"This is so stupid," Levi muttered to himself. He didn't understand what had compelled him to pick some flowers and give them to a member of his squad, but here he was standing in front of Petra's door.

To be honest, he had had a crush on her for some time now, despite how inappropriate it was for a superior to think like that about his soldier. Like most things, he had tried working through it and ignoring it, but that damn woman made it hard. Levi was sure she thought it was a game or something. Still, no matter how much his brain tried to get him to move, his feet wouldn't cooperate.

"Shit," He said for the thousandth time. Oh well, he might as well try to come up with an explanation for why he was here.

"Do you have an eraser? Because I can't get you out of my mind." No.

"I hurt myself training, can you kiss me to make it all better?" What the fuck?

"What do you and the weather have in common? You're both hot." Ew.

"Ral, I think I need to practice my CPR, could you help me with mouth-to-mouth?" Never, just never.

Just as Levi was about to try another line, the door opened to reveal Petra, clothed only in a towel.

"Sorry I took so long, I was in the shower. What is it?" Every word Levi had prepared in his head was gone. Instead all he could think about was keeping his gaze directed at her face. Not at how short the towel was, not at how water droplets travel down her face to the top of her creamy-nope definitely not that.

"Uh, I found this flowers Ral," No shit Sherlock. "And they kinda reminded me of you, because you're pretty, like them." Levi hoped the blush wasn't evident on his face. "And yeah."

Petra giggled before taking the flowers. "Thank you, Captain." He just nodded stiffly, wondering if it was possible to avoid her for the rest of his life.

He was only brought down to earth when Petra planted a kiss on his cheek. Levi's eyes shot open.

"Gotta go, have to take a shit." He retreated before he could embarrass himself even more.