This chapter is short, but the next is longer :) enjoy!

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I pinched the bridge of my nose as I watched the tall brunette in front of me fiddle his thumbs. He sat at an island counter in the kitchen, exhausted from his punishment. It took the brat two hours to clean the floors. At most, I take an hour, and that's only when I'm having a bad day. I sighed, making Eren jump.

"Even though you don't have to pay rent, I hope you realize that you won't be living here for free," I scolded. From the corner of my eye, I saw the shitty brat eye the rag he had just used and tense up.

"You know… paying rent doesn't sound too bad…" I shot him a warning glance and he shut up immediately.

"You'll mainly do cleaning, but I may assign some other chores when necessary." I paused to think for a moment. "Can you cook?"

"I can make some killer instant ramen and-"

"che. So you can't cook, useless brat." I muttered, interrupting him. Eren scowled.

"Hey, stop calling me a brat. I'm an adult – I'm 21 years old!" He tried to look fierce, but he looked like a defiant toddler whining about having his cheerios taken away. I held back my laughter and tried to remain composed, but it was really hard. He was just too cute.

"You're still a brat to me," I deadpanned. He grumbled.

"So," I asked. "what housework can you do?"

Eren reached up to scratch his head. "Uh, well… I can wash dishes?" I raised one eyebrow. "I can change light bulbs! Since I'm taller I won't really need a high ladder or anything either." He smiled brightly, not noticing how my face twitched at the implication of our height difference.

"…You really are a useless, shitty brat." I sighed. "I can't believe I'm going to have to teach you how to do housework."

"Like how to obliterate every speck of dirt on the floor, ignoring my cries for mercy?" Eren said under his breath. He probably didn't think I would hear him, considering how he held his arms up defensively when he noticed me watching him.

"B-but actually, is every day cleaning going to be that intense?" He sputtered out, trying to cover up for his previous blunder.

"No. Today, cleaning was your punishment. From now on, cleaning is your duty." Eren blinked a few times, processing what I said.

"Oh yeah, earlier you said that if I don't follow the rules, I'll be punished. What kind of punishment will I get?"

"What punishment will I get"? Is he already planning on breaking the rules? I clicked my tongue. "It depends on my mood that day and the circumstances," I replied, irritated. "Some days, it will just be cleaning, some days, it may be worse."

I slammed my hand down on the countertop in front of him and leaned in close. "Is that clear?"

Eren tensed up. "H-hai!" I narrowed my eyes as I scrutinized his face. Was he…blushing?

"Le…Heichou?"

I looked away from the brat's reddening cheeks and saw his teal eyes staring at me. His eyes are so beautiful…

"I-is there something on my face?" He stuttered. I pulled away from him, but he continued to stare at me with wide eyes and pink cheeks. I sighed and placed my left hand on my hip.

"Go unpack your bags in the room I showed you earlier," I commanded. "Get settled in, then report back here at noon."

"Why?" Eren asked, bewildered. My lips curled up into a small smirk as I noted his shock and confusion.

"Because I'm taking you out for lunch, you shitty brat."

Eren's eyes widened once more, except this time it was followed by a huge grin, so bright that it hurt my eyes. It was like the little storm cloud that was above my head when I woke up was shot down by killer Eren beams and incapacitated. What the fuck, brain, what are you saying?

"Thank you, Levi!" He practically shouted as he shot out of his chair. I stood still, frozen in place, as Eren ran by me excitedly to unpack. As soon as he left my field of vision, I felt my cheeks heat up.

"Oi, brat! It's Heichou!"