You stared unblinking at the Windexes Levi lined up on his shelf, wondering what is so attractive about this fucking cleaning product that makes him head over heel.

"Oi, brat. What the hell are you staring at?" You turned you head around only to find that certain midget a.k.a your lover a.k.a Levi Ackerman staring at you with arm crossed on his chest.

"Nothing. Nothing worth your concern." You replied in monotone, showing your unenthusiasm. He keep staring for few seconds before throwing a dustpan at you.

"If you have so much free time, make your fucking ass useful." He said and leave you alone. You pouted at his dissapearing figure and decided to take a look at his books instead. Just after a few rounds, you getting bored and ended up focusing your attention to the lined up Windex he loves so much.

"What is it that makes you so attractive?" You asked loudly to yourself.

"That's becaused it much more useful than your ass."

You huft in annoyance hearing his remarkable insult. He surely know how to destroy your already boring days.

"Oh, sure, i know that. I'm totally hopeless compared to your dearest Windex afterall. Why don't you dates it instead?" You retord annoyingly and walks to leave but he grab your arm.

"Is that sass i just heard?"

"No at all, Mr. Clean Freak. I just reflecting myself. Please don't bother your mighty self with this useless me."

"What kind of shit are you saying this time?"

"I dunno. A manifestation of my jealousy, maybe?"

"...Are you jealous of Windex, [Name]? Seriously?"

You shrugged your shoulders while pouting a little. He still staring, studying your feature as well carving you cute expression in his mind. This's the first time you ever shows your jealousy afterall.

After a while, he finally pulling you towards his body and hug you, kissing your forehead softly while murmurs, "stupid brat". You pinched his arm a little before resting your head on his chest.

"Right back at you. You and your stupid obsession over cleaning product."

"...I give you ten seconds to take that back."

"Err... Forgive me?"

"[Name]..."

"Then... I love you too?"

"Tch! Annoying brat."

"Windex-obsessed old man."

"Stable duty for two weeks. Alone. No buts."

"Ouch."