Chapter 80

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I must have spent at least half a hour or longer rummaging through our clothes trying to find something suitable to wear. But the only thing available was a pair of Levi's sweats. And I definitely wasn't going to wear those down in front of everyone.

Shrugging my shoulders I grab the table next to me to pull myself up.

"Looks like he's shit out luck because I don't have anything." Making my way to the office door and into the hallways.

I figured I'd go to check up on Kaneki before meeting up with the rest. I could hear the loud belching and laughing as the party went on downstairs.

Turing a corner I make my way to Hanges room where Kaneki and some of the other kids had collected for the night.

Sneaking a glimpse I can see him glued to the same girl from the cafeterias hip, glaring at the other two boys in the room as they spoke to her. Knowing his possessiveness much like his fathers would cause issues later on in his life, or at least make things difficult, I sigh.

"Oh boy. He's definitely his fathers son." Rolling my eyes I make my way downstairs.

Rounding the last corner and stepping into the Mess hall I slam into a tall figure almost causing me to go tumbling downwards.

I could hear people's breathing stop as they watched in horror. Someone screamed out for me, Hange maybe?

It didn't matter inches before I could make contact with the floor the person I had slammed into had somehow managed to catch me. Grabbing ahold of one of my wrist I feel my body being violently yanked into someone's arms. I could feel immediate pain shoot up my arm from where the person has yanked to hard.

"Told ya. I'll always catch you. You uncoordinated dork." Michaelson hummed into my hair as he still had me pulled close.

"Uht oooo, the daddy dosnt look to happy." Michaelson teased and immediately removed his arms from around me but not yet stepping back, keeping himself close to me.

"I thought we had a understanding, or was I wrong about that?" Levi had snaked his arm around my waist slowly and gently pulling me into his protective embrace. He brought his lips to my forehead. He smelt like liquor. I probably wouldn't have noticed if it weren't for my heightened senses, and the fact that he was holding a full glass of whiskey.

"We do. I'd just rather face the beating you'd give to me for touching. Then the one you would have given to me if she were to have fallen, Captain." Michaelson nodded at Levi never looking down at me before excusing himself.

Levi began to guide me to the captains table where Hange was a drunken mess wailing on about the lack of Titans and how she won't have any to do her research on.

"And I thought I told you not to wear that skirt." Levi's lips pressed to my forehead again pulling me in front of him now with his free hand.

"Levi... I'm pregnant.. this is the only thing that still kind of fits me." I roll my eyes at him as he continues to guide me to the table. I rested my head on his shoulder, looking up at him. I knew Levi was a beautiful man but something about tonight made even more obvious.

He was wearing a white button up with his black suit jacket, some nice slacks. His hair was nicely slicked down. His face was cleanly shaved, jaw clenched tightly. He looked like he had been getting better sleep these days. The bags were still there but not nearly as bad.

"You know I love you right?" I give him puppy dog eyes as I admire his beauty.

He stopped us only a few feet away from the table.

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