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❀ — fluff, slight fluff.

♜ — angst, slight angst.

☻ — nsfw, slight nsfw.

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Sad moment but do you think Levi thinks of his mama from time to time... like an occasional thought about her and the memories he has ;-;

levi internally sighed when he saw the sight.

(y/n) curled in a ball, their head buried in their knees and hands shielding their head. Levi tilted his head almost in amusement; the corners of his lips curved into a small smile.

How cute, he thought.

he shook his head before placing his hand gently on his partners head. thunder rumbled shortly after, making (y/n) quiver.

Timidly, they looked up at him with a sheepish smile. Levi clicked his tongue observing the environment.

a little fort was built with books, blankets and pillows around the living room. The power had been cut off — much to Levi’s ‘enjoyment’ — from the thunder storm.

“Levi do you want to come in?” (Y/n) asked innocently, their eyes glued to his face.

His mouth gaped open before he looked around the living room, debating between his lovers childish offer and the mess around him.

Another strike of thunder echoed through the apartment, sending (Y/n) diving under another blanket.

Levi glanced back. Part of his heart ached and carefully as he could, he parted himself in between the blankets protected by the chair.

he was surprised, the fort was quite roomy. A torch from the cupboards was placed in the centre, allowing glimpses of light into the fortress. He leaned against the wall as he glanced to his left.

Levi would have found it somewhat distasteful but debated against picking on (y/n).

(Y/n) lifted the blanket; surprised but instinctively they drew themselves close to Levi’s side. Levi looped his arm around them, pressing (y/n) closer to his chest.

The scent of fresh rain sat on his coat; the small tangy smell of brewing coffee followed. The coffee cups he had ordered before returning home, laid on the kitchen table. Untouched.

Another strike of lightning hit the ground making (Y/n) jump into Levi. Wrapping their legs around his waist and arms around his neck, glued like a bug.

Surprised by the sudden entanglement, Levi sighed. Gently placing his hand behind (Y/n)’s head, he pulled them closer.

He wasn’t commonly known to initate contact but in situations like so, he allowed it once. Only his touch seemingly soothed his partners fears.

Queitly ushering them to listen to him as heavy rain poured outside. He felt (Y/n) melt into his arms. His nose dug into their head, inhaling the fresh smell of shampoo. Much to his delight.

After some steady silence, (y/n)’s mind slowly pondered.

“How did you get home so early?”

Levi felt a cold sweat. Refusing to allow himself to tell the truth, he cleared his throat.

“I just did” he replied bluntly.

(Y/n) nodded digging their head further into his neck. Levi internally sighed.

Levi felt some flattery. His little person protected by him from the big, threatening thunder.

when will the damn power be back on, Levi thought to himself.

When Levi saw the drizzle of rain appear on the windows at the coffee shop, panic surged through him. He didn’t display it but coherently the sound of thunder meant trouble.

Instantly he was off in a dash, using his coat as a shield from the rain. His heels clicked against the footpath, rain soaking his coat. He didn’t care in the moment, right now he knew (Y/n) needed him.

would they be sobbing, hiding under the table again? he wasn’t too sure and prominently was praying (y/n) hadn’t hurt themselves from fright.

Fumbling and cursing with the apartment keys, Levi pushed passed the door. The lights were off and he felt the sense of relief to hear (y/n) call after him.

Eren

Jean

Connie

Levi

Armin

Erwin

pov: you ask these three to help you move furniture. it’s now 10:30 at night and they’re doing this.

the trotting of horses could be heard just before the villages entry. the sun had barely hit the afternoon; children were either mindlessly playing games on the street or working in the field. A heatwave was predicted to arrive somewhere in between now and later on.

The scout regiment had been ordered to help nearby villages in rebuilding or farming under the orders of Erwin — another ulterior tactic to increase scout recruitment. Yet this village had become a favoured visiting and resting ground for the scouts.

Levi mumbled curses whilst heading towards the normal barnyards the horses were kept in. Despite it’s shabby and run-down apperance; it had upheld perfection and some cleanliness regardless of it's stench.

(y/n) watched closely from the well. Her hands timidly holding onto the rope, heaving the bucket up. beads of sweat forming on the edges of her face – possibly the worst time of the day to be out doing chores. (y/n) didn't mind however; it's all worth it.

Levi shook his head declining the offer the barnyard keeper had insisted previously. He jumped off of his saddle, leading the stallion into the barn.

