Lost in Memory [Levi Ackerman x male oc]

Chapter 14

I woke up to Levi sat up waving his hand back and forth, as if he was wafting something away.

"What's with all the steam.." he muttered to himself.

That's when I realized that I had healed myself during my sleep by accident. I was supposed to keep healing to a minimum so it wouldn't look unnatural.

As I began waking up fully, I found that I was laid with my head on Levi's lap. I sat up tiredly and rubbed my eyes.

"Finally awake?" He asked.

I groaned and laid my head on his shoulder, wrapping my arms around him tightly.

"Your hairs a mess." He sighed as he began trying to fix it.

I slapped his hands away and nuzzled further into his shoulder.

"Ash."

"Shut up." I muttered.

He shoved me off him to lay down beside him.

"Get up." He said.

I groaned and faced away from him. He rolled me back onto my back and slapped me directly across the face.

I sat up and rubbed my cheek. I held my hand over the stinging area and looked at Levi. He removed my hand from my cheek and looked at the red mark he had left on my cheek.

"Hm, slapped you a bit hard.." he muttered to himself before letting go of my hand, "are you awake now?"

I nodded as I put my hand on my cheek again.

"Okay let me see your wound." He said pushing me to lay back down and lifting my shirt up.

"Wait-" I said grabbing his wrist upon remembering I had healed my wound.

"What?" He asked taking my hand off his wrist.

"Don't check it, I'll do it myself." I said.

"No I'm doing it." He said as he began taking the bandages off.

"No let me-"

"No, I'm checking because knowing you if it was infected or something was wrong you wouldn't tell me." He said.

I continued fighting with him but he eventually managed to get the bandages off. He looked at my waist, with no sigh of a wound.

He flipped me over and found no exit wound on my back.

"What the hell..." He muttered to himself.

"Wait I can-" I said turning back over and sitting up.

"Where's the stab wound!? There's no way it would heal that fast! Even if it did there would at least be a scar! There's literally no sign that you were stabbed.. Ash what the fuck?!" He yelled.

I put my hand over his mouth to stop him from shouting. I tried to erase his memory, but obviously it didn't work. My mind then began racing trying to think of an excuse.

"Levi I.." I muttered.

He took my hand away from his mouth, "Is this why after you were hurt on the first expedition I ever went on, you were fine the next day?"

I continued trying to think of an excuse.

"Your stomach was literally gouged out and you were walking around like nothing happened.. and last night your wound was closed up when it shouldn't have been.."

"Levi-"

"What are you.." he muttered to himself.

"Eh? I'm human? You're thinking too much about it-"