Levi x Reader one shots

Kingdom come (enemy2lover)

Stop yelling....

It seemed as if the booms of the blasts and shouting of comrades was all that could be heard on muffled ears.

Have you no respect? I'm trying to sleep...

Another went off just to your right, quickly followed by the spitting of ammunition. You couldn't even feel the debris jab it's way into your skin. All you felt was tired.

Just five minutes..

Your hand slowly drifted to your abdomen in an attempt to get into a position comfortable to sleep. Idiotic, right?

Upon doing so, your fingers dipped into something warm.

Oh

You seemed to completely forget that you were at war. Or rather, you didn't care.

You'd always thought that your final moments would be full of pain and agony. So why did it feel calm? Why did it just feel like a nap after a long day? A long nap.

It only took a few moments for your thoughts to be replaced by a new focus. You were beginning to regain some of your feeling and weren't as fond of the possibly fatal wound in your abdomen.

Turns out the feeling of a caliber tearing through your flesh and tissue was not calming in any way, shape, or form.

Your laying position on the dirt wasn't the most comfortable as debris was continuously flung at your wounded form.

Finally gaining some energy, you checked your surroundings. The battleground was littered with the bodies of soldiers from both sides, Rescue K9's walked the field providing assistance to either side, few cowards remain hidden in the trenches, and every corner was blast by grenades or heavy machinery. The only sign of normality your received was from the dark, gloomy clouds, allowing you to guess it would rain soon.

All of this was because of a war that your parents had put you in. Their life long enemy had become yours on the day of their passing.

You remembered the day your fathers squad returned from a mission without him. They all avoided you as you questioned them on the whereabouts of your father, seeing as he wasn't with them. No response. Your caretaker had told you he was alive and well, simply resting elsewhere. However, this only lasted for a week before you overheard his death he announced to the rest of the kingdom.

My mother never spoke to me after that day. Instead, she had her private guards train me in combat. The day she died, I was left to finish what they started. Especially the conflict with the Ackerman kingdom.

It's not like you didn't hate the guy. You did. He was the cause of your fathers death. The reason your mother practically abandoned you to the guards before she followed suit. It was all Commander Ackerman's fault.

So unfair. By the age of 19, you were at never ending conflict with a man 6-7 years older than you. Much more combat experience on his end. Now you're 20 and, irrevocably, doomed to fail.

For once, silence broke you from your thoughts. There were no longer any blasts. No gunfire, no screams and shouts of comrades and enemies falling to the ground. Just silence.

That's nice. Now you could find your mother and father in peace.

Goodbye, may our kingdoms never cross again- oh for walls sake.