He woke up annoyed, thinking of ways to kill the person who opened his window last night. It was windy, and he was freezing. What a pain first thing in the morning.

Levi tried to get up, but alas, someone had hooked his arm with theirs, and considering how hard she was holding, Levi would have to wake her up to allow him to actually move so he could shut the window.

Damn brat. Levi thought, looking at the red scarf the still donned upon her neck, even in slumber she wouldn't take it off. Mikasa might be the world's second strongest soldier, but, she would have to be able to sense when enough is enough. Her obsession with her adopted brother irked Levi to no end.

Not like she would actually listen no matter how many times Levi told her to take it off.

He decided to just roll his eyes and crawl back under the covers, closing his seemingly-heavy eyes and taking an attempt at falling asleep once more.

"Levi, gosh, shouldn't you be awake by now? We have training and you're still sleeping. Hmph." Mikasa untangled her arm from his, got up, and began putting on her uniform.

Levi woke up, glared at the girl with the raven eyes, and got ready himself. "Too bad it was your fault I couldn't get up, Ackerman." He said in between gritted teeth. He always woke up early as to get in a morning shower before training with his favorite female brat. Always.

"How so?" Mikasa decided to snap back, although she knew perfectly well what she had done and was awake the entire time he was trying to get his arm free. What a tease, what a tease.

"You were kinda hugging my arm like no tomorrow. And did you keep the window open? I'm fucking freezing." She waved him off and went into his personal bathroom, one of the perks of sleeping in the Corporal's bedroom; you didn't have to share it with a bunch of other girls who are surprisingly very slobby. A certain potato-lover in particular. Mikasa once found her eating a piece of stale bread on her lap while fast asleep.

He walked in after her, then pinned her onto the door that he slammed close after he made it in. She looked at him boredly, knowing it was too early in the morning. Levi settled for small nibbles on her neck, keeping the same expressionless face as always.

"Really, mph, can't I use the washroom in peace? Must you always, ahn, do these kind of things this early?" Mikasa protested, trying to worm her way free.

"You can shit or whatever soon, I'm just teasing." He pulled away, washed his face and brushed his teeth and hair, then walked out. Mikasa winced, his vocabulary being as vulgar as always.

She shrugged, locked the door, then did her business. Finishing up as she combed her pitch black locks, brushed her pearly whites, and washed her face. She sighed then headed out, slapping an unexpcted shortie on the ass on the way out.