A/N: kinda short :P
In the quiet sanctuary of their small apartment, Levi Ackerman and Y/N found a rare moment of peace. The sun had just begun to set, casting a soft, golden hue across the room. It was an unusual evening for Levi, who often worked late into the night, but today he had managed to carve out some time for the two of them.
Y/N was sprawled comfortably on the sofa, a book open in their lap, while Levi was seated across from them, meticulously sharpening his blades. The rhythmic sound of the sharpening stone against metal was soothing, blending with the gentle hum of the apartment's ambiance.
Levi glanced up occasionally, his sharp eyes softening as they met Y/N's gaze. There was a rare tenderness in his expression, a stark contrast to his usual stoic demeanor. His attention to his work was as precise as ever, but there was a palpable sense of ease in his posture, an acknowledgment of the quiet comfort that Y/N's presence brought him.
"You know," Y/N began, breaking the silence, "most people would consider this a luxury. Spending a quiet evening at home."
Levi looked up, his eyes reflecting a hint of amusement. "Luxury is relative. For me, it's more about finding moments like these amidst the chaos."
Y/N smiled, closing their book and setting it aside. "I'm glad you're here. It feels... normal, in a way."
Levi set down the blade and moved closer, sitting beside Y/N on the sofa. His presence was commanding yet comforting, a reassurance that, despite the tumult of the outside world, here, in this small space, there was a semblance of normalcy.
Levi's hand found Y/N's, his fingers intertwining with theirs in a gesture that spoke volumes. The touch was gentle, a stark contrast to his often harsh exterior. Y/N leaned into him, finding solace in the quiet intimacy of the moment.
"You know," Y/N said softly, resting their head against his shoulder, "I sometimes forget how intense it must be out there for you. It's easy to get caught up in our little bubble and lose sight of the reality."
Levi's grip tightened slightly on Y/N's hand. "You make it easier. When I'm with you, it's like everything else fades away, even if just for a while."
Y/N looked up at him, their eyes meeting his with a depth of emotion that words could scarcely capture. There was a moment of stillness between them, a mutual understanding of the rare, fragile peace that they both cherished.
Levi's expression softened even further, a rare sight that only Y/N had the privilege of witnessing. He leaned in, pressing a tender kiss to their forehead. It was a simple gesture, yet it conveyed all the affection and gratitude he felt.
"Let's make the most of this evening," he said quietly, his voice barely above a whisper. "No missions, no threats. Just us."
Y/N nodded, a content smile spreading across their face. The weight of the world outside seemed to melt away, leaving only the warmth of Levi's presence and the simple joy of sharing this quiet moment together.
In the sanctuary of their home, the world outside was momentarily forgotten. For Levi Ackerman and Y/N, this was a rare and precious respite—a time to hold on to, to cherish, and to remember amidst the trials and tribulations of life.
