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!

YOUR POV

The tent seemed to constrict with Levi's entrance, every movement seemed so deliberate. You felt his presence engulfing the space, a tangible tension hanging between you, unspoken yet palpable. You held his haze 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 solitude.

"No, come in," you replied, your own voice betraying 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 an intensity about him, a brooding energy that seemed to emanate from his very core.

"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 replied, his 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.

"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 okay, I just wanted to tell you. And...I'm going to get it tomorrow morning," Levi continued, his words hanging 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 confessed, 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 continuwe 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.

"Still, I wanted to talk to you about something else," Levi spoke suddenly, his eyes searching yours for some sign of understanding. Your breath 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.

"I've been hearing things around the camp as of late. Gabi and Falco, too. It seems like some Marleyan refugees have formed a faction, they call themselves The Warriors. Rumor has it they hope to fight the Jaegerists once they get their numbers. Divisions continue to grow here, but people are pretending as if nothing is going on," Levi explained, his words heavy with implication.

And suddenly it hit you - a sense of unease settled over you as you absorbed Levi's words, the gravity of the situation weighing heavily on your shoulders.