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why can't a write a fluff that doesn't have one pervy thing in it? TT.TT Request for Marixrush !

There was a guy in your high school that you really, really liked. He was about 2 years older than you and in his junior year. So yes, you were but a cute, little freshman with a cute, little infatuation on your senpai.

You first laid eyes upon him on the first day of school. All freshman had to pick a club to join, so the older students were tabling for their respective organizations, Ping Pong Club, Computer Science Team, Math Society, Spanish Honors Club, etc etc.

And there was one table that you noticed only had one student. A raven-haired male with steely grey eyes was sitting cross-legged in a seat as he leaned back and sketched a picture in his notebook. It wasn't necessarily his appearance that caught your attention but rather the way everybody seemed to avoid him as if he were the plague.

But they didn't seem to hate him....no, it was as if they were scared of him.

True, he gave off a menacing aura when he caught your gaze, but that was soon lifted when you saw a another upperclassman greet him with a strong smack on his back, causing him to drop his pencil and glare at the brunette behind him.

"Oi, shitty-glasses. For the last time, I am NOT going to be your little rat in another one of your experiments for the Chemistry Club," he hissed as the girl deemed "Shitty-Glasses" moved around in front of the table and leaned her elbows on the flat surface with a grinning expression.

"But Levi! It's not like you have anyone who wants to join your club! You really need to do something about that glare! It scares everyone!" Hanji laughed as Levi grew pissed.

He set his notebook down, revealing a picture of a sophisticated cake with flower and swirl designs, and was about to retort when a pencil was placed in front of him.

"Um, you dropped this, right?" you shyly asked your senpai. Levi and Hanji turned to you with confused expressions as Hanji gasped loudly.

"OMG, would you like to join the Baking Club?" she asked loudly enough for the rest of the students to hear. Everyone stopped what they were doing and started whispering among themselves.

"Oh my god...what is that girl thinking?"

"I hear that guy uses human blood in his desserts!"

"She's a goner. I wouldn't be surprised if she disappeared by the
second week of classes!"

The words of your classmates brought a look of alarm to your face, and Levi, having noticed your changed expression, tched as he packed his things, got up from his seat, and walked off with his backpack slung over his shoulder. He turned to give one glare to the whispering culprits who cowered in fear before he walked off for good.

The brunette standing behind you gave you a light pat on your back. "Don't mind the rumors, dear. I'm Hanji by the way! Would you be interested in joining the Chemistry Club instead?" she asked with sparkling eyes.

"Uhhhhhhh, no."

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Turns out that said badass glaring devil man was Levi Ackerman, a junior known to rip the heads off of anyone who insulted baking or pastry-making or anything related to the sort.

One time, a football player named Jean barged into Levi's special baking room and threw flour in every corner just to be your stereotypical piss off jockey. But Levi tracked him down and forced him and the entire team to clean the home economics room until it was sparkling like a twilight vampire. No one knew what sort of threat Levi used to attain this result, but anyone with a brain figured out not to mess with the short man if they wanted to live.

Well, everyone except for you at least.

Three weeks into school and you still hadn't chosen a club. You had just recently moved to the area anyways and weren't able to make any friends, since everyone seemed to have their own cliques already. However, you didn't expect the Student Council President Erwin Smith to call you into his office and ask you to pick an organization before he forced you into one.

And you just happened to blurt out,

"T-the Baking Club, sir!"

Strangely enough, Erwin seemed pleasantly surprised by your answer as he called for another lackey-cough-student to bring Levi in. You were still dawdling around in Erwin's office when Levi barged in.

"Alright, Erwin. Who's the shitty brat that wants to join my club?" he growled with a vein popping from his forehead. His clothes were neat and pristine, but his attitude was about as cute as hungry tiger with eyes set for the kill.

Erwin smiled calmly and gestured to you with an open hand.
Levi turned to face you and strode over to your trembling figure. He grabbed your collar and yanked you up harshly.

"What's your reason for wanting in on my club?" he hissed as you felt your feet leave the ground.

You looked over to your upperclassman Erwin, but he just shrugged. Some help he was.

Levi's threatening eyes gazed upon yours as you struggled for an answer. But luckily, you remembered the words of your dear late mother who would always go on and on about boys and marriage and how you would make a better waifu if you knew how to cook.

"W-well, they say that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach, right?" you awkwardly laughed as Levi kept a tight grip on your collar. Your response just seemed to piss him off even more.

"So you want to use my baking skills to fuck around with someone?" Levi inquired with a deadly hiss.

And that's when you shut up for good until Erwin finally broke the tension by chuckling.

"I think it's a splendid answer!" he clapped. "Levi, I'm putting ______ in your guidance!"

Levi released your collar and tched as you fell to your knees and breathed in deeply to regain the oxygen you so lacked after being held 2 inches in the air.

"Fine, shitty Erwin. But if this brat gets in my way, you can expect to find her hanging off the school's flag pole like I did with that damn Reiner when he mixed up my pots," Levi warned as he stormed out.

