for a movie scene. None of us actually cared that I was naked. I was hitting him with all my force and speed, and when I didn’t hit the “target” I used my nails and teeth. Soon his clothes were soaked, and some parts of his body were covered with new bruises, long, red marks, and bite marks.
Oh, and I was hurt too. Parts of my hair were missing, I had bite marks too (I didn’t enjoy that…Well, not very much), and my bruises were looking more serious than the ones I made on his body.
To people that didn’t know us, we would look like a couple of lovers fighting.
Shiiiit…Why did I have to think about that?
Because a moment later, Hanji bursted into the bathroom.
She knew us both. But she was drunk. So…
“Leeeevi *hiccup* but you called me shitty glasses when I said you *hiccup* liked her.”
In an instant, I was thrown in the opposite corner of the bathroom, hitting my head on the wall. I was pretty drunk too, and Levi’s ultimate blow has added to that. My vision was blurry (or black?) around the corners, yet I could still see how they were arguing, and I could still hear Levi’s angry tone.
Well…Now, that I was out of the fight, I could observed him better. I could see his abs through his wet shirt. Also, his hair was looking better when it was wet, making me want to run a hand through it.
Suddenly, I laughed. I didn’t care anymore about what happened a few seconds ago. The fight? It wasn’t really…like a fight. I don’t know. I really don’t. It seemed funny now. I laughed again, with one of those crazy laughs that make people look around for a wild animal.
“What’s so funny shi-“
Levi was in front of me, looking angry at me. Hanji was a few feet away, just watching us. She came closer, concern suddenly making its way onto her face.
Then I saw that Levi looked pretty worried too.
He put one of his wet hands at the back of my head. When he retracted it, I saw that his fingertips were covered in blood.
“No shit. Not agaaaain…”
My voice was a mere whisper. What was happening? I didn’t feel bad at all. I just felt drowsy, and somewhat light as a feather. And I didn’t have any sensation at all. I knew that I was taken in Levi’s arms only when I saw myself lifted above the floor by a pair of strong arms, and when I heard him say “Stupid little smartass.”

I wake up when it’s still dark outside, though I can see a small ray of sunlight. Maybe the Sun is going to rise soon.
I try to stretch, but a sudden pain in my limbs stops me. When I want to yawn, I am interrupted by a pain from the back of my head, and by what I think it’s nausea. No…Not hangover, nooo!
Then I remember where I am, and I have to refrain from throwing up on the floor. I throw the blanket off of me, to confirm something. I am no longer naked (like I expected), but I am wearing a large, white shirt, that (unfortunately) only covers my body down to my thighs (and that also has a slight smell of peppermint combined with coffe…his smell ). It’s okay, at least, he didn’t let me sleep naked (and I could never think that one of his shirts would actually fit me. The guy is a midget, really).
I touch the back of my head, then wince in pain. But I still feel the bandage that’s there. So he took care of me, afterall (well I got injured because of him).
I slowly turn around, only to see him sleeping, his back turned to me. He is curled up in a ball, the soft blanket covering his sleeping form, and I can see only his head. His usually neat hair is now all ruffled, looking like a bird has made a nest out of it. I feel a smile appearing on my face-I mean, I don’t really like the guy. I think I hate him, though I’m not sure (he let me sleep in the same bed with him!). But right now, he seems so calm, defenseless and…almost adorable.
I gently take a strand of his hair between my fingers. It’s soft…I think women would like to run their fingers through it. I want to touch his face with my fingertips, to feel its warmth, and feel it frowning in sleep at the sudden contact.
I am a few millimeters away from doing so, when suddenly, he turns around and grabs me by my wrist.
“What did you want to do, brat?”
Now he is fully awake. With that face on, again. With that gaze in his eyes. Now all the magic is gone, and I look away from him as I reply.
“Nothing.”
He lets go of my wrist, then gets up. Oh God…He wears only his boxers…I feel my face getting redder second by second. I want to look away, yet my eyes still remain on his six pack abdomen, then move down, then…
“Oi brat, what are you looking at?”
He doesn’t even wait for my answer. He starts dressing up, making a ritual from the whole thing. I sit on his bed silently, just watching him. Not like he cares. Not like I care.
“Listen here.”
I didn’t know when, but he appeared in front of me, his hands on my shoulders.
“From now on, you’ll live here. You’ll sleep in my room, and in the same bed with me. And don’t you dare to touch me while we’re asleep! If you don’t do like I say, you’re dead. When I wake up in the morning, you’ll wake up too, and if my superiors don’t have anything to do with you, and if you don’t have to train, you’ll follow me around all day. Understand?”
He grabs my chin; I can’t speak, I can only nod.
“Good.” he mutters.
“B-but…Why? It’s been only two days in the boys’ dorm.”
My voice is just above a whisper; I am not sure whether he heard me or not, but I am sure he did when he answers.
“Hanji will never dare to come here to look for you. She won’t be able anymore to take you to stupid, short, so-called parties. In short, I will control my protector better.”

He spilled the word protector with clear disgust. It seems like he isn’t accustomed to the idea yet…
He gets up, walks to the door, and almost leaves, when he turns around to say some last things.
“You’ll find some clothes in my closet. Do not touch anything that’s mine. I expect you to come at my squad’s table in fifteen minutes. That’s an order, [F/n]!”
With that, he vanishes through the door. I am still sitting on his bed, holding his blanket to my chest. I don’t know exactly why I am so surprised…That he is so good to me, or that he called me by my first name?