You're always covered in grease! RivaillexReader 2

After a few more small moments of walking with the corporal, he stopped infront of a wooden door.

He reached out a hand and grasped the brass door nob, But before opening the door he stopped and turned towards me with a small expression of thought on his face.

"Wait here.." He mentioned before opening the door and going inside.

"Why?" I barely got to finish my sentence before levi had already dissapered into his office with the door shut. I stood out in the hall looking down both ways. The sun with still lighting everything up but the shades of oranges now where somewhat darker and at a different angle..I rocked back and forth on my feet humming to myself, becoming slightly bored waiting for Rivaille to come back out.

"Is he okay...? Did he die or something?" 

Mumbling to myself I finally got fed up with waiting, I started to think if I should go in and see if he was okay, but as if on que the door to his office swung open and out came the corporal with a wet rag.

I scrunched my eyebrows together and tilted my head in confusion.

"You're covered in grease and oil..get it off you before coming into my office..." 

His never changing voice got on my nerves a little bit, and I was just about to object before he threw the rag at my face. 

I huffed and grabbed the small wet cloth off my head. I  was just about to glare at the man before I noticed he had already went back into his office with the door close.

"You can come in once your clean" I heard a small muffled voice shout from the other side. 

I let out an irritated sigh and started to wipe the machine's residu off of my pants and hands.

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I slowly opened the door to corporal Rivailles office, with the now black spotted white rag, and looked in to see the man staring out the window, his back to me.

Quietly as I possible could I walked into the room which held a desk, bookshelves lining a wall, and a fireplace in the middle of the opposite wall, and I shut the door behind me.

I took a couple steps towards his desk and noticed the papers I had given him earlier on there. A few seconds of silence pass and I see the chair on the other side of the furniture turn towards to face me.

" you missed a spot.." He mentioned before standing up and walking towards me. 

Levi snatched the cloth out of my hands and roughly rubbed the side of my face trying to get the oil out of my skin. A small dust of pink surface up to my skin but not for very long for it was soon replace with a light pinch of pain from levi.

"Ow! Stop damn it!" Your rubbing too hard (that's what she said *shot*) I mentioned as I stumbled backwards putting my hand up to my now reddened cheek. 

" Get back overe here now, or do I need to punish you for disobeying my orders?" 

A very small smirk played on his lips as I shook my head no and made my way back towards him. 

"Smart girl..." 

And with the Rivaille finished cleaning my face, and held out the dirty rag to me with only his thumb and index finger. 

"When you get the chance please wash this and bring it back to me..."

I nodded once more in agreement and took the piece of material from his hand and stuffed it in the same pocket that the documents Hanji handed to me earlier.

"Now, about these documents..."