Relieved that Levi had finally left the room, you packed your things as you readied to leave this dreaded office. You really hoped that you wouldn't end up like that Reiner kid Levi just mentioned. But Erwin's voice suddenly disrupted your fears.

"He's not as bad as he seems. He wouldn't lay a hand on a girl," Erwin smiled. "Especially one as cute as you."

Erwin sent a wink in your direction, and you returned it with a timid "thanks" and scurried out of the room like a nervous mouse.

"Hmm," Erwin pondered aloud. "Maybe I should have asked her to join student council instead. Oh well."

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Over time, Levi's harsh attitude grew on you. He seemed really scary on the outside, and he was just as scary on the inside. But you could easily tell that he was also mature, sophisticated, and serious about baking.

He often spent the first hour after school teaching you a technique or having you memorize a recipe and then would spend the rest of the time baking by himself and having you taste test the whipped cream that adorn his cake. Eventually, you became comfortable with the routine and were even able to offer some suggestions without earning a fierce glare from Baking Master Ackerman.

And his creations. They were absolutely beautiful. It was as if he worked magic to turn a heap of white flour into a sweet masterpiece. And the fact that you would always get first dibs on those sweets was a blessing from heaven because those desserts whisked you away to a fantasy land of sugary pleasure.

It was actually kind of funny to you to observe Levi's scary, glaring face as he focused his attention on piping the cake properly. By now, your classmates had deemed you the red riding hood who tamed the big bad wolf since you had been the first person to hold a conversation with the raven-haired man without ending up as a puddle of blood and guts. But to you, they just didn't realize that Levi was more like a lamb in wolf's clothing. They didn't see the way he gently handled his cakes, or the way he blew on his hot pastries before offering you a bit of the tasty treat. The other students only saw one side of him, and you didn't mind. After all, you had the special privilege of seeing a more kind and sincere Levi (well, at least when it came to his creations).

And finally, after about a month, Levi decided it was okay for you to try to bake something. And of course, you epically failed the first 20 times.

Levi stared at the grey and black mess that you had pulled out of the oven. He took a fork and poked the side, which crumbled into ashes.

You waited for him to start the insults as you mentally prepared yourself. And boy, just like the last 19 times, he was NOT merciless at all!

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Levi groaned as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "You're wasting ingredients every time you fuck up. I mean, this is your 19th try right?"

"20th" you correctly hastily with a small voice.

Levi's expression became deadpan as he turned away and opened the trash to dispose of your cake.

You sighed with regret as you prepared yourself to suggest that maybe you should join another club when Levi broke your train of thought.

"Do it over. Again. In front of me," Levi ordered.

You stood still with a shocked expression.

"Well? I don't have all day, brat."

You weren't sure why you felt like smiling, but you the corners of your lips formed a curve as you expressed your gratitude.

"Thank you, Senpai!" you told him cutely with a shy but determined smile as you started organizing the ingredients again.

Your back was turned to Levi, and thus, you missed the gentle smile gracing his lips as he observed you.

It took about 10 more tries, but you finally did it (with Levi's help of course). You made the perfect strawberry shortcake topped with cream cheese icing and strawberries that were cut in the shapes of roses. It was easy to tell which strawberries Levi cut and which ones belonged to you due to difference in expertise. At first, you were hesitant about adding your strawberry roses since they weren't as neat as your mentor's, but Levi insisted that you put your strawberries on the cake as well.

"A perfect appearance isn't everything in a dessert. Something with errors is more natural and shows the effort you've put into creating this," he explained as he gestured to the multiple failed strawberry roses and the few good ones that you were still skeptical about placing on the cake.

His reassurance gave you the confidence to decorate the cake with both his and your strawberry roses, and the two of you finally stepped back to observe your first masterpiece.

"Do you want to taste it first, or should I?" you asked, but Levi had already gone to go get the knife, a spoons, and a plate.

"You of course, stupid," he replied as he cut a piece of the cake and scooped up a bit in the spoon. He held the spoon in front of you in the most natural way as if he were feeding a child, and you shyly enclosed the utensil with your mouth. The balance of icing and cake made you squeal in delight as you placed both your palms on either cheek. Levi pulled the spoon out of your mouth to allow you to speak after you swallowed.

"It's so good!"

"Of course it is. After all, I'm your teacher, right?" Levi smirked as he dipped the same spoon you had just licked clean into the cake piece to try it out for himself.

'An indirect kiss...,' you thought as you blushed and turned away.

"It's good," he declared as he placed the plate and spoon down and walked towards you. "So what are you going to do with it?" he inquired. "Give it to a boy you like?"

You blushed. So far, you didn't really have a guy that you liked. After all, you made up that reason for joining his club on the spot, right?

"W-well, actually, I was thinking of giving it to my mother. After all, I think she'll be happy that her daughter has gotten so much better at baking!" you smiled bashfully.

