"Do you need anything, sir ?"

The woman quickly stood up, ready to give Levi any kind of assistance he needed as he walked out of his private office. But he just shook his head, "Indifference."

"What ?"

"I need your indifference and insincerity." Levi says, pointing a roll of paper to her face before strutting off to another place. (Y/n) only watches her boss going in another direction, with.. confident steps.

'What the hell did he mean....?'

"Man, after all that talking in our meeting.. My neck hurts ughh.." Eren groans, rubbing his nape.

A certain black haired woman frowns, "do you want me to massage you ?"

But then a two toned haired man who loves to eat grass and neigh pushes Eren out of the way, "you can give me a massage instead of that prick."

"OI ! FUCK OFF HORSEFACE !!"

"YOU-"

Historia all of a sudden screeches upon the see behind Eren and Jean who are still actively contending over Mikasa, "g-guys...." her blue eyes filled with frightfulness. Armin and the rest followed her gaze, and their jaws dropped to the floor.

"Mr. Ackerman !!"

Everybody turns around, Eren and Jean stop bickering as all of them spotted Levi standing calmly in front of a photocopy machine inside the planning room, with one hand in his pocket.

Connie is the first one to rush at the CEO, "Sir, what happened ? If you need to make copies, you should've just said so ! Let me do it for you !"

"No, let me !"

Mikasa rolls her eyes, "just let the pipsqueak finish his shit..." she mumbled under her breath.

The grey eyed man retrieves his copies, "no need. I'm already done, and I mastered this copier too. Normal, enlarged, reduced, I mastered all the functions. So from now on, I'll make my own copies. Now, if you'll excuse me, I gotta go." He walked past the gaping employees and headed elsewhere, except for Mikasa of course, who remains calm most of the time.

Just then, (Y/n) walks in, "Did something happen ? Y'all look.... shocked.."

"Oh my gosh, Ms. (L/n), did you leave your desk by any chance ?"

"No, I was sitting there the whole time. Why ? What happened ?" The woman became puzzled.

"You see," Sasha speaks up, "Mr. Ackerman was making his own copies !"

"W-wha.. He did ???!!"

Poor Jean can only nod weakly, "mhm, my heart almost stopped right then and there. You all heard it right ? My heart is stopping ! I don't know what's gotten into him, maybe you can help us find out, (Y/n). Oh, by the way, some higher ups want you at the Executive Director's office right now."

"Alright, thanks Jean."

(Y/n) strides away from the small group.

'You better not pull some weird shit while I'm away, Mr. Ackerman...'

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"Urgh.. You know what goes well with coffee ? MR. ACKERMAN'S BISCUITS ! Hell, they look appetizing, sometimes I just want to steal a piece. Just one.."

Sasha yawns, dragging Connie along with her to the pantry to grab a coffee. She kicks the door open, in need of some caffeine....

Only to be greeted by a pair of steel blue eyes.

Her mouth discharges a boisterous, ear penetrating shriek as before long as she sees the vice president brewing his own black tea within the little worker wash room as well as preparing his own snacks. Fortunately Connie was fast sufficient to slap his hand against her mouth.

Levi glares at the petrified brunette, "you want one ?"

"FUCK YEA-"

"No sir ! Ms. Braus here was just kidding. Please pay no mind to her atrocious remark just now. I swear, we have never laid a finger on your cookies !" Connie exclaims.

He then elbowed Sasha quickly, "t-that's right, Mr. Ackerman."

The vice president eyed the two suspiciously before leaving the pantry with a tray of tea and snacks in his hands. By coincidence, (Y/n) walks through a corridor, and...

Her boss just walk passed her, carrying his own fucking tray.

"Guys ! Did Mr. Ackerman just make his own tea ??!" (Y/n) gasps before rushing to the planning division room, throwing questions at her fellow friends. To her surprise, all of them nod.

A certain blonde hummed, "what's with him today ? Making his own copies, making his own tea.." Armin speculated, "I think I know why.."

"SPILL THE BEANS ARMIN !!"

