I figured I would just continue one of my drabbles because I'm desperately trying to procrastinate writing an essay, plus I thought I could write more with this one, at the risk of milking it and making it boring but eehhhhh.

Eren stood in the hallway outside his superior's office. Goddammit! If he would just listen to me, I'm not being completely unreasonable! Levi had a damn stick up his ass. He hadn't even wanted to hear Eren out, even if his idea was possible and had potential. Dipshit.

Eren shook himself from his thoughts and started walking towards the health clinic. Even if his Corporal had just told him to go there for the sake of making a point, there was always the possibility that he would actually check and punish Eren if he didn't show up.

The nurse was a short, slightly aged lady with a kind heart, Eren had no idea how someone who was as old as she was had actually managed to survive that long in the recon corps.

"What's wrong, honey?" the nurse gave Eren a small smile.

"I got attacked by Lance Corporal Levi's wit," Eren replied jokingly,"His sharp tongue cut me."

The nurse giggled, "Oh aren't you funny, hon. But don't say that to his face or it'll inflate his ego," she looked around and continued, "I'm afraid the only medicine I can give you for that is a cup of tea."

"No, don't bother. I just wanted to drop in, in case he checks to make sure I came."

"Oh no, hon. I'm not busy, It's no trouble."

Eren found this hard to believe, considering this woman had to deal with soldiers whose bodies' were mangled and missing limbs. But he let the little old woman make him tea, then thanked her twice and headed out of the small clinic room, straight into Levi.

Of all the people Eren could smack into, it had to be Levi, where the hell was everyone else? He looked down to make sure his tea wasn't spilt, leading Levi's eyes to the cup in the process. In a split second, Levi had snatched the tea out of Eren's hands and was taking a tentative sip, "Thanks Eren", in which Eren hissed in response.

Levi's lips twitched smugly on his neutral face, "How kind of you to make me tea, this almost makes up for your embarrassingly shitty idea earlier. Keep it up."

I'll show him, thought Eren. This meant war. He flashed his best shit-eating grin at his superior, "You bet, Corporal!", then spun around and strutted away, plotting furiously.
Levi sipped his stolen tea, rolling his eyes. That shitty brat's planning something, fuck me.