In Another Life | Levi x Reader/OC

Bad Dream

Levi thought he was going insane.

What happened earlier in the day was something he never intended to happen. He was not sure what compelled him to act that way.

When you mentioned having other 'methods' in sparring, he wasn't sure what to expect, but it was definitely not that. It was as though, for a fleeting moment, you had cast a spell on him and he was unable to snap out of it.

When he first had suspicions of you having been a thief in the past, he hadn't pictured the idea of you being a flirt. Your strength alone was enough to intimidate people, but it seemed like that wasn't all it was to you. You clearly liked having multiple forms of advantage over your targets, whether it be through your strength or flirtatious acts. He couldn't really blame you for that.

The fact that it worked on him absolutely irritated him.

He'd come across his fair share of flirts in the past, but flirtatious advances never seemed to work on him. The first time a woman flirted with him as a teenager in the Underground, he was more confused than entranced. It was only when he realized she was trying to pickpocket him that he finally understood what game she was playing. Ever since then, he'd hardly take a woman's romantic gestures towards him seriously, always assuming it was to get something out of him.

After coming to the surface and joining the Survey Corps, Levi didn't think he'd actually gain genuine admirers. At first, he assumed any woman approaching him in a flirtatious manner was simply doing it for ill intentions, but it wasn't until Hange pointed out his popularity among women due to being humanity's strongest that he realized it was more than that. Some women were more sweet and romantic with their intentions, others would straight up tell him they wanted to sleep with him.

He would decline every time.

It wasn't necessarily because Levi had no interest in romance or sex, it was more so that engaging in something like that would require some type of commitment he couldn't afford. Given the precarious nature of his job, he had no right to engage in a relationship knowing he could die tomorrow. He also knew he'd feel a compelling urge to protect his partner, haunted by the losses of those he cared about.

Of course, there were other options such as one-night stands, but the concept always threw him off. Although he had an outwardly cold and distant personality, he valued his relationships with others. Engaging with someone for one night only to never see them again just didn't make sense to him.

It was why he felt so conflicted about these thoughts he was having towards you.

The fact you were able to make him succumb to you so easily made it clear he had some type of attraction to you that he hadn't completely registered yet. The moment you whispered in his ear and gently caressed his hair, he had thoughts about you he never had before - thoughts that one shouldn't be having about their comrade.

Very unfriendly thoughts.

The brief moment in which you held power over him left Levi flustered and frustrated. He pinned you on your back almost immediately after you taunted him for falling into your trap, trying to regain dominance.

He hated it. He hated that you had an effect on him like that.

The worst part was that you knew it. You provoked him, egged him on. You could tell he was struggling with the thoughts internally, and you invited him to give in to those thoughts.

At first, he thought that maybe tempting him was just part of your little 'method,' that once he'd lean in for the kiss, you'd stop him right there and revel in the opportunity to mock him for falling for it.