Ymir's Necklace: The Secret You Hold | Levi x Reader

Kiss

A/N: Slight NSFW warning folks c: This is still your POV since it's a continuation of last chapter.

YOU

The air inside the tent seemed to constrict with Levi's entrance, but you knew that wasn't quite possible. It was you who felt out of breath at his presence.

Every movement seemed deliberate. You sensed his entire demeanor as it began engulfing the space - a tangible tension hanging between you two, unspoken yet so very palpable. You held his gaze as he approached you on his wheelchair.

'I'm sorry, did I wake you?'

His voice was a low murmur, hesitant, as if unsure of intruding upon your quite deliberate solitude.

'No, come in', you replied.

Your own voice betrayed you with a mixture of nerves and anticipation. You noted how those feelings had become a constant around his presence. Levi moved gracefully, settling behind the cluttered table adorned with your artistic tools.

There was a quiet intensity about him, a brooding energy that he seemed to emanate from his very core. In intrigued you.

'Would you like some tea?', you offered, trying to diffuse the heavy atmosphere that weighed down upon you both.

'No, I... wanted to talk to you',  Levi's eyes never wavering from yours.

You took a deep breath, preparing yourself for the conversation that was about to unfold. With a determined gesture, you pulled a chair opposite Levi, settling yourself down and meeting his gaze head-on. Nothing separated both of your bodies besides several inches of space - corrupted, damn space that you secretly resented.

'I spoke with Doctor Keith and he agreed to do the operation, I'm sure he's told you', Levi began, his voice laced with uncertainty as his brows furrowed.

'He did, actually. I didn't want to intrude by bringing it up... I know it's a lot to process', you admitted, feeling a pang of guilt at the thought of burdening Levi with your own anxieties.

'It's fine, I just wanted to tell you. And that...I'm going to get it tomorrow morning', Levi confessed.

His words hung in the air between you like a heavy shroud. Your heart abruptly clenched at the realization of Levi undergoing such a risky procedure, but you pushed the fear aside as best as you could, determined to offer him whatever support you could.

'I understand. I just...wish I knew earlier. I would've spent more time with you these last couple of days', you were confessing too, your voice barely above a whisper.

As soon as those words left your mouth, you realized the subtle implication behind him. Were you being too evident? Too transparent? You deeply hoped your intentions remained concealed in that moment. You hoped Levi would be too oblivious to notice.

While your internal, secret brooding continued to linger inside your head, a tense silence settled over the room while you both grappled with Levi's impending surgery. Yet, beneath the surface, there was an undeniable electricity crackling between you, a potent mixture of longing and desire that seemed to hang in the air like static.

'I also wanted to talk to you about something else', Levi spoke suddenly, his eyes searching yours.

Your breath was caught in your throat as you waited for him to continue, every nerve in your body thrumming with anticipation. You gave a curt nod, softly indicating him to carry on.