"You should've seen the poor guy's face..! And when I say poor, I mean literally; We'll see if he has anything to scrap together for the next month's payment!"

Whole table erupted into a loud laughter― Everyone except you, who were too busy staring at the empty beer pint in front of you.

"Hey, [f/n]!" Emmett called for you across the table. He tried to keep up his cheery, carefree act, but you could tell that your lack of approval― or interest whatsoever― towards his humor was displeasing him more than he let it show. Overall, Emmett was quite a nice looking guy; That untamed honey-blond hair combined to a pair of bright blue eyes and chiseled face-features were more than enough to drive the regiment girls crazy, not forgetting his broad-shouldered build. Looks were deceiving, though. "Why so gloomy? C'mon, we're here to have fun after a long day, not to sit in the corner and sulk!" He sneered before chugging down the rest of his pint with a single gulp.

"What? Oh, no, I'm not gloomy―" Flashing on the most convincing smile possible, you leaned back on your chair in a relaxed manner. "I'm just tired, that's all. I guess I've had a couple too many beers~" To be honest, you were bored as hell. Spending the whole night in a dirty pub and getting wasted wasn't exactly your favorite way to spend the little free time you had, especially when the company was what is was… But you'd do what you had to keep up the appearances; In the military police, you had to know who to smile to or your life could quickly get unpleasant― Ever since your rookie days you had made it clear you were no pushover whatsoever, but that alone wouldn't be enough to keep your ass out of trouble. If all the other commanding officers went out for drinks every other weekend, so did you. Emmett opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted by one of his friends.

"Psst, Emmett..! You'll never guess who's here..!" His friend snickered, nodding at the corner table across the room.

"Scout regiment bastards..!" Emmett muttered under his breath as he scowled at the unexpected visitors. People were low on trust with the military at the moment― It wasn't a surprise that the government threw all the blame on scout regiment, and this far most of the folk were buying it. Of course, this was only an excuse for military police officers like Emmett to use every given chance to throw more shit at them. Military police and scout regiment had never been in too good terms anyways, but now only being under the same roof seemed to be enough to reach the boiling point.

"They have a lot of nerve to show their faces here..! Especially after their latest mission…" One of your fellow officers said quietly, eyes also nailed on the figures across the room. They couldn't continue their quiet grumbles and venomous glares for long when only after a few minutes their targets stood up to leave― The look Emmett's face told you he was up to no good, and sure enough he stood up at the very moment the scout regiment members had made their leave; Everyone except one.

"Oh crap..!" You felt a twist in your stomach when you realized who Emmett was marching towards to: "That's-"

"Captain Levi Ackerman!" Emmett, now back in his forced cheerful act, had already made his way to the bar counter with couple of his friends, standing obviously too close to comfort of the Scout regiment Captain. "What a surprise to see you here." He smirked viciously. Captain Levi, instead, didn't say a word, barely even acknowledging Emmett's presence in any way. Throwing a couple coins on the counter to pay his group's tab, he just turned away to leave― This made the grin quickly fade from Emmett's face, now replaced with an annoyed frown. "Not even a hello? C'mon… You don't want us to think you're some kind of a douché, do you?" He snapped as he grabbed onto Levi's shoulder and spun him back towards him in a rough manner. "I just wanted to have a nice chat, that's all."

"What's your problem?" Levi finally spoke up, still refusing to look at the troublemaker in the eye. The bar was dead silent at this point, all eyes on the duo.

"What's my problem?!" Emmett's eyes widened in both anger and surprise. "My problem is that your regiment consists of delusional, suicidal bastards..! If you want to play outside the wall so bad, be my guest… But I'm sick and tired that we're wasting all the taxpayer's money on your one-way field trips!"

"Makes sense." Raven haired man stated quietly. "For you to be so worried about the tax money, that is." He finally lifted his gaze, now staring Emmett dead in the eye with the coldest look you had ever seen. "But I guess there's always enough to fill your pockets, right?"

"You little-!" You could only see Emmett swung his fist towards the Captain, but the next thing you knew was a loud crack and Emmett's ass on the floor; He didn't get up from the ground, knocked out cold by a single hit. His gang just stood around him mouths open and dumbfounded, simply too shocked to go after Captain Levi who just marched out of the pub. As the door closed behind him, the whole pub erupted into a ruckus, everyone still unable to believe what just had happened. You had waited for an opportunity to make your leave, so you didn't need to think twice before taking your chance and slipping out as well before the dust would settle.

Outside you were greeted by a chilly night air and silent streets. Despite the coldness, you took a minute to sort your thoughts before heading back to MP headquarters; A bar fight between Commanding Officer Emmett and Captain Levi? "Has the world gone mad..?" You sighed, wrapping your jacket tighter around yourself as you made your way down the cobblestone path. "Emmett's always been an asshole, but this is getting out of hand..." You couldn't even reach the main street when you already to halted― For your surprise, you found Captain Levi just outside the gate, leaning against the stonewall. He didn't seem to notice you at first, but quickly straightened his posture when your eyes met.

"Goddamnit… Just leave me the fuck alone, alright?" He snapped at you, tottering quite a bit as he took a step back. "But if your friend wants more, there's a lot where that came from― I'm so fed up with your shit-"

"What?" You finally managed to open your mouth, stunned by his words. His attitude towards you wasn't really a surprise, though; You were a military police officer, after all. "I'm not here to fight, if that's what you mean..!" Pausing for a moment, you lowered your gaze and nervously shifted weight from a feet to other. You really felt bad about how Emmett and the others had acted― Looking back at it, you should've stood up and done something about it... Now all you could do was to apologize. You hadn't planned on what you were going to say― being slightly intoxicated didn't help the situation, either― and standing there under his intense gaze made you suddenly feel surprisingly embarrassed about the whole situation. Levi seemed to notice this, letting his guard down a notch. "I'm sorry. I really am." You finally continued, still keeping your gaze down. "They are real idiots, Emmett and the others… especially Emmett; He got it coming, if you ask me." Snickering a bit at your own words, you glanced up at Levi who had been quietly listening you.

"Oh. Well that's good, then." Regiment captain mumbled under his breath, quickly breaking the eye contact as if he was now the embarrassed one. "I guess I should've… I… I-"

You had seen many things in your life, but witnessing the glorious sight of humanity's strongest soldier puking all over the street was something new. You knew he was drunk, but hadn't expected him to be this wasted― Guess he had masked it pretty well earlier, even landing such a precise punch in Emmett's ugly mug!

"Um… Are you alright?" You asked cautiously as you slowly walked up to him, looking out for any more barf attacks. He couldn't even stand still without tottering, so you carefully took a hold onto his arm to make sure he wouldn't fall face first into his own vomit. His body tensed when you touched him, but he didn't protest either. "Let's call it a day, okay? Come on, I'll take you to bed." You highly doubted that he could get to the scout regiment base by himself in that condition― It wouldn't be too much of a detour for you to walk him there on your way to the military police HQ, and you kinda felt like you owned that to him. "... What?" You frowned when Levi gave you a weirded out look, as if you had suggested something very out of place.

"Well… sure." He raised his eyebrow, still measuring you with his gaze. "Yeah, why not…"

"To your bed, I mean!" Your face instantly flushed red when you realized what he must be thinking. "I didn't-"

"I guess that works too." Not listening to your explanations, he nudged himself away from your grasp and began slowly and surely tottering down the street. "Let's get going, then― And no, I don't need help if that's what *hiccup* you're thinking."

"No, I didn't mean that we- Gah, whatever… Suit yourself." You rolled your eyes, being very less than convinced by his performance. "And by the way… the scout regiment base is in this direction!"