you were immature and slow-witted. you never understood why you were so afraid of the captain. no, not because he is strict and can scold for every little thing. you always did everything perfectly, but not in order to remain untouched... but on the contrary. for Captain Levi to praise you.

having matured a little, you reached the rank of junior sergeant. you and Levi Ackerman were returning from a mission and it so happened that on your road there were only you two and your horses. you were silent.

"I think I love you, captain." you said, looking forward at the road, squeezing the belt with which you controlled your horse. your lips involuntarily pursed.

"it will pass." Levi said blankly, without even looking at you and speeding up a little.