"Really?" Levi asked with a brow raised as he went towards the sink to wash the dishes. "Does your mom like strawberry shortcake?"

"Ah, well...." You were hesitant to reply but decided to anyways. "She used to like strawberry short cake. She told me that that's the cake she and my dad shared on their first date."

"Used to?" Levi's back was still turned towards you as he rinsed and dried the utensils.

"Yah, she's....not with us anymore. I used to bake with her when I was younger, and we'd always make these really yummy cakes and pastries...but after she died, I don't know.... I've never really been able to bake by myself. My creations always turn out ugly and horrible," you admitted with tears in your eyes.

It was hard for you to confess something so personal to Levi. After all, you were the type to keep this all inside. It's not like you had friends to talk about this to, and your poor dad was working overtime, so you didn't want to bother him with your worries.

Levi caught onto the whimper in your voice and grabbed a towel as he approached you. You were covering your eyes with your forearm when Levi took hold of your arm and gently dabbed the soft napkin on your eyes as you stared up at him with large, innocent eyes.

That was the day you realized that you liked Levi. You liked him enough to tell him something you hadn't talked about for years. And now he was wiping the tears in your eyes and was saying something about packing the cake in a special wrapping. But none of that mattered to you. No. It was the fact that he was listening to you and kept you company for the rest of the afternoon, even offering you a ride home.

And that just meant so much to you, much more than Levi would ever know.

After that day, it wasn't long until you finally gathered the courage to confess. Valentine's day was nearing quickly, and the timing was perfect. You just needed to make him chocolate, right?

Wrong.

You had no idea that this could even be possible, but your chocolate-making skills were more horrible than your cake-baking skills. Every time you tried to make the perfect chocolate, you would end up burning it. Everything damn burned the minute you placed it on the stove. So you decided to ask for Levi's help in an indirect way.

"Hey Levi, can you help me make chocolate for Valentine's day?" you requested your senpai as he started taking out his pots and pans.

"Why? You finally found a boy you like, brat?" Levi asked you back.

When you nodded in return (while blushing of course. How could you not blush at the guy you wanted to give chocolates to?), you could have sworn you saw Levi's expression drop a little, but when you blinked, it was back to its normal, stoic self.

"Alright," Levi sighed. "Grab your apron and let's get started then."

"Okay!" you replied cheerfully, hoping that today's lesson would help you impress Levi with the chocolate you would give him tomorrow for Valentine's.

"So do you know what kind of candy you want to give this person?" Levi asked.

"I dunno. Aren't all chocolates the same?"

Levi flicked your forehead, and you squealed slightly, applying pressure with your palm on the stinging area.

"No. Every sweet has a meaning, dumbass. Just make sure you don't give that person a sweet that screams 'fuck me, I'm horny.'"

Your mouth gaped open as you stared back at your mentor.

"Levi...I don't think there's a sweet that means anything like that," you explained slowly.

Levi just tched in return. "Well, I wouldn't put it past you to find a sweet like that, kiddo."

And with that, Levi heated the pot and started teaching you how to melt chocolate without burning it.

By the end of the day, you were sitting at a counter while Levi was washing dishes. You decided to ask him a very daring question.

"Ne, Levi, what's your favorite sweet?" you inquired with a sideways glance, hoping he wouldn't catch your pink-flushed cheeks.

"Beijinho," Levi replied calmly as he continued to wash the messy, chocolate-filled dishes.

"Be-what?"

"Be--forget it. Why do you ask?"

"Uhh," you stammered for an answer before making something up on the spot. "I don't know. Just wanted to ask for fun. Maybe I could make that for the person I like!"

But Levi's face suddenly darkened as he turned around to face you directly. "Don't. I'll kick you out of this club if you make it for that person," Levi said as he glared at you. The intimidating aura of his stare sent shivers down your spine. "You understand that, brat?"

"Um, yes, Levi, sir, master--I mean, sir," you stuttered.

"Good. Come by tomorrow if you get rejected. I'll have some sympathy sweets prepared for you."

"Levi!" you whined. "Don't jinx me!" You jumped out of your chair and threw your fists at his back repeatedly until he grabbed your shirt collar at the back of your neck and lifted you up by the collar like a bad puppy as he walked back to your seat.

You cast your eyes down and pouted as he dropped you into your chair.

And Levi secretly smiled at your adorable appearance.

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Well, making a Beijinho was a bitch. Turns out the candy didn't even have chocolate in it! The recipe online looked easy enough, but you kept messing up everything every step of the way. However, finally, at 2 am, you mastered the Beijinho to the best of your abilities and decided to call it a night.

The next day after school, you went to the Home Economics room where Levi was actually preparing your sympathy sweets.

"Do you want milk chocolate to make you feel all warm and gooey inside or do you want dark chocolate to help you drown in your despairs?" Levi asked sarcastically as he prepared to melt the chocolate. "I take it you were rejected immediately? You came here as soon as the school bell rang."

