The Shift; Levi Ackerman X

IV

Victor spread his arms out, shaking as he awoke to the sun in his eyes. The light scent of roses wafted into his room. He sat up groaning. Levi was making tea again, it always waking him up too early and too late to go back to sleep. Vic grabbed his shirt, slipping it over his already wrapped chest.
Levi awaited him in the sofa with a spoon in his hand and a cup in the other. "Goodmorning Vittoria." Victor groaned again. The older chuckled as he brought the tea to his mouth.

"I really hate waking up to the same thing every day. Maybe you should mix it up a bit." Vic put his hands under the faucet, washing them and his face in the luke warm water. He could sense Levi watching him so he rushed, getting soap in his eye. "Goddamn it..." Victor snatched his towel. He huffed.

"You seem awfully angry this morning."

"Yeah, with rations so low right now with winter coming everyone's a little cranky right now. Other than you for some reason. You always have a stick up your ass."

Levi scoffed. "The only thing I have up my ass is you, brat."

Victor shrugged, pulling on his jacket. He tossed a glance out the kitchen window. Through the trees he could see a few people had stopped to smoke on the sides of the path, others beginning to head to the dining hall. Victor slid his boots on waiting for Levi to be ready himself. His mind began to wander.
It had been three months, nearly four, that Victor had been living in Levi's cabin. His birthday had just passed making him 17, completely legal to do whatever he wanted within the law. He shifted his feet as he heard Levi get up grom his seat, both heading to the door.

"You ready?"

"Yeah..."

Later that night, a few hours after dinner had ended, Victor lay reading, by the fireplace, a book Hange had lent him. He liked to wait for thr top meetings to end as Levi didn't get in until late into the night.
He began to find he was no longer sad or angry at everything, only with the repetition of the days. He wasn't over Leonna, he didn't think he could ever get over something like that. The Collosal titan had left him with things to do during the day, occasionally taking days to try and clear some of the straggling titans that make their way near wall Rose. Now, most of the time he spends his days brawling or reading, sometimes even taking others jobs of cleaning the garrison even tho he no longer lived inside. Levi seemed to really like that.
Victor appreciated Levi's kindness. In every extent that he reached out Victor reached back. They were symbiotic. Equals.

Vic set his book down with the placer set. He had feelings towards the Captain, not strong ones but the same he had felt towards Leonna when he was 15. He knew how soon it was to find another person so quickly, even if he there was nothing initiated it was wrong to fall for someone so fast. The age difference was a different problem. 7 years between them.
With that thought the door swung open, Levi entering with a bucket of white.

"Could you store this in the cellar?" He dropped it, the bucket packing a thud on the wooden floor.

"What is it?" Vic heaved it up, the matter inside seeming a little more yellow now that he was closer. "It smells like that tea you make." Levi laughed.

"It's soap. I had one of the cadets make it 'cause we were almost out."

Victor looked at it in shock. "Soap? How come I haven't seen you do this before?" He asked.

Levi shrugged, kicking off his boots and setting them by the door. He grabbed the broom. "I usually do it myself but Erwin had me doing more important inquiries today. I had him infuse the tea leaves so it smelled better." He peeked over the couch. "Be careful, it isn't set."
Victor moved the rug aside to lift the hatch, cold air whooshing from the dark opening. He too the candle that sat on the table to see where he was going, setting the bucket of soap beside a shelf of dusty wine. Hearing a creak he panicked, running up the stairs and slamming the cellar door shut. Levi glared at him.

"Sorry... That was creepy as shit." He laughed nervously, Levi mumbling something under his breath startling Victor. "Uhm, what?

"Nothing. Go to bed."

Victor rolled the rug down, opening his door before looking back to Levi. "Goodnight."
Morning came, pounding on Victors door awakening him quickly. He vaulted from his bed opening the door to see Levi holding his tea and a bowl of oatmeal. "What time is it? Did i miss breakfast?" Levi shook his head.

"No, I brought it to you. I talked to Erwin and we're taking a day of. You haven't had one since long before wall Maria." He pivoted and walked to the table, setting the bowl and cup on one side, sitting on the other. Victor followed with his palms over his eyes, yawning. "Eat it before it's cold." Victor sat taking the spoon in his hand.

"You didn't make tea this morning."

Levi took a sip of his tea before sighing. "I decided to let you sleep in. Is that a bad thing?" He crossed his leg over the other, bouncing his leg anxiously. Victor reluctantly ate a few spoonfuls of the oats before wincing from the bittersweet flavor he despised. The one thing he couldn't stand to eat was warm, wet oats. He gagged as he swallowed the rest of it.

"Oh my god, it's disgusting. How can you eat this sludge?" He pushed the bowl away.

Levi rolled his eyes. "You act like you've never been poor." He pushed up from his seat, the belts around his feet clicking on the floor on his way into his room. "I went you to come with me to town. We dong have any duvet's for winter and unless you want to sleep in the den bundled up with me, we should get some." Victor could hear him shuffle a bit, hearing Levi remove his straps and the clunk of them hitting the floor. Vic moved to the sink to wash the bowl his ears focused on the sound of Levi's clothes being removed. He held his breath to listen in, shutting the water off and glancing to look past the half open door into his housemates room. He could hear the blood rushing through his head as he turned around fully to watch half of Levi's broad figure pull clothing from a dresser at the end of his bed.

Victors eyes trailed down the muscles of Levi's shoulders to the dimples of his lower back, even going as low to his taut thighs half covered by his underwear. Vic shook his head, turning back around to look out the kitchen window. He exhaled with the feelings from below rising back to his brain. "What the fuck..." He muttered under his breath. He tugged his pajama pants down a little before realising they were a little damp. He groaned, rushing to his room to remove his underwear, tossing them in the hamper and changing into a new pair and some day pants. He looked at his chest, realizing he fell asleep with his binding on, the tuck between hus arm and ribs loosened from his sleep. He reached up his shirt pulling it, the long cloth falling out. He put his palms over his breasts trying to sooth the ache. He hadn't gone bare in a while, only removing his binding when alone.

"Vittoria?"

He looked to his closed door, opening it to peak out. "What? I'm getting dressed." He blinked taking in Levi's black turtleneck and brown pants. "I'll, uh, I'll be right out." He nearly slammed the door, looking to his wooden chest open in the corner. He ran his hands through the small amount of clothes putting on his boots and the only long sleeve shirt on before exiting with his winter coat draped over his arm.

"Are you ready to go?" Levi asked as he pulled his boots up. Vic nodded, moseying behind Levi to the stables. "A few of the horses were taken to the west for grooming and fresh shoes. Ugh..." He fussed with the strap on his horse, finally pulling it tight. "Phocus was one of them, so you're going to have to take one of the others."
Victor sighed, treading over to the back where Kurt and Graham's horses were kept. Nina, Graham's gorgeous silver toned mare was the only other horse he had ridden. She was gentle unless you weren't but Phocas was Victors baby. He was 6 years old, bred on the northern side of Wall Sina with the Kings horses. He looked similar to the others but was the only horse with spots on his arse.

Vic placed his hand between Nina"s eyes. "Heyy, girl. You remember me?" Nina snorted, shaking her head of the flies. Vic took his chance to enter her stall, calmly getting her saddle ready. Levi walked his horse over, both of them peeking into the stall where Victor strapped Nina up. Levi scrunched his nose at the sight of the dung spread around.

"You take your time, I'm gonna call Merio in to clean this shit up."