Tsk. So toxic (Levi Ackerman X Reader)

A fight

It's been two months that you two were trying to act like a normal couple. But with the growing trust that Levi developed through occasionally confining with you his thoughts, feelings and even some personal facts (a luxury that not everyone was blessed with), his jealousy and wish to control your every step expanded as well. He wanted you to tell him everything: where you went, what you did, who you talked to. He would manipulate you to do it especially, when you refused. He called it "caring for you".

You thought after your long talks at nights it all would change. Well, it definitely did. To your mind, it only became worse. Though, he wasn't following you around, eavesdropping and sniffing information about you. He didn't read your journal (although, he wouldn't be able, you providently wrote your entrys in languages Levi didn't know), never looked for hair on your pillows — no, nothing like that. Still, you were uncomfortable with all the interrogations you had to go through. Because with every day you gained more and more popularity with local men which drove him mad. And also with every sunrise, when you glanced at calm Levi, sitting in the armchair, with his eyes closed and fists clenched, you would take a look at the sky behind him, take a deep breath and finally let the sleep take you away. You felt like there was little air in the room. Every freaking morning.

Your patience reached its limit when Levi went completely out of his mind. It happened today and even now, after several hours, you still couldn't believe what you saw. You were heading back to the survey corps, using the new railway Levi's squad built and yet again, arguing about your different beliefs about human relationships.

— Levi, I'm not speaking with you for the rest of your life!

— What?! — he grumbled as always — I didn't like the way he looked at you!

— So what? — you were so angry with him, so stunned that you could feel the words getting stuck in your throat, — Get used to it already! People who have dicks between their thighs usually wanna put their sausages between mine!

— That's exactly why I tell you to dress up using more layers of clothes than none! — Levi wasn't muting himself either. You both were at the peak of your mutual hatred.

— If I let you dress me you'd cover me with a thousand of blankets and forbid me to leave the fortress anyway!

— It's not like there's any use for you to go out, you know! It's not your hometown, so why? Just tell me, why do you need to talk to all of these filthy pigs?

— It's called socialising! But I don't expect you to understand since you have like zero friends!

— That's not true! The foureyed is my friend! — Levi yelled, waving towards Hanji, though, not daring to look at her and choosing to fix his eyes on you, who sat opposite him.

— Don't even think of dragging me into your fight, — Hanji murmured, turning the page of some book she was reading and not paying much attention to all of your screaming.

— Maybe it'd be better not to call your friend by an insulting nickname for a change?

— She doesn't get offended! It's our thing!

— It actually sounds a bit offensive, you know..., — Hanji made a helpless effort to interfere but obviously failed.

— See! — you yelled at Levi, pointing at Hanji and not paying her a single look. — That's what I'm talking about. You offend people, hurt them, on purpose or by accident!

— Yeah, Hanji, thanks a lot, — Levi strained, — Good job staying out of the fight!

— Don't you dare take it out on her!

— What do you want me to do?! I don't. like. when men drool all over them when you walk by!

— So what? Why the hell should it bother you?