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(F/N) sat at a table in the mess hall that her and her friends usually occupied. Mikasa, Eren and Armin were already tucking into breakfast and (F/N) took her seat next to Mikasa. She was nervous about today. What if Levi said something? Or did something to make an example out of her? That was a very Levi thing to do. (F/N) felt sick. She spooned her porridge, barely able to even stomach the thought of eating right now. Mikasa noticed her friends discomfort and nudged her.

“Will you relax? You’re going to make this awkward for everybody the way you’re going.” (F/N) turned to her friend, clicking her tongue.

“How on earth is this awkward for you, Mikasa?” Mikasa’s eyes were smiling, even if her face was stoic and void of emotion.

“Well it’s thanks to you he thinks I’m a lesbian now too. And with you of all people.” (F/N) frowned, smacking her friends arm and Mikasa chuckled as she sipped her tea. Eren watched the scene before him unfold and exchanged confused looks with Armin.

“Erm... what did we miss here?” he asked. (F/N) rolled her eyes.

“Nothing.”

“(F/N) sent Captain Levi a dirty picture.” Mikasa deadpanned and (F/N) smacked her arm again.

“Mikasa!” Eren and Armin's eyes widened considerably, Armin choking on his porridge. (F/N) sighed, rubbing her face in frustration.

“That is not what happened...” Mikasa smiled.

“Oh? So you didn’t send a picture of you in your underwear to the captain?” (F/N) gave up. She crossed her arms on the table and rested her head in them, willing the world to swallow her up whole.

“You did what? Why? Do you have a death wish or something?” Eren asked, clearly in just as much shock as what (F/N) had been in last night. (F/N) groaned loudly, raising her head to try and justify herself.

“No... it was an accident. I was meant to send it to Mikasa, that’s all.” Eren raised an eyebrow questioningly and (F/N) scoffed.

“Girls do that kind of stuff Eren. Relax.” Mikasa nudged (F/N) discreetly.

“Act normal.” (F/N) blinked in confusion for a second and then her heart fell into her stomach as Captain Levi took his seat across from her, Hanji sitting down on the other side of (F/N) opposite him.

“Hey guys! How’s it hanging?” Hanji beamed, as chipper as ever. (F/N) gave an incredibly weak smile at Hanji before staring back into her porridge. She was incredibly uncomfortable, and clearly, she wasn’t the only one. Eren and Armin were both shifting uncomfortably, whereas Mikasa just ate her porridge, apparently unaffected by the tense atmosphere. (F/N) played with her porridge again, focusing intently on the now cold breakfast, desperately avoiding all forms of contact with the captain.

Hanji chatted away, forcing Levi into conversation about the upcoming training and he answered her questions casually enough. He also seemed completely unaffected, like last night hadn’t even happened. It relaxed (F/N) a little bit, maybe he was so unaffected by the picture he had already forgotten about it? That thought bothered (F/N) a little bit, no girl would want to be that easy to forget, especially considering the nature of the picture. Still, she didn’t want him to bring it up so this was probably the better option.

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