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Rated: M
"You're being strange lately."
The comment had Levi pausing and he glanced up from the cup of tea that Kagome had just served him, "What the hell does that mean?" He asked with a raised brow.
"Even your own squad is beginning to notice," Kagome's voice lowered into an embarrassed whisper, despite the fact they were alone in his office, "You're being more... affectionate."
"Do my... 'affections' bother you?" Levi asked, but didn't bother to wait for an answer, "I wouldn't have to be if you stopped doubting yourself."
"What does that mean?" Kagome blinked, unsure what he was referring to and she began to run her fingers through her hair before she abruptly stopped, recalling the current length of said hair.
"I told you many times before that your hair was too damn long to begin with," Levi noticed her action immediately, "But did you listen? You have only yourself to blame that a Titan managed to get a hold of it."
"B-but the new cadets seem to think I am a boy!" Kagome sniffled, her hands moving unconsciously to her chest, which probably had the appearance of being flat due to the tight bandages she used, "You didn't have to cut my hair to begin with! I could have saved myself, you know..."
"Your gender is irrelevant to me," Levi took in her now gawking features, "Your appearance is quite androgynous as of this moment. It is no surprise to me that the shitty new recruits can't tell the difference."
"You would like me even if I was male!?" Kagome flushed at the thought, "Well, it was pretty surprising to me that you liked any gender to start with. I just thought you were kind of asexual."
Levi's brow twitched and he slowly got to move around his desk, "Want to say that to me again, brat?" He trapped her against the wall, smirking when she flushed deeper and began to stammer incomprehensibly, "If I must use my 'affection' to distract you from minor shit, then so be it."
"I'm starting to think that's just an excuse now," Kagome managed to get out, "You're secretly just a huge pervert, aren't you?" She squeaked when his lips stopped just before her own and his hands slid down her waist.
"Cheeky brats need to be punished..."