"Well not yet at least...." you replied quietly.

"What? You haven't confessed yet? Don't tell me you're giving up after all that fucking work we did yesterday? And I can see those bags under your eyes, kiddo. You put too much effort as always and shouldn't let it go to waste," Levi ranted as he used a spatula to point at your tired eyes.

But to tell the truth, you were secretly overjoyed that Levi even noticed the effort you had put in. All you had to do now was---

"W-well, Senpai....the truth is, I-I made these for you!" You thrust out a bag of small coconut balls that had been shaped with your hands to form the famous Beijinho, a mixture of condensed milk, butter, and coconut flakes. The balls weren't really spherical. Some were oval shaped, others look liked that pokemon called Ditto or something (AKA a blob).

But Levi took the bag from you as he tasted a piece.

"It's...good," he admitted. Your eyes shot up with a mixture of surprise, and happiness. You couldn't believe that Levi actually liked them!

"I-I like you, Senpai!" you confessed, throwing away your timidity for a few seconds with the hope that he would return your feelings.

But your hopeful feelings disappeared when Levi sighed a groan.

"You have no idea what Beijinho even means, do you?" Levi inquired. You tilted your head sideways with a puzzlement written all over your face.

"...no. Am I supposed to?" you asked naively with the cutest expression Levi had ever seen.

"In Portuguese," Levi started, "it means...Little Kiss." Levi's lips curved into a sly smirk as he contentedly observed your very flustered expression. " And for every Beijinho you made, you have to give me a kiss."

"Y-you're lying!" you stammered as you used the palms of your hands to cover your mouth.

Levi took your wrists and exposed your lips. "No, it really does mean 'little kiss.' So, are you going to kiss me or not, you fool?" Levi asked with a husky voice he pulled you closer.

"Ah. Eh...Umm." You finally gave up trying to find words and just tilted your head back a little, pursed your lips together as you puckered them slightly, and shut your eyes tightly.

Levi gently lifted your chin between his index finger and his thumb and licked his lips deviously.

"So cute," he breathed deeply.

You let out a small "meep" as you felt his breath on your lips, and he closed the distance, giving you a long, sweet, innocent kiss that took your breath away in seconds. His rough lips remained pressed onto yours as he interlocked his long fingers with yours. He rubbed circles into the back of your hand, and you started getting fidgety from a severe lack of breath.

You pulled away with a "pfwah" as you touched your lips delicately and then looked up at the raven-haired senpai who prepared to slip another Beijinho into his mouth.

"Ready for another kiss?" Levi smirked as he chewed on the sugary delight. You gulped and felt anxiousness take over your body, but Levi's strong hands pulled you into his chest as he ran his hands up and down your back. "Shh, it's okay. I was just kidding," Levi smiled. "We can kiss another time when you're ready."

But he didn't expect you to be upset.

"No!" you said immediately. "Senpai, I really, really like your kisses," you confessed with cheeks that burned red like the blazing sun. "I'm just nervou---"

"You're just too fucking cute for your own good, brat," Levi interrupted as he dipped down to steal another kiss.

And at that moment, Hanji walked into the Home Economics room, hoping to also enjoy some of Levi's chocolate.

But her eyes widened when she saw the scene in front of her.

Loud crashing took your and Levi's attention from each other as you two stared at the source.

Hanji.

Your eyes widened when she ran out of the room and started screaming, "ERWIN. LEVI IS LAYING HIS HANDS ON A LITTLE FRESHMAN! ________ IS GOING TO GET PREGNANT!!!!"

Back inside the room, Levi groaned and went to the door to lock it.

"Oh by the way, before I forget to say it," Levi smiled as he took another chocolate in his mouth, "I like you too, _______."

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Extra Extra.

"Why don't we share this one?" Levi smirked as he held the candy between his teeth. He lowered his face in front of yours for you to bite off a piece, and you did so, with your lips brushing against Levi's. Levi took advantage of your open mouth as his tongue stole the sweet from your mouth.

"Hey! That's not fair!" you whined as you gently hit Levi with your fists.

"If it's not fair," Levi said as he gulped down the sweet. "Why don't you try to take it from me next time?"

You blushed and were determined to win the next round. But a small question lingered in the back of your head.

"Hey, Levi, so what candy means 'fuck me, I'm horny'?" you asked with a teasing grin on your face.

Levi raised a brow as he shoved a Beijinho into your open mouth. "The sweet called 'Calm your ovaries, you immature brat,'" Levi replied as he leaned in to steal the Beijinho that rested on your tongue.

But you stubbornly wouldn't let him.

And thus, the two of you engaged in a very hot tongue war until Erwin picked the lock on the Home Economics Room and put a stop to the big bad wolf doing inappropriate things to the cute, little red riding hood.

Levi sighed as Erwin sent you home.

'Fuck you, Shitty-glasses.'

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END CHAPTER.

