His Little Brat. {Levi x Reader}

Flowers.(Injured Levi)

It was an ordinary day, just like every ordinary couple's life. Or so you thought.

Living in a rural part of the city meant that certain dangers were lurking in the dark corners of the streets. You never thought that you would ever get that one phone call that you were always afraid to get on that day.

"Mrs.Ackerman? I am calling to inform you that your husband was brought into the ER not a while ago. He is undergoing immediate emergency treatment at the moment and we suggest that you head over here as soon as possible." The muffled voice reached your ear through the receiver and your heart drops.

"Wh-what...what happened?" You stammer as you glance at your two children playing innocently on the carpet floor and turn around so they don't hear your conversation.

"He was shot by a shop burglar it seems. I believe that it was in a flower shop before he threw himself in front of a child to protect her from harm....hello? Missus? Are you still there?"

"I know it's our anniversary today, I'm bringing back a surprise for you. I know you'll love them."

He went to get flowers.

"Y-yeah. I'm going to head over immediately. Thank you."

You gather your wondering children in the car and head to the hospital.

"Mom? What's going on?" (Your Son's Name) asks with fear in his eyes.

"Daddy's been hurt. He'll be okay though. We're just going to see him okay?" You assure yourself as you comfort him.

"Levi!!" You bust through the door with both kids holding on to each hand and see him sitting up without a shirt on. His torso was heavily bandaged up as he winces at your voice.

"(Your Name)..." He breaths as he gives another wince.

You walk over to the bed and grab his hand tightly.

"Oh god thank god you're okay." You ramble as you lower your lips to his in relief.

"Yeah. Luckily the bullet dodged my organs by an inch. I'm incredibly lucky." He breaths and he gives your hand a firm squeeze.

"I'm sorry I worried you. You must have been shocked to hear stuff like that." He looks at you guiltily.

"I'm just glad you're okay." You smile and both your children hang on to the hospital bed.

"Are you going to be okay daddy?" They asked cautiously.

"Of course." He smiles as he ruffles their heads softly.

"Oh. I just remembered, I lost your flowers." He tilts his head to you and you giggle.

"Are you for real? You just got shot."

"I'll get you another bouquet when I'm on my feet. I promise."