LevixReader - Bite Marks and Apologies

You woke up groggier than usual. Dragging yourself to the mess hall you didn't doubt you probably scared the heck out of the people you passed. Never being a morning person wasn't a good thing. You walked inside and sat next to Mikasa. Resting your head on the table, you began to drift off until you were jerked from you slumber with a loud voice and a shake of the shoulder. This did scare you, and you reacted as any angry person whom had been rudely awoken. With a falcon punch.

You clenched you fist and swung it over your shoulder, hitting the loud mouth in the jaw. He fell to the ground and you heard a collected gasp from the people who watched. Getting a better look at the man you noticed it was no one other than Corporal Rivaille. You had just falcon punched your superior. You were probably going to die. You bent down and poked him. He was out cold. You began to panic, as none of your friends seemed to help you out.

Picking up his body, you dragged him into his office, luckily not running into anyone on the way. He wasn't dead, but you probably would be when he woke up. Propping him up you turned around at the sound of the door opening. Oh no. Out came Hanji. Alright that I can deal with. She looked at him then back at you. "What the hell did you do?"

She walked over to him and poked him. You rubbed the back of your head. "Aha, he scared me so I kinda punched him in the jaw."

"Christ, you must've hit him pretty hard. How were you even given the chance to hit him?" She asked.

"I was sleeping and he scared me and I just hit him.."

"Oh." She poked at him again.

Giggling at him being poked at with no protest you ran over and pulled him up, sitting on the chair with him in your lap. You scooted him to one of your legs and help him like a puppet. Hanji laughed. "What are you doing? He's going to kill you, you know that right?"

"Yeah, but he makes a cute puppet." You said bringing your hand up to his lips. You began to move his lips while you spoke in a terrible imitation of his voice. "Hi, my name is Levi, I like to be short and angry." Hanji began to laugh harder, you even chuckled with her. "My hobbies include terrible puns and masturbating to cleaning supplies." You both busted out laughing at this one.

In a second, his eyes flew open, giving his signature look of surprise before biting onto your two fingers. Hard. You began screaming as Hanji fell to the floor in laughter. "CORPORAL LET GO, LET GO, LET GO OF ME."

He grunted and bit harder. Goddamn his jaw is like a vise grip. You pulled the two fo you onto the ground and straddled him. "CORPORAL PLEASE LET GO, LEVI THAT FUCKING HURTS LET GO." He wouldn't agree, he just gave you a dirty look. You slapped at his face lightly. "CORPORAL PLEASE." He bit harder. "HANJI HE'S GOING TO TEAR MY FUCKING SKIN OFF HELP ME."

She ran over and poked at him. "Shorty, let go."

Then and there Mike busted in, obviously curious as to what the hell was going on. The sight before him wasn't very pretty. He sighed and walked over. "What the hell is going on."

"CORPORAL WON'T LET GO, HELP ME IT FUCKING HURTS."

He grunted and bent down, holding onto Levi's jaw. Hanji grabbed at your hand. Once Mike pried his jaw open, Hanji slipped your fingers out and pushed you over. "_______, GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE." She yelled as they both held down Rivaille, whom looked like he was ready for murder.

You nodded and ran to the barrack you stayed in. Once you got there you didn't see anyone. They must still be at the mess hall. You walked over and sat on your bed. Your fingers were imprinted with his teeth marks and you had no doubt that there would be a bruise. You sighed and laid down. Goddamn, that really hurt.

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Time passed and you heard footsteps approaching you. You stood up and looked around, spotting Rivaille. Throwing your hands up you backed away. He sighed. "At ease, recruit."

You put your hands back and laughed nervously, "So, yeah, I am REALLY sorry about earlier and I just-"

"I'm sorry for biting you and acting immature." He said quickly. He was now right in front of you. Your breath hitched at how close he was.

"It's alright, I deserved it." You whispered.

"No, you didn't. You deserved laps around the camp, not me biting you. I don't even know what I was thinking." He grabbed your hand and looked at it. It was a light purple color. Yep, it was going to bruise. He moved his face closer and kissed at it gently. You gasped and bit at your lip. He looked up at you, his lips still resting on your fingers. "Do you forgive me?" You could feel each word come out.

You nodded and turned your head. You were definitely blushing. He grabbed your jaw and moved your head in his direction. You couldn't help but look him in the eye. "I asked you a question, and I expect more than a nod, recruit."

You gulped. "Yes, I forgive you."

"Good." He released your jaw and relaxed his arms for a moment. You weren't sure what had come over you, but you threw your arms around him and hugged him tightly. He tensed for a bit before relaxing and moving his hands up to the small of your back. He hugged you back lightly. He isn't as mean as he's thought out to be, is he?