YAH, FUCK YOU SHITTY-GLASSES LOLOLOL XD

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why can't a write a fluff that doesn't have one pervy thing in it? TT.TT Request for Marixrush !

There was a guy in your high school that you really, really liked. He was about 2 years older than you and in his junior year. So yes, you were but a cute, little freshman with a cute, little infatuation on your senpai.

You first laid eyes upon him on the first day of school. All freshman had to pick a club to join, so the older students were tabling for their respective organizations, Ping Pong Club, Computer Science Team, Math Society, Spanish Honors Club, etc etc.

And there was one table that you noticed only had one student. A raven-haired male with steely grey eyes was sitting cross-legged in a seat as he leaned back and sketched a picture in his notebook. It wasn't necessarily his appearance that caught your attention but rather the way everybody seemed to avoid him as if he were the plague.

But they didn't seem to hate him....no, it was as if they were scared of him.

True, he gave off a menacing aura when he caught your gaze, but that was soon lifted when you saw a another upperclassman greet him with a strong smack on his back, causing him to drop his pencil and glare at the brunette behind him.

"Oi, shitty-glasses. For the last time, I am NOT going to be your little rat in another one of your experiments for the Chemistry Club," he hissed as the girl deemed "Shitty-Glasses" moved around in front of the table and leaned her elbows on the flat surface with a grinning expression.

"But Levi! It's not like you have anyone who wants to join your club! You really need to do something about that glare! It scares everyone!" Hanji laughed as Levi grew pissed.

He set his notebook down, revealing a picture of a sophisticated cake with flower and swirl designs, and was about to retort when a pencil was placed in front of him.

"Um, you dropped this, right?" you shyly asked your senpai. Levi and Hanji turned to you with confused expressions as Hanji gasped loudly.

"OMG, would you like to join the Baking Club?" she asked loudly enough for the rest of the students to hear. Everyone stopped what they were doing and started whispering among themselves.

"Oh my god...what is that girl thinking?"

"I hear that guy uses human blood in his desserts!"

"She's a goner. I wouldn't be surprised if she disappeared by the
second week of classes!"

The words of your classmates brought a look of alarm to your face, and Levi, having noticed your changed expression, tched as he packed his things, got up from his seat, and walked off with his backpack slung over his shoulder. He turned to give one glare to the whispering culprits who cowered in fear before he walked off for good.

The brunette standing behind you gave you a light pat on your back. "Don't mind the rumors, dear. I'm Hanji by the way! Would you be interested in joining the Chemistry Club instead?" she asked with sparkling eyes.

"Uhhhhhhh, no."

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Turns out that said badass glaring devil man was Levi Ackerman, a junior known to rip the heads off of anyone who insulted baking or pastry-making or anything related to the sort.

One time, a football player named Jean barged into Levi's special baking room and threw flour in every corner just to be your stereotypical piss off jockey. But Levi tracked him down and forced him and the entire team to clean the home economics room until it was sparkling like a twilight vampire. No one knew what sort of threat Levi used to attain this result, but anyone with a brain figured out not to mess with the short man if they wanted to live.

Well, everyone except for you at least.

Three weeks into school and you still hadn't chosen a club. You had just recently moved to the area anyways and weren't able to make any friends, since everyone seemed to have their own cliques already. However, you didn't expect the Student Council President Erwin Smith to call you into his office and ask you to pick an organization before he forced you into one.

And you just happened to blurt out,

"T-the Baking Club, sir!"

Strangely enough, Erwin seemed pleasantly surprised by your answer as he called for another lackey-cough-student to bring Levi in. You were still dawdling around in Erwin's office when Levi barged in.

"Alright, Erwin. Who's the shitty brat that wants to join my club?" he growled with a vein popping from his forehead. His clothes were neat and pristine, but his attitude was about as cute as hungry tiger with eyes set for the kill.

Erwin smiled calmly and gestured to you with an open hand.
Levi turned to face you and strode over to your trembling figure. He grabbed your collar and yanked you up harshly.

"What's your reason for wanting in on my club?" he hissed as you felt your feet leave the ground.

You looked over to your upperclassman Erwin, but he just shrugged. Some help he was.

Levi's threatening eyes gazed upon yours as you struggled for an answer. But luckily, you remembered the words of your dear late mother who would always go on and on about boys and marriage and how you would make a better waifu if you knew how to cook.

"W-well, they say that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach, right?" you awkwardly laughed as Levi kept a tight grip on your collar. Your response just seemed to piss him off even more.

"So you want to use my baking skills to fuck around with someone?" Levi inquired with a deadly hiss.

And that's when you shut up for good until Erwin finally broke the tension by chuckling.

"I think it's a splendid answer!" he clapped. "Levi, I'm putting ______ in your guidance!"

Levi released your collar and tched as you fell to your knees and breathed in deeply to regain the oxygen you so lacked after being held 2 inches in the air.

"Fine, shitty Erwin. But if this brat gets in my way, you can expect to find her hanging off the school's flag pole like I did with that damn Reiner when he mixed up my pots," Levi warned as he stormed out.

