𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝑶𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝑾𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 | Levi Ackerman x Female Reader

Towel

Another week went by, and I had read in the newspaper earlier in the morning, that Historia, the rightful heir to the throne was going to be corinated soon.

That meant that the coup d'etate worked, and the mission within the walls had been a success.

And like always, Levi was right. An unusual titan formed outside the rural area surrounding the town of Orvud, almost breaching their wall. But luckily, the scouts took care of it before tragedy struck.

I wondered how Levi was doing, since it had been such a while since I had seen him. I figured I should clean the house, so that he would be pleased when he came home.

My stomach did cartwheels at the thought of him being back. I was nervous to say the least, but regardless, I still wanted him home.

But the day passed, and he had yet to return after I got home from the Survey Office.

I went about my usual night, the wine knocking me out early this particular evening.  June bug, the cat, hadn't come home either, but I didn't worry, since he liked to be outdoors on warmer nights.

I had fallen asleep, only to be awakened by the front door opening in the middle of the night.

I rubbed my eyes, as I tried to pull myself out of the wine induced sleep I was so deep in.

For a moment, I thought I was dreaming, because there, in the doorway of our bedroom, stood Levi with a bouquet of my favorite flowers.

My heart pounded in my chest at the sight of him, but I couldn't help but notice that he looked extremely worn out.I jumped out of the bed and ran over to him to give him a hug. I didn't want to smother him, but my body simply did what it wanted to.

He wrapped his free arm around me, but stiffened up as if he was in pain.

"Sorry, just sore..." He said groggily.

I took the bouquet from his hands, and admired how pretty the flowers were.

"Thank you, Levi!" I said, as enthusiastically as I could for it being the middle of the night.

I went to the sink and filled up a vase to put the flowers in, and set it on our dinner table. My heart pitter pattered in my chest, perfectly in rhythm with the butterflies in my stomach.

I wanted to tell him then and there, that I was falling hard and fast, and that sooner than later I'd be completely in love with him. But the fear of rejection over powered me.

I opened the front door slightly, looking for my little kitty companion as he strutted in the house. He was probably waiting to come in when Levi arrived, and he probably shooed June Bug away.

"Since when do we have a cat?" Levi asked, obviously annoyed. He was sitting in the bed, with only his pants on. I could see he had his arms stitched up, but if that was the worst of it, I was grateful.

"Can you blame me? I got lonely..." I told him softly.

Levi didn't say anything.

"You know I named him Levi Jr, since he can get grumpy from time to time..." I joked. He didn't say anything, he just shot me an annoyed glare.

I giggled. "I'm just kidding." I said, as I looked at him. My mouth salivated at the sight of him as the shadows from the low light of the room hugged his muscles so perfectly.

"I'll be leaving again soon..." Levi said, breaking the tense silence within the room. "We plan to close the hole in Wall Maria."

I simply nodded, since I knew I probably wouldn't get to participate in that either. At this point, I had come to terms with the fact that we would solve the mystery that is titans by the time I could be a scout again.

"It's...dangerous..." Levi said, as if trying to convince me to not even ask about going.

"Yeah, yeah... Tea?" I asked Levi, ignoring his previous statement. My head pounded from the wine leaving my body, so I figured some caffeine would probably help.

He nodded as I turned around and headed into the kitchen, putting a kettle on the hot plate, just like I had countless times before. Yet, it had been some time since I had had a cup. The taste of tea reminded me of him too much, and it didn't seem to taste as good when Levi wasn't around.

I heard the shower turn on as the water in the tea pot began to boil.

As I poured the hot water into each separate cup, and let the tea steep, Levi seemed to bathe himself in record time.

I walked back into our bedroom, to be greeted by Levi in just his towel, that sat so perfectly on his hips. His presence made me gulp, as I discreetly stammered backwards, spilling a little bit of tea.

Oh how I wanted him to just rip his towel off and use that to clean up the small mess I made, but alas, he took the cups from my hand and strutted off the get a dish towel from the kitchen.

I had to keep myself in check. It was like 3 a.m and I was hornier for Levi than I had ever been in my life. And he was baiting me. His perfect skin that stretched tight over his muscles, his soft black hair that slowly dripped beads of water, his suave expression that made my hands sweat- all of it, was intoxicating.

And I didn't know what to do with any of it.

I didn't know how to please him, I didn't know how to tell him I cared for him or that I wanted to make him feel good. I was left there, sitting on the edge of our bed with nothing but reckless thoughts to keep me going.

"Here, it's going to get cold..." Levi said, handing me my cup that he had set on his nightstand, along with his.

Once again, I studied him as I took the cup from his hands. His dark blue eyes were soft, and slightly sunken in from lack of sleep, yet he continued to look youthful, regardless of his age and stress levels.

"Is everything okay?" Levi asked, looking at me puzzled.

"Oh yeah..." I started, not knowing whether I should be honest or lie. But I felt my cheeks get hot, so I figured I should just tell the truth. "You just...look really good."

He definitely wasn't expecting that to roll off my lips, and to be truthful, I couldn't believe I said it either. His cheeks slightly blushed as he softly smirked.

I wanted him to say something. I wanted him to knock the hot cup of tea out of my hands and push me back onto the bed and climb over on top of me. I wanted him to kiss me. I wanted to feel his hands all over my skin and in my hair.

But...he didn't...

I continued to watch him, as he made his way around the bed over to his side so that he could get a sip of his tea.

"I did most of your laundry...if you...want something to sleep in." I said, jumbling up my words since my brain refused to think straight.

Even though I didn't want him to cover up, I felt like I should say that so I didn't seem like a total pervert.  He got up, and opened his dresser, pulling out some clothes comfy enough to sleep in. As he faced away from me, his hands made their way to the hem of the towel, as he gently undid the tuck that held it so tight against him.

It seemed like the towel fell in slow motion, as the backside of his body was completely exposed to me, with the towel now resting around his ankles.

As he pulled his pants on, I quickly got up, and shut my turned on self into the bathroom, so that I could lustfully freak out in private.

Why was he acting like this...? Was he trying to turn me on? If so, it's fucking working... But, it just doesn't seem like Levi...

What's gotten into him?