Blue and White - Levi Fanfiction

Extra - The Book of Emi Part I

Context: Emiko's decided her relationship is ready for her to bring him home to meet her parents. It goes about how you'd expect. Or does it?

(Requested by: FuckablePanCakes

Part I of Request.

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When Emi fished her spare key out of her pocket, it was with shaky hands and an unsettled heart. The keys, once free from her pocket, jingled with the force of her shaking. She held her wrist with her free hand. She had to get a hold of herself!

Goodness. When did she ever get this nervous? She could count on one hand how many times she'd gotten this nervous. She could count on fewer fingers how many times she'd let those nerves show in her movements and in her face. The instances were so few and far between that she always forgot how strange it made her feel.

She hated it. How did she have the strongest parents in this damned world and yet she still had the ability to get nervous?

Ridiculous. Completely, utterly ridiculous.

Emiko took a deep breath in and released it slowly through her mouth. She raised the correct key to the door and unlocked it, stepping inside as soon as she was able. This part she wasn't nervous about. It was what was to come later that she was nervous about.

She slipped her feet from their shoes and left them in the entryway before venturing further into the apartment. "Elias?"

"I'm in the bedroom," Elias called back. He didn't even need to specify that much. Just saying hello would clue her in to which direction his voice came from and let her know exactly where he was. A smile found her face as she made her way to the room that she'd spent quite a bit of time in.

She and Elias had met at school, funnily enough. As students, they'd been little more than just acquaintances and classmates. At graduation, they were each merely simple "goodbye, and good luck's" that they said in passing while they went on to meet with their respective friends.

Only a few short months later, they'd bumped into each other – quite literally – while one was on their way to work while the other was rushing to get home one morning. Elias had been the one on the way to work. Emi technically was, if running errands for the shop counted as working.

She'd been off to get ingredients but had gotten caught up at the grocer after seeing one of her friends. She'd been rushing home, turned a corner, and... bumped right into Elias.

Perhaps it was simply the unfortunate result of momentum, or perhaps it was fate running its course, but Emi had fallen. And Elias, though it certainly wasn't his fault, had apologized profusely and hurried to help her up.

When they looked each other in the eyes and recognized each other, smiles bloomed on their faces and they got to talking about this, that, and the other thing. They talked about nothing in particular and yet somehow, they went on and on and on, catching up and having a good time.

They hadn't been friendly in school, not more than was necessary, but after that...

Well, love blossomed in a natural, perfect kind of way. Innocent dates rose in frequency, getting adventurous and carefree once the initial awkwardness faded away. It didn't matter what they did, because they clicked so naturally and beautifully that they had a good time no matter the occasion, no matter the setback.

That led to now. Their relationship was trusting and loving and strong, and now that things were getting more serious, as in they'd been dating for many months and neither could picture themselves with anyone else, they decided that maybe it was a good time to meet each other's family.