Relieved that Levi had finally left the room, you packed your things as you readied to leave this dreaded office. You really hoped that you wouldn't end up like that Reiner kid Levi just mentioned. But Erwin's voice suddenly disrupted your fears.

"He's not as bad as he seems. He wouldn't lay a hand on a girl," Erwin smiled. "Especially one as cute as you."

Erwin sent a wink in your direction, and you returned it with a timid "thanks" and scurried out of the room like a nervous mouse.

"Hmm," Erwin pondered aloud. "Maybe I should have asked her to join student council instead. Oh well."

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Over time, Levi's harsh attitude grew on you. He seemed really scary on the outside, and he was just as scary on the inside. But you could easily tell that he was also mature, sophisticated, and serious about baking.

He often spent the first hour after school teaching you a technique or having you memorize a recipe and then would spend the rest of the time baking by himself and having you taste test the whipped cream that adorn his cake. Eventually, you became comfortable with the routine and were even able to offer some suggestions without earning a fierce glare from Baking Master Ackerman.

And his creations. They were absolutely beautiful. It was as if he worked magic to turn a heap of white flour into a sweet masterpiece. And the fact that you would always get first dibs on those sweets was a blessing from heaven because those desserts whisked you away to a fantasy land of sugary pleasure.

It was actually kind of funny to you to observe Levi's scary, glaring face as he focused his attention on piping the cake properly. By now, your classmates had deemed you the red riding hood who tamed the big bad wolf since you had been the first person to hold a conversation with the raven-haired man without ending up as a puddle of blood and guts. But to you, they just didn't realize that Levi was more like a lamb in wolf's clothing. They didn't see the way he gently handled his cakes, or the way he blew on his hot pastries before offering you a bit of the tasty treat. The other students only saw one side of him, and you didn't mind. After all, you had the special privilege of seeing a more kind and sincere Levi (well, at least when it came to his creations).

And finally, after about a month, Levi decided it was okay for you to try to bake something. And of course, you epically failed the first 20 times.

Levi stared at the grey and black mess that you had pulled out of the oven. He took a fork and poked the side, which crumbled into ashes.

You waited for him to start the insults as you mentally prepared yourself. And boy, just like the last 19 times, he was NOT merciless at all!

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Levi groaned as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "You're wasting ingredients every time you fuck up. I mean, this is your 19th try right?"

"20th" you correctly hastily with a small voice.

Levi's expression became deadpan as he turned away and opened the trash to dispose of your cake.

You sighed with regret as you prepared yourself to suggest that maybe you should join another club when Levi broke your train of thought.

"Do it over. Again. In front of me," Levi ordered.

You stood still with a shocked expression.

"Well? I don't have all day, brat."

You weren't sure why you felt like smiling, but you the corners of your lips formed a curve as you expressed your gratitude.

"Thank you, Senpai!" you told him cutely with a shy but determined smile as you started organizing the ingredients again.

Your back was turned to Levi, and thus, you missed the gentle smile gracing his lips as he observed you.

It took about 10 more tries, but you finally did it (with Levi's help of course). You made the perfect strawberry shortcake topped with cream cheese icing and strawberries that were cut in the shapes of roses. It was easy to tell which strawberries Levi cut and which ones belonged to you due to difference in expertise. At first, you were hesitant about adding your strawberry roses since they weren't as neat as your mentor's, but Levi insisted that you put your strawberries on the cake as well.

"A perfect appearance isn't everything in a dessert. Something with errors is more natural and shows the effort you've put into creating this," he explained as he gestured to the multiple failed strawberry roses and the few good ones that you were still skeptical about placing on the cake.

His reassurance gave you the confidence to decorate the cake with both his and your strawberry roses, and the two of you finally stepped back to observe your first masterpiece.

"Do you want to taste it first, or should I?" you asked, but Levi had already gone to go get the knife, a spoons, and a plate.

"You of course, stupid," he replied as he cut a piece of the cake and scooped up a bit in the spoon. He held the spoon in front of you in the most natural way as if he were feeding a child, and you shyly enclosed the utensil with your mouth. The balance of icing and cake made you squeal in delight as you placed both your palms on either cheek. Levi pulled the spoon out of your mouth to allow you to speak after you swallowed.

"It's so good!"

"Of course it is. After all, I'm your teacher, right?" Levi smirked as he dipped the same spoon you had just licked clean into the cake piece to try it out for himself.

'An indirect kiss...,' you thought as you blushed and turned away.

"It's good," he declared as he placed the plate and spoon down and walked towards you. "So what are you going to do with it?" he inquired. "Give it to a boy you like?"

You blushed. So far, you didn't really have a guy that you liked. After all, you made up that reason for joining his club on the spot, right?

"W-well, actually, I was thinking of giving it to my mother. After all, I think she'll be happy that her daughter has gotten so much better at baking!" you smiled bashfully.