(Y/n) bit her lip, eagerly studying the raven-haired male from behind. Each visit had became more interesting – (y/n)’s heart, as she would describe, would jump in and out of her chest. Her hands would sweat and she could feel every fibre in her body explode whenever the pair connected stares.

Much to her disappointment, these intriguing visits had only did so little between (y/n)’s fascination with Levi. Her mouth would dry up and her body would act on it’s own, taking leaps into the opposite direction Levi would walk.

“You might as well call yourself a stalker!” Her mother would yell.

(Y/n)’s hands slipped when Levi disappeared from her vision. The rope between her hands had sped up and in return gave a ghastly rashburn on her palms. (Y/n) yelled, cursing before grasping the rope again. She heaved again, bringing fourth the bucket of water to the stone edge of the well.

Her palms beginning to blister and droplets of sweat plummeting into the bucket of water.

She peered back to the barnyard and had briefly caught Levi strolling away, heading towards the castle reserved for the scouts. She sighed, knowing well enough that would likely be the last time she would see him before the next visit.

“Damn you” she muttered to the well before peering at her hands.

In annoyance, (y/n) winced grabbing the bucket. trotting back home.

Levi could feel her intense stare from behind. He waited a little longer than before, preparing for her arrival. Had she not stuck out like a sore thumb, Levi wouldn’t have bothered with his longevity appearances.

Before entering the village, Hange spoke about the small crush Levi had on the village girl. Thus naming the village as “Levi’s favourite place in the world” — much to his disagreement.

“I bet she’ll be waiting for you at the well again” Hange teased.

Levi clicked his tongue, shoving his comerades head out of his face. Hange however was not wrong. Levi cursed when he saw (y/n) approaching the well.

Her hair was messily tied behind her, with strands hastily glued to her face. Levi noted that despite her sloppy apperance — mud stains on her dress and hay resting in her hair — she possessed a beautiful face. In spite of knowing little of this mysterious woman.

Yet he found himself silently enjoying the way she would crinkle her nose in between quarrels with market merchants or at times would glance between her work and the sky. Eyes glossed over, she would slowly reach her hand above like she was a bird gliding to the clouds.

A precious yet stubborn woman, he thought.

As he lead his horse into the barnyard he couldn’t help but peer back to the well. Being hidden behind the large doors gave him an advantage to watch (y/n) from afar. Her face winced in pain once she realised she had let go of the rope.

Levi chuckled.

Her eyes glistened with determination as her arms pulled the rope and bucket of water to the edge of the well. her hair glued to her face as the sun belt on her. Levi stared in awe.

he didn’t want to interrupt her chores and knew it was probably best for now to maintain the distance between them. as his mind was starting to draw inappropriate scenes between the two. Cursing to himself Levi walked away.

before entering the gates of the castle, Levi and (y/n) both took one last glance. Her small, disheveled figure stood on the route to her home as Levi stood still on the hill.

For the first time their eyes met and (y/n) could feel the similar sensation take place in her chest. Hastily turning away and starting her walk home, (y/n)’s mind could only recount to today’s events. She mumbled curses as her mind further lead astray.

Levi muttered another curse. His face turning away from the sun. Pink had slightly dusted across his cheeks as he mumbled more curses.

“Stupid crush” he murmured.

S/o reaction to Levi’s new hair! [Levi x Reader].

– Summary: Levi stumbled across (Y/n) laying on a hill. It was a long time ago when they onced had felt the same as before.

– Warning: Angst, fluff included.

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Soft whistles of the wind wavered through the air. It was like a small, soft whisper that bended through the green hills. The walls casted a giant shadow that slowly inched by as the sun readied across the horizon. It was still the afternoon and the birds chirped quietly.

Levi threw the rope and tied the ropes around the tree. The stallion huffed and whined as Levi finished tying, turning he patted the horses head. Mumbling a few gentle words that eventually tamed the horses nature. Gently Levi left his hand from his loyal pets face and wondered around the tree and could see legs comfortably positioned on top of each other.

He rolled his eyes but silently approached the figure lying in the grass. Spring had just begun and daises appeared everywhere. Levi sent a small disgruntled noise, awakening (Y/n) from a deep thought.

(Y/n)’s arms were thrown behind their head and had shifted their body into a more relaxed state. Though their physical apperance looked like it was in a collected trance, (y/n)’s eyes casted a different look. A very dark and deep in thought look that opposed their trance. Levi skeptically studied their face before (y/n) rolled to their side sparing a glance at him.

“Are you going to sit down?”

