Sparkling White
Do you know that feeling, when after cleaning the sink and it's so ducking white and sparkling clean.
I feel so accomplished and amazed. 😁😊
:2019-08-18
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Sparkling White
Do you know that feeling, when after cleaning the sink and it's so ducking white and sparkling clean.
I feel so accomplished and amazed. 😁😊
:2019-08-18
In which Levi unassumingly confesses his attraction to Mikasa. (HS AU)
“You must be used to it.” He said so casually, so out of the blue, that Mikasa missed catching the rag he threw over to her. Eyes open in surprise, her brows furrow as she bent to pick up the soiled piece of cloth. “Being confessed to.”
An angry flush paints her cheeks. She turned to the whiteboard and started wiping.
“And why shouldn’t you?” He continued. Behind her, he started piling up the chairs. The screech of metal against concrete filled the palpable silence in their exchange. “I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone as distracting as you.”
Mikasa’s arm froze midair. Her knitted brows furrowed even deeper. She chose not to speak; she’s seen enough people lash back at him and fail.
“We men are no match for women like you.” Levi finishes as he clapped the dust from his bare hands. His eyes glanced at the gloved hands of his clubmate and berated himself for being exactly that type of man who was putty in the presence of a beautiful woman. It was just as Hange said; men were all the same.
Now - his gaze rose to the girl setting down the rag; the whiteboard before them, although rid of writing, was smudged with black ink - if only Mikasa thought differently.
Levi sighed as he grabbed the rag she set down and redid his companion’s work.
“Eren is a lucky bastard.” He gritted, tiptoeing, trying to reach the higher portions of the board.
Mikasa was suddenly beside him, taking the cloth from his grasp and easily wiped the smear he was trying to reach. “He isn’t.” She said in her reserved voice.
“Aa-” Levi nodded, agreeing with a smirk forming on his lips. “A bastard.”
“No,” The beautiful young woman’s eyes continue to survey the board, not exactly knowing what more on it she had to clean to satisfy Levi. “Lucky.”
A crease formed in between the young man’s eyebrows as he turned to the girl beside him. As he did, Mikasa in turn met his gaze with a twinkle in her eyes. And Levi swore, in that moment, he saw fireworks.
Embarrassed, he quickly turns away and mumbles, “You missed a spot.” before making his way to the back of the room, picking whatever trash he passed.
“Where are you going?” Mikasa called after him with a chuckle in her voice, teasing.
“Garbage!” He raised his hand filled with some random crumpled paper Mikasa swore freshly came from his own schoolbag.
With a smile on her red lips, the girl shook her head as she hid her chuckle behind a gloved hand; thinking that, for a guy who was as crass and headstrong as Levi, he frightened easily with a little flirting.
Akaashi: *holds mop* alright Bokuto-san may you please grab the bleach so we can mop the floors
Bokuto: *smiles* of course Akaashi! *walks happily*
Bokuto (few seconds later): *screeches runs out with an empty bottle of bleach* THERE'S NO MORE BLEACH!!! AGHAAAAAAASHIIII!!! THE GERMS THE GERMS WILL WIN!!!!!!
Cleaning Duties.
Nanzen-ji, Kyoto, October 13 2016. Please visit jesussimeon.wordpress.com/2017/02/07/nanzen-ji/ for more pictures.
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Third order of business.
Organization.
Even more unkempt than the last. Organization is key, one you lack. Though you do seem less cold than your counterparts, I wouldn't rank you "too cool" to be passed over in my sweep.
We never claimed to be anything of the sort. We also fail to see how we are less kempt than a Command who has breakdowns over smoothies, or one who seems intent on publicly eating each other alive, but we are not you, and can't speak to your view, we suppose. Did you have anything else for us, or is that all?
You partake in neutrality, something I can respect. I'm more dedicated to fixing their mistakes after the case, and only observing beforehand. To each their own.
Neutrality is a useful tool, my friend, and I am glad to hear that you can respect it as an approach that has its place. I will, of course, take actions as needed, but you seem to already know this.
Those who are there to clean up when all is said and done are truly admirable. While many stories may overlook such players, there is very little denying their value.
Making observations is something we share, though I suspect what we do with those observations differs greatly. Regardless of our similarities or differences, I am glad you have found a role that suits you and your nature. I hope we find ourselves at armistice more often than in conflict.