Your eyes fly open at the sound of knocking on your door. You turn your head to see Mikasa fully dressed and standing beside her bed, saluting towards the door. Why was she...?

Your body went cold in fear. This was the morning check she was talking about, wasn't it?

"Why didn't you wake me," you hissed, jumping out of your bed.

"I tried," she mumbled, "You slapped me and told me to leave you alone."

You knew you weren't the easiest to wake up in the morning. But you have never hit someone. You thought she was lying, until you notice the fading red mark on her left cheek. You apologize silently.

You were going to have to take whatever punishment that Levi would have in store for you. There was no way that you could make the bed and get dressed in a matter of seconds.

The door flung open and Levi's eyes immediately went to your unmade bed, "(Last Name)! What is the meaning of this? You're not even close to presentable and your bed is mess."

"I just woke up, sir," you explain, clenching your fists. Man, this was so embarrassing.

He stared at you for a moment, unmoving before he spoke again, "Cadet...make your bed and get dressed. Then get your ass to my office. You have ten minutes. Do not keep me waiting."

He slammed the door shut and you allow your hands to fall to your sides. What the hell? This was a simple mistake. You were sure everyone here has made that mistake at least once since they started in the scout regiment.

You make your bed silently and get dressed as quickly as possible. You figured that Levi wouldn't come back to check your bed again, so you left it somewhat messy. It wasn't that big of deal. You were already in trouble. What was one more thing?

You somehow find your way to the mess hall and you quietly take a seat beside Armin. Cleaning duty every day for two weeks? What even needed to be cleaned in that office? It was spotless already! And why did he have to point out his room? It was hard enough to be in his office alone with him. Thinking about being alone in his room with him… The taste of his mouth on yours and his strong hands feeling every inch of you.

"(First Name)," Armin's voice shook you out of your dirty thoughts. When you look at him, you notice the crease of worry between his brows.

"What," you ask, "What's wrong?"

"That's what we should be asking you," Eren stared at you from across the table, "Your face is completely flushed and you're late to breakfast. What happened?"

You glance over at Mikasa and she smiles slightly. It was nice of her not to tell them.

"Levi had to talk to me," you say. With that statement, everyone's ears perked up. Hanji snickered and Jean shot you a look of pure confusion.

You hold up two fingers, "Cleaning duty for two weeks. I woke up late today."

Hanji pouted, "I thought it was going to be something good!"

"You should know better than that," Jean rolled his eyes and crossed his arms, "Your little plan won't work. Sure, (Last Name) is cute and all. But, I don't see how Levi could be capable of any emotion other than ass hole."

Was that even an emotion? And what plan were they even talking about?

"Oh,," Hanji smiled mischievously, pushing up her thick-rimmed glasses with her index finger, "It has only just begun! Come, Eren! We need to get going. Have fun with your 'cleaning duty', (First Name)!"

Mikasa handed you a bagel and you smile in thanks.

As you ate, you listened to Eren and Armin exchange conversation while Jean found ways to throw in a smart-ass comment every now and then. They seemed nice enough, especially for all of the things that they have gone through. So many deaths and horrific situations.

You stand, "I might as well start today, so that I can get it over with sooner. Even though his damn office is spotless already. What is there to clean, anyway?"

Jean laughed, "Absolutely nothing! Fake it and leave."

"Don't teach her bad habits," Mikasa rolled her eyes, "See you later, (First Name)."

You nod and wave as you walk out of the mess hall. The bagel wasn't all that filling. But, you figure it would keep you full enough until lunch.

Once you got back to Levi's office, you raise your hand and knock. A few moments pass of silence. You begin to tap your foot slowly on the ground, the echoes reverberating throughout the halls.

"Who is it," an annoyed voice hissed.

"(First + Last Name)," you reply, "Reporting for duty…"

The door opened and Levi glared at you once again before walking back to his desk, "Shut the door behind you."

You step inside the room and shut the door quietly. Would it be out of line to ask him what was wrong? Or should you just leave him alone?

"Are you okay," you ask quietly.

After he took his seat, he looked at you, "I'm fine, cadet. The cleaning supplies are beside my desk."

"Would I be out of line to say that your office is already clean," you ask without thinking. Since you would probably get in trouble for that question anyway, you decide to add, "And I also don't think you are fine."

He raises an eyebrow, "Watch that mouth of yours, brat."

You think, I'd like you to watch it as it moves down your chest to your...

Shit! You groan and grab the cleaning supplies and begin to wipe down the book mind needed to stop wandering to that! It was inappropriate and dirty.

Once you finished the shelves, you grabbed the bucket of water and a sponge. You glance up at Levi, who was busy reading a piece of paper. You watch as his lips purse in concentration, making your body become hot. How could he be making you feel like this so easily? It wasn't like you knew him well enough to have feelings for him. But something about his strength and how he leads his group was getting to you. Even though you were probably on his shit list because of this morning.

His eye shifted to look at you, "Can I help you?"

Embarrassed, you look away, "No...sorry, sir. I was just thinking."

"About what," he asks, turning his head to you.

Make up something, for God's sake!

"About what part of the floor needs cleaned the most," you lie with a smile on your face. You've always been good at lying. But, for some reason, Levi didn't seem to believe you. Even though he didn't say anything, the way he looked at you told you that he knew you were full of shit.

He cleared his throat at motioned behind him with his head, "Clean from back to front. After you're done with that, you're relieved to training."

You thank him before starting to scrub at the floor. Hours went by before you were done and it was well past lunch time. You thought to ask about it, but figure he was making you skip it today.

Placing the bucket back down in its spot, you salute, "Thank you, sir. May I take my leave now?"

He glanced up at you before scanning the floor. With a satisfied smile, he allowed you to leave. You take each step towards the door carefully. Your arms were aching and your legs were burning from squatting so much. You never knew that cleaning could be so strenuous when you're trying to impress someone. You didn't know if you would be able to make it through training. But, no matter what, you would push yourself through it.