Levi Ackerman

Ever since you joined the Intelligence Corps, you and Levi haven't gotten along. You rose to the rank of captain together. Your relationship has always been confusing, not only to the other soldiers but to yourselves as well. You're always teasing and playing dirty tricks on each other, but the moment someone else shows up, you start defending each other and chasing them away. Then you're goofing off again, but in a more charming way: he'd grab you and carry you on his shoulder somewhere after training, or grab you by the waist and try to flirt, and you'd sometimes respond in kind. You could argue for hours about things like, "Why is the sky blue?", "Why wake up if you still have to go to bed?", or "Why live if you're going to die?" And you couldn't even understand your feelings for each other, because they were built on constant jokes, which was just not Levi's style. He only acted that way with you.

Noon *

• You and Levi watched the new recruits, who were having their first training session of the year. Levi, as always, kept an impassive face, watching the soldiers' every movement, occasionally glancing at you. Looking at you again, he chuckled, seeing how focused you were, and came closer, pinching your side.