"...A bus trip ?

She nods enthusiastically, "mhm !"

"What.. we're not in Shiganshina, or in Maria, yet you want to catch just any bus and go around the city ? Is that what you mean ?"

"Bingo."

Levi sighs as he takes a hand through his hair, "Ms. (L/n), no need to rebel. Just do what you truly desire. Cut the bullshit already."

"This is what I truly desire," she replies, "whenever I'm on a rush-hour bus, I always dream about not getting off and going to the very last stop. You know, enjoy the view and the ride,"

"Tch."

(Y/n) rolls her eyes, "but I guess this is too hard for you huh ? To ride in a vehicle that a stranger is driving. You're very particular about that. That's why you always make me drive for you. On a second thought, it's impossible, right ?" The secretary cooed at him with baby voice in a mocking manner.

Levi was about to retort when a bus they're waiting for finally arrived.

"Let's go."

"Holy shi- You're really getting on ??"

He nods, "I told you, today it's all about what you want to do." Levi hops inside the bus, leaving (Y/n) quite speechless behind him, before the woman herself gets inside too.

Levi paid for the ticket before walking through the bus corridor to find a seat.

Wait.. there's only one seat..

Fuck.

"Ms. (L/n), you should sit." He pointed to the empty seat.

(Y/n) frowned, "No no, please take the seat, I'll just stand here, Mr. Ackerman."

"Brat-"

"I bet a rich ass person like you is not used to holding onto the bus grab handle, I bet you'll fall and embarrass yourself. So be grateful that I'm giving you the seat even though it's my holiday."

Levi wants to scowl so badly for her disobeying his words. This is not the first time his secretary mocked him. He looked at the dangling bus grab handles, there's a line of rigidly-mounted handles mounted above eye level of the passengers. He may be short, but he's still able to reach them if he wants. Levi's actually more concerned about (Y/n), who's shorter than him.

"Fine.."

The man takes the seat, leaving (Y/n) standing beside him. She's holding into the bus grab handle... On her tippy toes.

Well, she's shorter than Levi. What do you expect ?

The soft sound of people having short conversation in the bus fills the atmosphere, making the ride quite enjoyable for (Y/n).

A stray cat suddenly crosses the street. Making the bus halts abruptly, even some passengers stumble a little due to the sudden change of movement, sadly, it includes the poor secretary. (Y/n), who's not holding tight enough on the bus grab handle due to her height, also stumbled.

She was actually about to stumble to the floor. However, a young passenger somehow bumped into her and made her stumble sideways.

The next thing she knows, she has landed on her boss' lap.

One hand pressed to the window, one hand pressed against his chest for support. (Y/n) stares at him with wide eyes, not knowing what to do. Blood begins to rush to her face, making her look like a flushed tomato. On the other hand, it takes a lot for Levi not to shove his face into her breasts right in front of him, somehow he manages to hold back the urge.

"Ha ! Did you see that ?"

"Jeez, men these days have no respect for ladies."

"He's no gentleman at all, ckckckck.."

"Poor beautiful young lady, I bet she wants to go home and never take a bus again."

People begin to throw comments at them, well, to Levi.

The man clicked his tongue, not liking the sudden attention that other passengers are giving him. (Y/n), who's still frozen as a statue there, quickly realized the situation they're in. She quickly gets off from his lap.

"O-oh my goodness," (Y/n) stammers as she pull herself up to stand again, "I'm so sorry-"

The secretary yelped in surprise.

Levi just pulled her hand into him and planted the woman on his lap. Literally sitting on his thighs. His arms circled around her waist.

"Mr. Ackerman ??!?"

"Shhh.. relax.." he brought his lips close to her ear, his chin slightly resting on her shoulder as his toned chest was pressed against her back. Levi tightens his grip on her to make sure she won't fall or escape from on his lap.

"Just be a good girl and enjoy the ride."

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"Alright brat, what's the next thing you'd like to do ?"

Turns out, by the time they reached the last stop, or rather, going around almost every corner of the city, (Y/n) decided that it's enough already. The night has fallen as small shops and food stalls begin to turn on their lights, inviting citizens to come over and eat warmly. This is definitely something that (Y/n) cannot enjoy on her busy daily basis.

"Hmm.. I don't know," she pondered, "maybe a bookstore- Oh look !!"

Squealing, the secretary makes small rapid steps towards a prize claw crane machine filled with stuffed toys, "aaah so cute !" (Y/n) presses her hands on the glass, eyeing each of the items.

"You're still into stuffed toys, are you ?"

"Wait, I even mentioned that to you ??" She asked back, confused.

Levi nods, "it was on the questionnaire. You said you wanted a big stuffed toy from opposite sex."

"Aah right.." (Y/n) nods slowly, recalling the stupid questionnaire from the restaurant. The woman then flips her hair with a badass move as she sets a determined look on her face, "can I play just one game ?"

He plainly replies, "of course."

"Alright, here we go."

(Y/n) inserts the coin before moving the lever to the desired stuffed toy and pushing the lever for the claw to grab it. On the other side, unnoticed by (Y/n), an amused smile is plastered on Levi's face. Seeing how the secretary is focused on getting the prize she wants.

"Ahh dammit !" (Y/n) fails. But then she reaches for more changes in her pocket, "gotta try again. This time for sure !"

And... she fails.

Time flies fast, as it has become (Y/n)'s sixth attempt. Yet, she still failed. Levi only eyed the machine closely without saying a word.

"Ms. (L/n), step aside."

He freaking pushed the woman from her previous spot and stood on it, getting ready to play, "just watching you is making me frustrated."

"That's quite tricky you know," (Y/n) pouts, "it's not all that easy to actually win."

Levi glares at her, "shut the fuck up brat. I'll do what I want."

'Well at least if I can't win this, I'll try to win your heart, (Y/n)..'

"While watching, I grasped the mechanism. What's important is the angle.." Levi tilts the lever sideways, "and the timing..." then he jabs down the button, "just like this." With a smug look, Levi waited for the claw to deliver him the stuffed toy. But then...

It missed.

"HAHHAAHHAHAH !! Looks like that and the reality are two different things, Mr. Ackerman !" (Y/n) wheezes out, feeling satisfied upon her boss' failed attempt.

"Tch.. I-it was because I was talking, that I couldn't concentrate."

Levi tries playing it again, his nose scrunches up cutely as he focuses his eyes on the claw.

He fails.

Again.. Again..

Anddd numerous times after that, he keeps failing. Leaving (Y/n) laughing her ass off.

The great vice president then knocks his forehead against the glass of the prize machine, feeling stressed as he can't get what he wants, "alright I've had enough. Let's just buy this shit, how much is this fucking machine ?" Levi begins to pull out his phone and wallet, desperate to win a prize for her.

"Oh hell no, that's enough for today sir ! I don't think that's smart. You may be as rich as Kambe Daisuke but I think we should just head back."

(Y/n) forcefully drags her boss from the prize claw crane machine before he could do anything stupid.

"O-Oi !! Wait, how much is that-"

Without listening to Levi, she proceeds to drag him further.

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Being a gentleman he is, Levi escorted her back to her apartment.

"So you're coming to work tomorrow ?"

"Of course," she smiles, "tomorrow, it will be back to being all about you. Just like usual."

Levi nods.

"Then.. see you tomorrow."

She may not notice it, but Levi's eyes are filled with tenderness and adoration, with warmth as well. It's been a long time since Levi has ever looked at someone like that other than his mother that he loves dearly. In exchange for his parting words, (Y/n) sends him off with a sweet smile.

"Yeah.. See you tomorrow.. Mr. Ackerman."