Of Teacups and a Quill. [Levi Ackerman]

Misadventures

Genre: Angst.

"Was she great?"

Your voice sounded like a turmoil in Levi's ears. His lips twitched in annoyance, fists clenched immensely as he sighed, pushing you aside to make room for him along the doorway. Gone was the affection you grew fond of. He's gone cold.

"D-did you love it better when you fucked?" You interrogated.

A ton of questions generated chaos in your mind as emotions betrayed you. Salty, warm tears immediately fell from your eyes as pain engulfed your system. He promised. He vowed not to hurt you.

Since when did you fall apart?

"More than I should."