Until the End || Levi x Reader Insert Fanfiction

Ch 8- The Special Ops Squad

You stood by Petra as we stared unimpressed at Oulo, who had a handkerchief in his mouth. We had arrived at the old Survey Corps headquarters. It appeared to be an old castle that the Scouts had remodelled, but it was also so far away from any other signs of life that you had decided it was the best place to hide Eren. "It's no wonder you bit your tongue, talking up a storm while riding a horse!" Petra complained as we looked down to where Oulo sat in pain. "First impressions are important," he replied, "The new kid almost pissed his pants." You rolled your eyes, "I think Eren's just surprised at how dumb you are," you muttered. "Either way, my plan worked," Oulo continued, sitting with an overly smug attitude, causing Petra to look at him in disdain.

"You didn't always talk like that, did you? If... if you're seriously doing it to imitate Captain Levi, please stop. You're nothing like him," She continued, looking down at him whilst Oluo looked up with a twitching smile before meeting your eyes. He then puts a smirk on his face and looks up at you suggestively, "What about you [y/n]? I know you can tell that Levi and I aren't too much different. If you wanted to be my wife, I would happily-" but before you could do anything, Petra had beaten you to the punch, smacking him on the back of the head, making Oulo forget his... disturbing intentions. "He should have bit his tongue and died," she muttered, causing you to laugh as you both walked away from the man now clutching his head. "Besides, we know there's only one man for you, right Captain~?" Petra smirked as she nodded towards the raven-haired man who had just finished putting his horse away. You feel warmth rush to your cheeks before rolling your eyes and telling her to shut up despite her still hushed teasing.

We walked up the grounds, and you noticed the state of the headquarters, seeing Gunther and Eld, who had also been looking around. "Look at all these weeds." You hear Gunther say, "It hasn't been used for years; the inside is probably dusty, too." You walk up to them and put one hand on each of their shoulders, smiling devilishly as they look down questioningly at you. "You know what that means, boys?" You say as you turn them around. Sure enough, Levi had approached us; his mood already darkened. "We begin immediately."

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Soon enough, the members of our squad were out and about sweeping, wiping windows, weeding, and waiting for Levi to inspect their handiwork. You hear the sound of windows opening and turn to see said man in his cleaning attire, white clothing covering his mouth and one on his head. You let out a laugh under your breath. Levi looked up, his eyes narrowing towards you, "And what's so fucking funny?" You let out another laugh as you walked up to him, noticing that the cloth on his head had a slight tilt to it. "Nothing," you say, as you reach up and concentrate on fixing the cloth, trying to ignore your proximity, as he slightly stiffened before relaxing under your gentle touch. You smile at him, putting your hands on your hips and admiring your work, "this is just my favourite look on you," you tease as you notice a bit of colour reach his cheeks before his eyes narrow further. "Tch, shut up and start cleaning unless you wanna sleep with the shitty horses tonight."

You can't help but widen your smile at his avoidant stare before quickly grabbing a broom and helping Levi clean the room. As he started on the windows, a comfortable silence replaced our prior bickering. You wouldn't ever admit it to him, but after living with him since you were kids, and the almost two decades worth of years spent together, you have started to enjoy these simpler moments with him; more so now as you face death every day with the threat of the Titans. It was familiar and almost therapeutic; it took you back to years ago when Furlan and Isabel were with you, cleaning your makeshift home in the Underground.

Isabel always complained at Levi's strict demeanour, which was always so specific with areas she had left not to his standards, and Furlan and you would laugh at the scene and Levi's growing irritation at the noise. You could almost hear Isabel saying, "Big sis, big sis." She would look up with that doe look in her eyes, complaining about Levi's cleaning and ignoring his glare down your back. You would follow her and help her with the areas she had to redo. Even back then, Levi had always been impressed by your cleaning skills, to which Furlan would glare at you in jealousy whilst you would give him a shit-eating smirk. It was one of the best compliments you received from Levi, though it was rare to hear him compliment at all. You feel your heart churn at the thought. Six years it had been; was it already that long ago? Still, you miss them. Still, you hope this is all a dream, that you will wake up the day of that Exhibition and drag them all away.