"I think.. It looks like he's implying he wants to fire us. It's like his way of saying 'I can manage just fine without you lot'. Else there is no way to explain his strange behavior. What do you guys think ? Do you really think about restructuring the signals ?"

"Oh my god, what about my mortgage..?"

"There so many things I still want to eat ? Without working here, I couldn't possibly afford them !" Sasha mourns.

Eren groans, "this is like the calm before the storm-"

"Guys ! Calm down please !" Historia manages to make their worries die down, "why not ask it to Mr. Ackerman himself ?"

"ARE YOU NUTS ?!"

The blonde shook her head, "Nope. I mean, we have (Y/n), right ? The plausibility of him getting frantic at (Y/n) for inquiring him such a question is truly little. Since, you know, she's his favorite." Everyone turns to (Y/n) with a look of trust, whereas the secretary herself is fair attempting to deny that truth while chuckling anxiously.

But in that moment (Y/n) immediately knew..

She fucked up..

"G-guys.. HIstoria only made that up, I-"

(Y/n) fishes out her phone, checking the caller ID. To her misfortune, it is the devil himself, or should be referred as.. her boyfriend.

What a fucking coincidence..

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"You called for me, sir ?"

Levi nods, "mhm. Have a seat." He points his index finger to the sofa across him. It takes about 4 seconds for (Y/n) to obey before nodding and sitting on the sofa, "this is the first tea I made myself in this office, ever. So I want you to have a taste." He calmly said, pushing a hot cup of tea into her direction.

"Um, I actually have something to ask y-"

"Have a sip first," he demanded, "then let's talk. At this rate, the first tea I ever brewed in this damn company is going to get cold."

(Y/n) gulps in anticipation, "yes sir."

She shakily comes to for the pricey steaming hot refreshment some time recently raising the glass to her lips by holding it by the handle. But as before long as Levi's favorite drink touched her tongue, the lady flinches, closing her eyes in pain, "oh, h-hot !!" (Y/n) quickly puts down the teacup and panicky begins to fan herself.

Levi's instincts kicked in the moment he saw (Y/n)'s in pain, "brat, are you alright ?"

"Ngggh...aaargugh.. aaarhh" Due to the pain on her tongue, (Y/n) is unable to give him a clear answer, which worries him even more. She sticks out her tongue to cool it off while fanning it with her hands.

The man rushes to her and kneels down slightly in front of her, cupping her face softly with his cold calloused hands, "did you hurt yourself ? Come on, say ah."

"No uuugh..." In a panicked and pained state, (Y/n) tilts her head away from Levi, trying to dodge him, "i-it's fine- aaargh."

"I said, say ah." Levi urged her to do so.

"I'm..I'm f-fine-"

"Say ah !"

"N-nngh no, I said I'm fin-"

Running out of patience due to her stubborn antics, Levi crashes her mouth to his without a warning. (Y/n)'s eyes widened in shock, yet she couldn't do anything about it. His tongue swirled inside her mouth, exploring the new sensation as well as trying to subside the pain on her burned tongue. The two soft flesh were battling against each other for dominance, but of course, Levi takes the lead. His thumb caresses her cheek softly as his hands still cupping her face.

After what feels like minutes of holding their breath, they pulled away, gasping for air. Chest heaving up and down.

For a second there, (Y/n) malfunctioned, trying to get used to Levi's previous bold action. The kiss lingered on her lips, it felt so... right. As if his lips were made to capture her own.

Levi gently squeezes her hand while staring directly into her eyes lovingly, the man himself is still kneeling on the floor before (Y/n). But then....

That loving glare turns into a deadly one.

For Levi just spotted a fucking horseface peeking inside his private office's window. That means... There's a big possibility of Jean witnessing what just happened between Levi and his girlfriend. Jean caught his boss staring straight at him, and he shrieks in utter fear, letting out a high pitched neigh.

Levi growls, disliking the idea of Jean being a cockblock.

On the other hand, (Y/n) followed Levi's stare. Only to see her friend, Jean, a co-worker, standing outside, watching them. She nearly had a heart attack, a feeling of panic surged through her body.

"Oh my god... How long has that horse been standing there watching us...? How much did he see...?"