One Shot no.2:

The heavy wooden door creaked, betraying Petra as she tried to enter silently.

She hissed between her teeth, glaring at the door as if she could make it aware of her annoyance.

Closing it as fluidly and quietly as possible, she gave a tired sigh, turning to pad softly down the hall.

If she was lucky and the guys weren't up yet, she could get in a quick power nap to get her through the day.

Her head lightly throbbed and her stomach had that hollow, churning feel to it that her mind associated with alcohol - way too much alcohol. She knew she needed some sleep or she'd be found passed out snoring in the middle of chores.

She was passing the small dining hall when a sudden voice made her jump, jolting her already sore head.

"Petra Ral!"

Turning slowly, she saw, much to her horror, all four of her squad mates sitting around the table.

Including the Captain.

Fantastic.

It was Eld who had called to her and was grinning knowingly at her.

"Is this... It couldn't possibly be a... Walk of shame could it?" He made a fake look of disappointment, Günter and Aurou chuckling into their breakfast.

Now her hopes of sneaking in were dashed, Petra heaved another sigh and went to join them.

"Petra, I didn't know you had it in you," Aurou raised his eyebrows with a cheeky grin.

"Oh, shut up. Of course it's not a walk of shame," she scolded her friends, sliding into the empty chair and resting her head on her hand.

"That's right, it's not shameful, wear it proudly instead, Petra."

Aurou was fast looking for a slap to go with his cereal.

"Stop," she warned him.

"Did you pass out in the bathroom?" Günter asked in a mock sympathetic voice.

"Or in a bush somewhere?" Eld chimed in again. "Or maybe it is a walk of shame and you're just denying it so we don't think any different of you."

"No, no and for the last time, no! What do you people take me for? Ugh, you're the worst. I ran into some of my old trainee friends and we drank... everything," she admitted, rubbing her face wearily.

The three men laughed, Levi rolled his eyes and continued to read the papers in his hand.

"Thanks, by the way. You guys just disappeared last night. Where did you go?" She frowned accusingly at them.

"We decided to head back before too much alcohol was consumed. We didn't want to feel how you look this morning," Günter smirked, earning himself a withering scowl.

"You could have at least told me. Instead, you abandoned me! I thought we were supposed to be team mates?" Shaking her head at them, she pinched Eld's mug of coffee from beside her, knowing he took his the same as she did.

"Hey! Get your own," he grabbed it mid gulp, nearly causing her to dribble it down her chin. "Besides, you were looking pretty comfy with that Garrison soldier, we didn't want to interrupt anything," he smiled knowingly.

Petra felt herself tense slightly, eyes flitting to the Captain as she laughed it off to the boys. She saw his gaze very slightly snap up before he stopped himself, a frown etched in his forehead.

No one else noticed the two of their reactions, continuing to focus on their food.

"Him? No, no. We were just chatting," she waved it off, getting up to leave the conversation before it got worse.

"Oh, she's running away! Must have been more than chatting if you're fleeing," Aurou gave a suggestive eyebrow waggle.

"I'm leaving because I don't want to listen to anymore of your awful presumptions and character judgements," she grumbled, leaving the three men smirking and Levi staring too intently at his papers.

A couple of hours later, Petra had managed to sneak in a half hour nap after she'd showered and grabbed food and coffee. She was feeling more herself as she knocked on the Captain's door.

"Come in," his smooth, dark voice called out in its usual bored tone.

Opening the door, she smiled briefly at him as he glanced up before returning to his work.

"Hey, Captain,"she greeted breezily, closing the door behind her.

"Missed you last night," he stated without looking up from what he was writing.

Petra went around to his side of the desk, casually sitting up on the edge.

"I know, sorry, I couldn't help catching up with the gang. You know how important it is to take those opportunities," she said as she leant forward and down to brush a kiss on his lips.

He kissed back, giving her leg a rub before scrawling with his pen again.

"Mm hmm. Have fun?"

"Yeah, it was great seeing them. Although, it wasn't fun hearing about all those who didn't make it this far," grimacing, she picked up a file and flicked through it absently.

"You should have come, the festival is always fun. And I wouldn't have missed you then," she smiled seductively at him.

He gave a huff of laughter and closed the now-finished file, getting up to walk over to his cabinet. The case groaned as he opened it to retrieve a different file.

"Yeah, then I could have kept you away from drunk Garrison soldiers," he raised an eyebrow at her as he came back to stand at the desk.

"Oh please," she rolled her golden eyes at him, leaning back on her hands. "Like I could be tempted by any man when I knew you were in bed waiting for me."

"Cocky, are we?" Grey eyes flashed with amusement.

Laughing, she shook her head at him affectionately.

"Not cocky. Just relying on past experiences... Or am I wrong to presume?" She glanced up at him from under long lashes.

"Petra," he lowered an eyebrow at her with a scornful tone.

"So then do I have the right to be just a bit cocky?"

Growling, he placed his hands either side of her hips on the table leaning in so their faces were centimetres apart.

"Yes, you do," he sighed firmly, lips finding hers and brushing across them.

She smiled into the kiss, and wound her arms around his neck, fingers trailing over the shaved undercut and soft top locks of his hair.

He expertly manoeuvred his tongue against hers, the taste and movements so familiar to both. Petra relished the sense of closeness and the still present fireworks at his touch, even after their relationship of just over half a year.

Ending the kiss sooner than either would like, Levi snagged her bottom lip before pulling back, tucking a strand of dark honey coloured hair behind her ear.

"I have to finish these before training. I'll see you later, alright?" He feathered a last kiss on her lips before she slid off the desk.

"Yeah, no problem. See you for training."

As she reached the door, Petra opened it, checked the halls were empty and turned back before she shut the door to his office.

"Hey, Captain," she called softly back to him, his attention already buried in his work.

"What is it, Petra?" He looked up distractedly, frowning slightly at her.

"Just so you know, I'm planning on making up for you missing me last night. So you should probably make sure you get through all your paperwork. It's going to be a long night."

Smiling innocently at him, Petra saluted before closing the door behind her and heading off to work on today's chores.

In his office, Levi was still smirking by the time he finished his file.

The Captain even finished all his paperwork before training - a record, it seemed, even for him.