Levi hesitated for a moment. His eyes darted between the empty space of grass beside (y/n) and then back to them. He could’ve buckled down and done it had there been a layer of protection between him and the muddy ground. (Y/n) noted,

“Just use my coat” they pointed towards the small pile up of their clothes sitting idly on a stump nearby.

Levi scoffed rejecting the offer before placing his scout coat before the ground. Slowly he placed himself ontop, frequently shifting around to gain more comfort. (Y/n) sent a soft smile before turning back to the sky they were before watching. Levi’s hands clasped as his arms sat ontop of his legs. His eyes inspected the scenery as both individuals sat in silence.

“Thank you for sparing some time for me” (y/n) mumbled, their eyes suddenly inspecting the tiny bug on the side. “I know how busy you are”.

Levi scoffed but felt some sense of appreciation melt into his body like a warm ooze. There was so little time that was spent between these two. Occasional night trips and tedious glances towards each other was the most they could ever have.

Maybe it was because with Erwin’s and their fellow comerades death they both had drifted into a different world before. Both in different states of grief. And with the scout regiment taking a greater toll with Erwin’s recent and last gamble, Levi became more immersed into his line of work. And with the remaining few, it was only timely before they all had to venture out of safety again. Venture into the mouths that would eat them.

“I can’t remember a time where it was just like this” (Y/n) mumbled breaking the silence, “seemed so long ago”.

“Yes it does” Levi paused, turning his head he watched (Y/n) close their eyes.

(Y/n) opened their eyes, gazing into the clouds that flowed above them. Their hand slowly reached out as if to grasp them in mid air. Levi watched intently knowing this was a way (Y/n) could express part of their thoughts. Their hand slowly coiled back to their chest when they realised everything was too far away.

Levi leaned back his hands fidiling with the grass behind him. His eyes glossed over as he thought about his friends who had long passed. Where did the time go, he thought.

(Y/n) watched in awe, Levi was always stoic and serious and in glimpses like this. They could witness a more vulnerable Levi. But they couldn’t blame him, this line of work was horrific and it wasn’t entirely his fault when he suddenly shut them out. There was a timeframe and a thought of a wedding years earlier, Levi was once reluctant about it. (Y/n) smiled at the spring of the memory. But then Furlan and Isabel’s death transformed him into a much distant person and eventually the idea was cut loose. (Y/n) still knew the love between the two had remained, it survived even after all these years. Even after all their families and friends unfortunate endings.

Levi’s eyes studied the clouds as they morphed into various shaped. He noted that (Y/n) had stopped pushing for the idea of a wedding years ago after the death of his family. He knew he had become withdrawn and the flamboyant appearances deep in the night had stopped. (Y/n) wasn’t one to overstep, alike Levi they understood others take time and needed space.

“Do you think they know?” (Y/n) asked as they gazed back to the blue sky, their eyes glossed over in thought.

Levi turned his head to (y/n). The way they were positioned made his heart hammer into his chest. The fresh daises decorated around them as stands of (y/n)’s hair softly laid against the grass like roots from a tree. Their mouths partially opened as their eyes occasionally fluttered shut. Their nose slightly tinged red and their skin had radiated the sunlight off of them. It was like reliving the first moment Levi knew it was love. Their eyes connected and (Y/n) patiently awaited an answer.

“Yeah I think they know” Levi replied, his hand reached out slowly toying the strands of (y/n)’s hair.

Satisfied with his reply (y/n) went back to gazing. Their mind felt as though it was cleared from the misery and despair. Like a boat finally sailing after a terrible storm.

Levi saw the change in (y/n)’s body and understood they had felt better with his reply. Losing Farlan and Isabel might’ve cause friction between the two for a while yet they both knew it was timely before they would be back into each other’s arms, whispering sweet things again.

“If i die Levi. Don’t worry much about where you bury me” (Y/n) muttered, “and don’t beat yourself up about it”.

Levi nodded his head yet had still felt the slice of fear cut into him. (Y/n) was brilliant. They were swift and light in all missions. It took after a few close ones for Levi to finally stop worrying about their safety but the fear still lingered in the back of his mind.

(Y/n)’s hand reached for Levi’s hand bringing him forth from his thoughts. It didn’t surprise him. Their hands slowly enclapsed together, fingers woven together precisely. (Y/n) sent a warm smile.

A comfortable silence overcame them and it was though the world of misery, pain and death had washed behind them for a minute. This was only just a small portion of their freedom they had used.

A memory that will slowly be reflected back on in the deepest of nights.

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