"Really?" Levi asked with a brow raised as he went towards the sink to wash the dishes. "Does your mom like strawberry shortcake?"

"Ah, well...." You were hesitant to reply but decided to anyways. "She used to like strawberry short cake. She told me that that's the cake she and my dad shared on their first date."

"Used to?" Levi's back was still turned towards you as he rinsed and dried the utensils.

"Yah, she's....not with us anymore. I used to bake with her when I was younger, and we'd always make these really yummy cakes and pastries...but after she died, I don't know.... I've never really been able to bake by myself. My creations always turn out ugly and horrible," you admitted with tears in your eyes.

It was hard for you to confess something so personal to Levi. After all, you were the type to keep this all inside. It's not like you had friends to talk about this to, and your poor dad was working overtime, so you didn't want to bother him with your worries.

Levi caught onto the whimper in your voice and grabbed a towel as he approached you. You were covering your eyes with your forearm when Levi took hold of your arm and gently dabbed the soft napkin on your eyes as you stared up at him with large, innocent eyes.

That was the day you realized that you liked Levi. You liked him enough to tell him something you hadn't talked about for years. And now he was wiping the tears in your eyes and was saying something about packing the cake in a special wrapping. But none of that mattered to you. No. It was the fact that he was listening to you and kept you company for the rest of the afternoon, even offering you a ride home.

And that just meant so much to you, much more than Levi would ever know.

After that day, it wasn't long until you finally gathered the courage to confess. Valentine's day was nearing quickly, and the timing was perfect. You just needed to make him chocolate, right?

Wrong.

You had no idea that this could even be possible, but your chocolate-making skills were more horrible than your cake-baking skills. Every time you tried to make the perfect chocolate, you would end up burning it. Everything damn burned the minute you placed it on the stove. So you decided to ask for Levi's help in an indirect way.

"Hey Levi, can you help me make chocolate for Valentine's day?" you requested your senpai as he started taking out his pots and pans.

"Why? You finally found a boy you like, brat?" Levi asked you back.

When you nodded in return (while blushing of course. How could you not blush at the guy you wanted to give chocolates to?), you could have sworn you saw Levi's expression drop a little, but when you blinked, it was back to its normal, stoic self.

"Alright," Levi sighed. "Grab your apron and let's get started then."

"Okay!" you replied cheerfully, hoping that today's lesson would help you impress Levi with the chocolate you would give him tomorrow for Valentine's.

"So do you know what kind of candy you want to give this person?" Levi asked.

"I dunno. Aren't all chocolates the same?"

Levi flicked your forehead, and you squealed slightly, applying pressure with your palm on the stinging area.

"No. Every sweet has a meaning, dumbass. Just make sure you don't give that person a sweet that screams 'fuck me, I'm horny.'"

Your mouth gaped open as you stared back at your mentor.

"Levi...I don't think there's a sweet that means anything like that," you explained slowly.

Levi just tched in return. "Well, I wouldn't put it past you to find a sweet like that, kiddo."

And with that, Levi heated the pot and started teaching you how to melt chocolate without burning it.

By the end of the day, you were sitting at a counter while Levi was washing dishes. You decided to ask him a very daring question.

"Ne, Levi, what's your favorite sweet?" you inquired with a sideways glance, hoping he wouldn't catch your pink-flushed cheeks.

"Beijinho," Levi replied calmly as he continued to wash the messy, chocolate-filled dishes.

"Be-what?"

"Be--forget it. Why do you ask?"

"Uhh," you stammered for an answer before making something up on the spot. "I don't know. Just wanted to ask for fun. Maybe I could make that for the person I like!"

But Levi's face suddenly darkened as he turned around to face you directly. "Don't. I'll kick you out of this club if you make it for that person," Levi said as he glared at you. The intimidating aura of his stare sent shivers down your spine. "You understand that, brat?"

"Um, yes, Levi, sir, master--I mean, sir," you stuttered.

"Good. Come by tomorrow if you get rejected. I'll have some sympathy sweets prepared for you."

"Levi!" you whined. "Don't jinx me!" You jumped out of your chair and threw your fists at his back repeatedly until he grabbed your shirt collar at the back of your neck and lifted you up by the collar like a bad puppy as he walked back to your seat.

You cast your eyes down and pouted as he dropped you into your chair.

And Levi secretly smiled at your adorable appearance.

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Well, making a Beijinho was a bitch. Turns out the candy didn't even have chocolate in it! The recipe online looked easy enough, but you kept messing up everything every step of the way. However, finally, at 2 am, you mastered the Beijinho to the best of your abilities and decided to call it a night.

The next day after school, you went to the Home Economics room where Levi was actually preparing your sympathy sweets.

"Do you want milk chocolate to make you feel all warm and gooey inside or do you want dark chocolate to help you drown in your despairs?" Levi asked sarcastically as he prepared to melt the chocolate. "I take it you were rejected immediately? You came here as soon as the school bell rang."

