Under the Moon (Levi Ackerman x Reader)

Tea and Care

(Name) was getting ready for the next expedition with Levi and the other Survey Corps when a wave of dizziness suddenly hit her. Her vision blurred, and she could feel her body becoming heavier, each breath more labored than the last. Her stomach churned with nausea, and a cold sweat coated her skin. She shook her head, trying to clear the fog clouding her mind, but it only seemed to worsen.

Her eyes started to burn, and her head throbbed painfully, as if it might split open. She leaned against the wall for support, hoping the feeling would pass. But it didn’t.

Levi, always alert, noticed her struggling from across the yard. His sharp gaze cut through the crowd of soldiers, immediately locking onto her. Within an instant, he was at her side, his steps quick and purposeful.

"(Name)?! (Name), are you okay?!" Levi’s voice was urgent, his brow furrowing with concern.

(Name) tried to speak, to reassure him that she was fine, but her voice was weak and her body felt like it was betraying her. She attempted to steady herself, but her knees buckled beneath her.

Levi was not convinced. He had known (Name) long enough to recognize when something was wrong, and this—this wasn’t normal.

"No, you're not. You're sick, you need to rest now!" Levi’s voice brooked no argument.

(Name) opened her mouth to protest, to insist that she was fine and that the mission couldn’t wait, but before she could speak, Hange arrived, having noticed the exchange. She rushed over to help Levi.

"He's right," Hange said quickly, her tone serious. "The symptoms are clear, (Name), you are sick and need to take some rest!"

"But the mission—" (Name) tried again, her voice trembling with a mix of determination and fear.

Levi’s expression hardened. "Absolutely not. You’re not going anywhere. Rest now."

(Name)’s eyes filled with tears as she tried to argue, but before she could get another word out, her body gave way. She fainted, her body going limp in Levi's arms.

Levi’s reaction was instant. He caught her effortlessly, his arms steady as he held her against him. His gaze softened with concern as he looked down at her pale face.

"(Name) is sick... very sick," Levi said quickly, his tone sharp but laced with worry. Hange nodded in agreement, her usual cheerfulness replaced with a rare seriousness.

Without a word, Levi and Hange worked together to carefully carry (Name) to Levi's room. There, he gently laid her on his bed, covering her with a soft blanket.

The Survey Corps continued their expedition outside the walls without (Name), and she slept through the worst of her illness, unaware of the world beyond the safety of Levi’s quarters.

When the team returned, the first thing Levi did was rush to check on (Name). He couldn’t stop the slight tightness in his chest as he entered the room. She was still unconscious, her face pale and flushed with fever.

He approached the bed slowly, his eyes scanning her face with careful attention. She was resting, but her condition was still worrying.

(Name) slowly woke up, her head aching and her body sore. She blinked a few times, trying to adjust her vision, only to feel a wave of dizziness wash over her. Her eyes were heavy, and she could feel every muscle in her body protest as she shifted under the blanket.

Panic gripped her chest as she looked around, disoriented, unsure of where she was. But slowly, as her memories began to return, she remembered everything—the mission, the sickness, and Levi.