𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙞𝙩𝙖𝙣 𝙛𝙖𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣
in a desperate attempt to get away from your obsessive ex-boyfriend, you strike an unlikely deal with student council president levi ackerman. known for his cold and untouchable aura, he's a man rumo...
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A HAND TO HOLD
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levi's apartment
"levi, where are the mattress toppers? i'm changing the bedsheets!" you called from the top of the staircase, the hem of your boyfriend's oversized tee swaying against your thighs.
it didn't take long for him to appear, climbing the steps with seamless grace, a wooden tray balanced in one hand. steam curled from a teapot, two cups resting beside it. levi barely spared you a glance, nodding toward the bedroom.
"in the bed drawers. dirty covers go in the red basket."
"got it!"
you disappeared into the chamber, and the president trailed behind, setting the tray down near the window. as he poured the amber liquid into your cups, the soothing scent of something earthly filled the room.
that was, until you bent over to grab fresh sheets.
the ends of his shirt, now yours, lifted just enough to reveal a sliver of white lace hugging the curve of your ass, and levi nearly scalded himself.
his fingers jerked, the teapot clanking against the tray a little too forcefully.
"h-here, drink this." he shoved a cup toward you, eyes averted to anywhere but you."before you...do that."
you accepted it, cluelessly, settling onto the bed. the ceramic was warm against your palms, grounding you. across from you, levi perched stiffly in his chair, monitoring you a little too intently. you looked effortlessly tempting in his clothes, coiled up against his sheets as if you belonged there.
when you noticed this, when you smiled like you had him figured out, levi pivoted away, feigning nonchalance like a thief caught mid-heist.
you didn't tease him for it, though. instead, you sipped your tea, enjoying the rare sight of your usually composed boyfriend unravelling.
by your third sip, levi had teleported beside you. a brief brush of his lips against your temple, and he withdrew just as quickly, relapsing into his usual restraint.
