Teach Me Chemistry

(9/29/14)


Request by: Anon (on Tumblr)


Mikasa can hear him cursing continuously, slamming his hands against the table, and tapping his foot on the floor. Her patience is wearing thin.

She looks over at him and for a moment she can't stop staring, he's a sight to see, black hair and a good built… but he curses again and she sighs. His potty mouth ruins everything else. He glares at the book in his hands and passes a hand through his hair.

Chemistry, the book reads and she has to suppress a chuckle.

He's not good at science it seems.

"How am I supposed to learn all this shit in an hour?!" He complains loudly, she knows the librarian can hear him but for some reason she says nothing.

"Well maybe if you shut up you could focus on it." She tells him, it takes a moment for him to raise his gaze from the book towards her.

He raises an eyebrow and she mimics him, just who does he think he is? "Tch. What's it to you?" He asks as he eyes her over.

"This is a library." She tells him as she turns back to her own book.

"Do I look like I care?" When she looks back up at him she can see clearly that he doesn't. There's a smirk playing at the corner of his lips and his expression looks amused. She wants to throw the book right at him and hit his pretty little face.

"That's why you'll fail." She tells him as she once again turns to read, knowing that her time is wasted on him. She doesn't hear him say anything and the cursing stops so before she knows it she's immersed in her reading.

She doesn't know how much time goes by when she hears the chair across from her being pulled out. When she raises her gaze she sees no other than him sitting and placing the closed book on the table.

She goes back to her book determined to ignore him but she can feel his eyes watching her. "What do you want?" She asks, her voice hard.

"Name's Levi, maybe you should teach me some chemistry, you're bound to make anything more interesting." At the sound of his voice her mind goes blank and when she looks back at him she can see a smile as he watches her. She hopes she's not blushing.

But by the way his smile widens she knows she probably is. She closes the book in her hands with more force than necessary stands up from the chair and without any warning she throws the book at him and turns to walk away. She hopes it bruises his pretty little face.

Who does he think he is?


a/n: Not sure how I feel about this, it was pretty short. xD Hope you all enjoyed though.