𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐍𝐈𝐀𝐂, levi ackerman 18+

ILY

A Few Weeks Later ;

You nudged Levi in the shoulder, blankets still hovering over his shoulders and face as he pulled the duvet closer to his face.
"Levi.." You sang his name to attempt to wake him up, "Stop ignoring me.. we need to wake up."

He shrugged you away, still covering his face so that you couldn't see it, "Piss off."

Your eyebrows arched together, nudging him harder, "Levi, c'mon. We have a meeting in under half an hour, we need to get out of bed."

He frowned once again, hoarsely grumbling, "And I said piss off.."

You rolled your eyes, pulling the duvet from his face, "I'm being serious, we need to- Hey.." You paused, eyes glancing down each feature of his pale face, "Are you feeling okay?"

He didn't respond as you pressed your fingers to his forehead, a burning sensation greeting you back as you quickly retracted your hand.

Levi's nose and cheeks were a deep shade of red, his lips pale and dry. The purples and greys beneath his eyes were more prominent than usual; he had a lazy look in his pupils as he closed his eyes tiredly. The rest of his face was a pale white.

"I feel fine.." Your boyfriend muttered as your eyebrows twitched together, "Just a little tired, that's all.. I didn't sleep well last night." He paused for a moment, "Or at least, I slept worse than how bad I usually sleep.."

"I can tell, you look like shit."

"Aww.." He forced a fake smile, sarcastically patting you on the head, "You're just too sweet."

Your eyebrows knitted tightly together as you watched him tiredly sniffle, his eyes almost unable to open.
"Levi.." You muttered with a sympathetic expression, "You're sick."

"Harsh, but oka-"

You laughed, "No, no.. I mean you're ill. It's obvious." You practically dragged him closer to you, still looking at his face as you placed your hand against the side of his cheek. He tilted his head into your hand, enjoying the warmth you seemed to radiate, "I'll go tell Hange that you can't make it to the meeting."

"No, I-! Fuck.." He shot up out of the comfort of his bed before instantly falling back down to his pillow, the feeling of being stabbed in the brain filling his head as he let out a low groan, "I'm not.. ill. I never get ill."

You kissed him lightly on the head as he frowned impatiently, "Yeah, keep telling yourself that, Levi. I'll be back after I go talk to Hange."

You stood from the bed, throwing on a shirt and trousers and opening the door to tiredly leave.

You held a porcelain cup of tea in your hand, as well as some pain killers.

You used the side of your hip to open the door to yours and Levi's bedroom before your eyes widened at the sight you saw.

Levi was awkwardly standing like he was intoxicated: back uncomfortably bent and tired expression, tipsily rocking from side to side as he attempted to change into his shirt.

"Levi.." You gritted your teeth as he flinched at the sound of your agitated voice, hearing you frustratedly close the door and place the tea on the counter beside you.

"I love you."

"Don't try and sweet talk me right now so that I don't get mad! You need to rest.." You snapped as he rolled his eyes at your caring, still attempting to get ready for the day before feeling you place your hands on his shoulders. You brushed your fingertips against his collar, watching his stiff expression slowly soften as you rested your head against his neck, "C'mon, please? For me?"