Levi x Reader ++Drunk Prank++ Final

“W-what? No! Sir, I was gonna suggest that you kick the door down with your hella strong legs.”

You turn around. Facing the short corporal who was taller/shorter than you. He closes his eyes and gives you a smile.

No.Freaking.Way. He's...he's SMILING?!? You stand there in complete silence, trying to let this moment sink in. Before you could speak his head falls on to your breasts. As he speaks you feel a shiver go down your spine.  

“Tuck me in! RIVAILLE IS SLEEPY!”

“What? You can tuck yourself in you little baby! Plus if you fall asleep how am I suppose to get out of here?”

Levi jumps in his bed and pulls his sheets up to his nose. Omgosh...that is the cutest thing ever.

“Maybe you should sleep here then.” He spoke, his voice muffled from the blanket. You walk over to his bed and sit yourself down looking into his silver orbs.  

“Will you go to sleep on your own, or am I going to have to use Mr. frying pan on you?”  

“I like the third option.”  

“Sir, there's no third option.”

“If we're going to have sexy time, you should put Freddy somewhere else. I don't want him seeing your body.”  

“WHAT SIR! No, no sexy time!”

“Tch then just move Freddy into my closet. I don't like the way he looks at me while I sleep.”

You get up from the bed very very confused and walk over to 'Freddy' the duster. You pick him up, a huge wad of dust was found all over it. Wait... was the corporal cleaning even when he was drunk? Wow...

“Sir... do you always clean stuff, there is probably not a single dirty thing here in your room.”  

“My mind's dirty, and that doesn't need cleaning” He winks your direction, which causes your whole face to flush. You ignore his last statement and place the duster into the closet.

You sit on his desk and sigh.
“Hey! (L/n) where's my good night kiss?!”

“Corporal...”

“I'm not going to sleep until you put your cute little lips on mine!”

“Gosh, you're so selfish.” You mumble. He grabs you and places his lips on your. The taste of alcohol still on his lips. The smell filled your nose. You kiss back. Closing your eyes slowly. The kiss felt beautiful. His chapped lips against your soft ones. You kiss more, but start to cringe after a while. His lips seems different. The corporal didn't seem to kiss back, and his lips felts rougher than ever. You open your eyes slowly and...

A pillow was in your sight. You turn around, you were in your dorm lying on your bunk. W-wait... was I... dreaming? And did I just...make out with my pillow... oh god... this is embarrassing. Just the thought of this made your head hurt like hell. You struggle to get up. Thank you universe! The girls aren't here. That means they didn't see me... hooking up with my pillow.

You put on your pants and grab your jacket as you walk out the dorm and towards the lunch room. If I dreamed up everything... then what the hell happened last night? Your head continues to hurt, and you raise your hand up to your forehead. OW! What the? You trace your finger against your forehead, you felt a small cut, a cut that was made by Hange last night. If I still have a cut... then last night couldn't have possibly been a dream. Then why did I wake up in my bed when I was with Levi-

You open the door to the lunch room. You felt everyone's gaze upon you. You tense up. Eren and Jean looked at you with worry in their eyes. You looked over to Hange and Erwin, they both had their heads bandaged. Before you could look over to the short corporal a hand grabs you by the wrist. You look up, Jean was dragging you to the table where he then forcefully sat you down in between Eren and himself.

“Dude you were crazy last night!” Eren whispers. You blink several times.

“You should take it easy today.” Jean puts down a reassuring hand on your shoulder. You brush it off and raise your eyebrows in confusion.

“What do you mean last night? What exactly happened last night?”

“You honestly can't remember?” Eren asks, his voice shaking a bit.

“Uh-I mean didn't the superiors get drunk last night?”

“What... (y/n) the superiors weren't drunk last night YOU were!” Both Eren and Jean look into your eyes. You freeze. You were at lost for words, I mean... how were you suppose to react to that? What were you suppose to say in that situation?

“How could I be the one drunk? When... I saw Eren pour the alcohol into the--”

“(y/n) when we told you the plan you refused and chugged the whole bottle before Eren could pour it into the cups.”

