Detective Levi x Reader - Vintage fic

Chapter Twenty Seven - Slightly hung over

I went straight to bed as soon as I got home, too exhausted from everything. I told my parents I felt sick, probably from something I ate during the trip. They wanted to have mr. Jaeger come over to give me some medicine, but I refused and asked to just rest.

I call in sick from work by the morning. I stay in bed, calming down my thoughts. I could talk to Sasha, but it wouldn't be right to expose Levi's past when he took so long to trust in me to know about it.

It's weird to wake up alone. The bed feels colder now that there's only me. I embrace myself with the sheets, my heart aching with loneliness.

I already miss Levi's touch so much.

Now that my mind is clearing, I begin feeling terribly guilty for leaving him when he needed me the most. I had promised him we wouldn't be apart. Ever.

He was right. I did say beautiful things to him and took it back in seconds, simply because he didn't have the life I'd expected.

The thing is: Was I willing to risk losing the love of my life because of his past?

And yes, I could never understand what he went through. I always had a good home, good clothes, even them not being luxurious. I never felt afraid during the night or wondered if I'd have something to eat the next day.

This was not his life anymore. His life, and what ours would look like together, was exactly what I experienced during the weekend: long walks, going to the tea shop. Reading together at night. Making love in the morning. Just a calm, routine life. Getting to travel and going to plays every now and then.

I start getting up. I've been so stupid, how could I risk to throw this away?

I dress up quickly, thinking where will I find Levi. Would he be at work? Did I leave him so heartbroken he stayed at the hotel?

No, Levi's not as weak as me. He must be at the factory.

I get out of the house. I can only hope he will forgive me.

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My mind is slow and distant this morning, no wonder why. I have my black tea in front of me, which I barely touched. Hange is staring at me, obviously picking my terrible mood and wanting to ask about it, but she respects my space. I bet she can tell by my eyes that it's something serious and has to do with Y/N. Hange knows me too well.

I dwell on last night's events, wondering how I could have said things differently, thinking that I should have apologized to her and held her, not letting her go without talking it through.

I'm still a terrible player at love. But she is my fiancée. She's the love I felt through touches, actions and words. I can't simply let her slip through my fingers like that. I need to think of a way to get her back.

I start feeling brave and regaining my confidence when Armin knocks on the office's door. I know it's him by the way he gently knocks three times on the wood. His blond head comes in, shutting the door behind him:

"Is it today?"

Hange nods at him and it takes me seconds to realize what he's talking about.

Annie's house. I was so worried about my engagement that I forgot we were breaking into her house. I gave Hange permission to pass on the plan to Armin. We would need him to keep an eye on Annie in the factory.

"We're still doing it, right, Levi?"

"Sure. We'll get this done with, right now".

"Right now?" Armin asks, sounding nervous.