𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐍𝐈𝐀𝐂, levi ackerman 18+

Perfect

A/N.

SO MANY OF YA'LL AT THE
START OF THE LAST CHAPTER
THOUGHT IT WAS GONNA BE A
SMUT, I'M SO SORRY LMAO-😭

You woke up yet again to the sound of running water, the sunlight against your face as you instantly shot up, distress filling your system as your eyes swiftly darted to the bathroom.

Your chest instantly tightened, just as it had done the night before.

However, your expression was eased once your pupils set onto your boyfriend (already-dressed) sat against the side of the bathtub, running his fingers through the water before he quickly noticed you looking, raising his hand to acknowledge that he'd seen you.

Levi's eyes looked darker than usual, a shade of grey and purple under his lower lashes that highlighted the charcoal grey of his iris'. Your expression softened sadly at the sight of him. His skin was slightly pale with a lack of pigment in his cheeks; the structure of his face remained just as perfect as usual.

He forced a small smile as you waved back at him.

"Hey," You called out as he gave you an uneasy expression, "What are you doing?"

"Morning." Levi's voice was hoarse and tired: a rasp lingered against each syllable of every word that fell for his lips - his throat sounded dry, "I just thought I'd be nice this morning and run you a warm bath, that's all."

You pulled the duvet off of your legs, crawling out of bed as Levi switched the running water off. You felt your lip flinch downwards; you forced a sharp breath.

You opened your arms as you walked towards him, wrapping your arms around him as his face rested against your chest. You ran your fingers through his undercut, the windows steaming up from the hot water in the bathtub.

You held onto him as tightly as ever.

"How are you feeling?" You asked, slightly pulling away from him but he still held your body closely, looking up at you through his lashes.

He sighed calmly, raising your hand to his lips as he kissed your palm, "Better now that I'm speaking to you."

He raised his hands to your shoulders, helping your pyjama shirt off of your body as he began undressing you, helping you into the bathtub as he rolled his sleeves up.

He placed a soft kiss on your forehead, his fingers lacing around your hands, "You're pretty." He closed his eyes, his dark eyelashes highlighting his face as you brushed your hand against his forehead, "You're always pretty."

"C'mon.." You pulled on his shirt, "Get in with me." You pushed your body backwards, giving him space as he raised an eyebrow.

He offered you a smile, his eyes running up and down your body. He lifted his shirt, revealing his sharp, clean-cut frame underneath.

He carelessly threw his clothes to the side before he was completely naked, raising his leg to step into the warm water. He sat himself down in between your legs, feeling your thighs instantly wrap around his torso.

He placed your hands against his lower-stomach, comfortably fidgeting with your fingers as he ran them across his skin.

The hot water went up to your chest, your Captain's body resting on yours as you consistently ran your fingers on your spare hand through his now wet hair.

You kissed the back of his neck, recalling the previous night.

You felt the same chill up your spine as now just hours before; you remembered every single thing that had happened - every word that fell from his lips and every tear that reflected off of his cheeks.