“Yeah, and the superiors had to babysit you for the whole night. It was kinda funny though, everyone could hear them running after you in the mess halls. Plus I think you gave Hange and Erwin a pretty good beating with a... what was it? Oh right a frying pan!” Eren adds in as he pats you on the back playfully.

You shake your head, refusing to accept the story Jean and Eren told you. No fucking way. This could be a prank...but... no, the story adds up. I guess I was the one drunk.

“Hmmm... I guess it makes sense... the cut, the head ache, me making out with my pillow...”

“What?”

You shake it off and get up from your seat.

“Aw fuck, can't believe I'm going to do this but... I'm going to apologize to the superiors”

“What?! Are you crazy! Dude that's like a death sentence! Maybe you should try to avoid all contact with the superiors for like... ever.” Eren suggest. His left hand grabbing yours.

“Yeah! Never thought I'd live to say this but, Eren's got a point. Another thing is... it would be very embarrassing to go apologize to the Corporal in particular.” Jean grabs a hold of your right hand. Eren nods in agreement.

“... Shit... what did I do to the corporal?”

“Oh you-” Eren started before being interrupted by a harsh voice calling out to you.

“(L/N)! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!” Jean and Eren released your hand and immediately returned to their meals. You clear your throat before approaching the superior's table. Hange and Erwin both glaring at you. The raven haired corporal sat in front of them, but you could only see the back of his head.

“Before you say anything... I AM SO SORRY!” You bow your head in embarrassment.

“I'm sorry Hange-san, Erwin and Corporal Levi for wasting your time! I will never get drunk ever again!”

“OH HUSH! Last night was the most fun we've ever had! Well maybe the most fun that I ever had. Not sure if these two blumpkins enjoyed any of it.” Hange explains.

“Fun? How was my... predicament... any fun?! I hit you and Erwin with a frying pan!”

“Yes... maybe trying to lock you in a supply closet wasn't such a good idea” Erwin whispers as Hange pushes her glasses into place.

“What?!”

“Oh nothing.”

You look down to the corporal, who was tapping his index finger on the table. You couldn't see his face, it was as if he was trying to hide it from you.

“S-sir... I didn't hit you with a frying pan too... right?”

Hange bursts out laughing. “Honey...let's just say you gave him more of a 'special' treatment. HAHA! Just look at his neck!”

“Shut up shitty glasses! (L/n) follow me to my office. No questions asked.” The corporal rises from his table and walks towards the lunch room door. There was snickering from your friends as he passed by. Hange throws a small piece of bread at you to get your attention.

“Hey (y/n) don't worry about confessing to shorty now! The things you did to him last night is going to make it easier for you” She teases. Erwin chokes on his tea.

“Cadet, maybe it's best if you go to Levi's office now.” You nod before running to the front doors. What did she mean easier for me to confess... oh god... what the hell did I do.

–

Knock Knock.

“It's (y/n) s-”

“Just get in here.”

You walk into the room and close the door behind you. You noticed the lock was busted.

“Sir. What happened to the lock?”

“You don't remember cadet?”

You nod you head. Your back still facing the corporals.

“What a shame. After all the fun we had you can't remember a damn thing.”

“Sir? What... what kind of fun...what did I-”

He pushes himself onto you. One hand on each side of your head. Trapping you in like a bird in a cage. You lift up your head. Your eyes meet.

“Take a gander cadet.” The silver eyed corporal lifts up his head, showing you his neck. It was all marked with hickeys and bite marks.

You squeak as he leans in closer to your ear.
“Let me return the favor (y/n)” he whispers. The way he said your name made you want to stab yourself with a fork. It was so perfect.

His lips grazed yours. Making you whimper in ecstasy. He gently pushes his lips onto yours. You kiss back. You move your hands to his neck, pulling him in closer.

He releases his lips from yours and trails his fingers down your neck.

“Try not to forget about the fun things we're about to do now cadet.”