"Well not yet at least...." you replied quietly.

"What? You haven't confessed yet? Don't tell me you're giving up after all that fucking work we did yesterday? And I can see those bags under your eyes, kiddo. You put too much effort as always and shouldn't let it go to waste," Levi ranted as he used a spatula to point at your tired eyes.

But to tell the truth, you were secretly overjoyed that Levi even noticed the effort you had put in. All you had to do now was---

"W-well, Senpai....the truth is, I-I made these for you!" You thrust out a bag of small coconut balls that had been shaped with your hands to form the famous Beijinho, a mixture of condensed milk, butter, and coconut flakes. The balls weren't really spherical. Some were oval shaped, others look liked that pokemon called Ditto or something (AKA a blob).

But Levi took the bag from you as he tasted a piece.

"It's...good," he admitted. Your eyes shot up with a mixture of surprise, and happiness. You couldn't believe that Levi actually liked them!

"I-I like you, Senpai!" you confessed, throwing away your timidity for a few seconds with the hope that he would return your feelings.

But your hopeful feelings disappeared when Levi sighed a groan.

"You have no idea what Beijinho even means, do you?" Levi inquired. You tilted your head sideways with a puzzlement written all over your face.

"...no. Am I supposed to?" you asked naively with the cutest expression Levi had ever seen.

"In Portuguese," Levi started, "it means...Little Kiss." Levi's lips curved into a sly smirk as he contentedly observed your very flustered expression. " And for every Beijinho you made, you have to give me a kiss."

"Y-you're lying!" you stammered as you used the palms of your hands to cover your mouth.

Levi took your wrists and exposed your lips. "No, it really does mean 'little kiss.' So, are you going to kiss me or not, you fool?" Levi asked with a husky voice he pulled you closer.

"Ah. Eh...Umm." You finally gave up trying to find words and just tilted your head back a little, pursed your lips together as you puckered them slightly, and shut your eyes tightly.

Levi gently lifted your chin between his index finger and his thumb and licked his lips deviously.

"So cute," he breathed deeply.

You let out a small "meep" as you felt his breath on your lips, and he closed the distance, giving you a long, sweet, innocent kiss that took your breath away in seconds. His rough lips remained pressed onto yours as he interlocked his long fingers with yours. He rubbed circles into the back of your hand, and you started getting fidgety from a severe lack of breath.

You pulled away with a "pfwah" as you touched your lips delicately and then looked up at the raven-haired senpai who prepared to slip another Beijinho into his mouth.

"Ready for another kiss?" Levi smirked as he chewed on the sugary delight. You gulped and felt anxiousness take over your body, but Levi's strong hands pulled you into his chest as he ran his hands up and down your back. "Shh, it's okay. I was just kidding," Levi smiled. "We can kiss another time when you're ready."

But he didn't expect you to be upset.

"No!" you said immediately. "Senpai, I really, really like your kisses," you confessed with cheeks that burned red like the blazing sun. "I'm just nervou---"

"You're just too fucking cute for your own good, brat," Levi interrupted as he dipped down to steal another kiss.

And at that moment, Hanji walked into the Home Economics room, hoping to also enjoy some of Levi's chocolate.

But her eyes widened when she saw the scene in front of her.

Loud crashing took your and Levi's attention from each other as you two stared at the source.

Hanji.

Your eyes widened when she ran out of the room and started screaming, "ERWIN. LEVI IS LAYING HIS HANDS ON A LITTLE FRESHMAN! ________ IS GOING TO GET PREGNANT!!!!"

Back inside the room, Levi groaned and went to the door to lock it.

"Oh by the way, before I forget to say it," Levi smiled as he took another chocolate in his mouth, "I like you too, _______."

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Extra Extra.

"Why don't we share this one?" Levi smirked as he held the candy between his teeth. He lowered his face in front of yours for you to bite off a piece, and you did so, with your lips brushing against Levi's. Levi took advantage of your open mouth as his tongue stole the sweet from your mouth.

"Hey! That's not fair!" you whined as you gently hit Levi with your fists.

"If it's not fair," Levi said as he gulped down the sweet. "Why don't you try to take it from me next time?"

You blushed and were determined to win the next round. But a small question lingered in the back of your head.

"Hey, Levi, so what candy means 'fuck me, I'm horny'?" you asked with a teasing grin on your face.

Levi raised a brow as he shoved a Beijinho into your open mouth. "The sweet called 'Calm your ovaries, you immature brat,'" Levi replied as he leaned in to steal the Beijinho that rested on your tongue.

But you stubbornly wouldn't let him.

And thus, the two of you engaged in a very hot tongue war until Erwin picked the lock on the Home Economics Room and put a stop to the big bad wolf doing inappropriate things to the cute, little red riding hood.

Levi sighed as Erwin sent you home.

'Fuck you, Shitty-glasses.'

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END CHAPTER.

YAH, FUCK YOU SHITTY-GLASSES LOLOLOL XD