Levi x Reader Oneshots

Nightly (Levi x Reader)

The pale crescent moon shone like a smile that brightened the night sky. Stars twinkling endlessly across the cloud-filled view up above, it was a moment to relax, to recline, and most importantly, sleep. Being cadets of the Survey Corps took a lot of dedication, thus, dedicating your hearts meant losing sleep. Many cadets were sleep-deprived, even a certain Corporal was drained and tired. But, for this one time, when titans were low and the expeditions were going on without many casualties, to lay your head softly against the pillow, covered in the warmth of the covers was bliss.

You were walking along the corridors, and as every night goes, you went into the rooms of the cadets you and Levi supervised - the 104th Cadet Corps, and wish them a good night. Once you entered the girl's corridor, you saw Mikasa sleeping soundlessly on her bed, with Sasha right beside her on her own bed. Smiling, you made your way to Sasha first and lifting her bangs up, you leaned in to plant a feather-like kiss to her forehead. The moment you pulled away, you chuckled under your breath when you saw her 'chew' something within her mouth. Perhaps she was dreaming about food.

Turning around, you kneeled down and brushed past Mikasa's hair, and just as you gave Sasha her nightly kiss, you planted one for Mikasa. Your heart warmed when you saw her show a small smile, making you feel proud and content. Slowly, you exited the room. It felt too warm, too full of love that you might as well suffocate in it.

Next, you went to the boy's corridor, entering into the room that kept Armin safe from cadets bothering him when he wanted to read, and Eren from when Jean wanted to start a fight. Your eyes landed on Armin covered by his blanket, snuggling like a little child when the night breeze gave a gentle brush past his skin. As for Eren, his stomach showed, with his body in a contorted manner and blanket all messily spread around his body.

You tended to Armin first. You pushed the window down, just enough so that the wind wouldn't make him too cold, and good enough that he wouldn't overheat himself with how tightly he was wrapping the covers around himself. Then, you brushed past his blonde bangs. Leaning forward, you kissed his forehead. He shifted afterward and snuggled into the comfort of his covers once more. "Night Armin" you whispered.

Then, you tended to Eren, who was snoring away as most fathers would. You helped Eren into a much more comfortable position and fixed his blanket, just so that when he woke up the next morning, he wouldn't complain about having stomach aches. Then, you kissed his forehead. "Night, Eren" you whispered softly.

He smiled, just as Mikasa did.

Not long after, you treated the rest of the cadets. You provided Reiner a tender kiss to the forehead as well as Marco, Bertholdt, Connie and Jean. After the ordeal, you slowly made your way to Levi's office. After all, you promised to return back to his side when you reminded him of your nightly routine. He scoffed at the idea, but you explained that it was a good way to check up on them, to make sure that they weren't having nightmares.

Facing the mahogany door, it was slightly ajar, allowing a dim light to shine through. Slowly pushing past the door, your eyes fell on the empty desk that Levi had sat at. "He was there a few minutes ago..." you mumbled under your breathe. Entering into the room, you look to the right to see him.

His body laid oddly on the couch, as though he had practically fainted on his way there. His hair sprawled all over the pillow that rested behind his back. Your eyes landed on his face. He looked so relaxed, especially as his lips fell neutral. A hand rested by his stomach, and with each breath he took, you saw the way his chest rose and fell into slow, calm movements. This warmed your heart greatly because this was the second time you were able to witness the man sleep. He kept the fact that he didn't need sleep, or that he didn't have the time to. And from looking at his desk, the paperwork neatly piled on the surface, you figured that he had decided to crash onto the couch once he finished.