He had been this inconsiderate once.
If his mother had lived into his teenaged years, he was certain that she would have been experiencing the aggravated worry he felt writhing within him. Unlike himself, he didn't suspect that his daughter was straying her youth with larcenous or other criminal activities. No, she was fairly straight laced; of course, she had her insubordination outbursts, having had inherited his stubborn attitude. But for the most part she behaved herself. That's exactly what angered and troubled Levi about ________ not being home past two in the morning.
Tea was his only petty consolation at such an unholy hour. He had gone into a stress cleaning of some sort until there was nothing left to rationally tidy. Hell, he even cleaned his cleaning supplies, though that was more or less scheduled to be done soon. As he began succumbing to the fatigue, slipping deeper into his recliner, the front door suddenly but quietly opened and closed. Newfound alertness and rekindled anger prompted him from the chair and into the foyer. It was none less than his daughter, who must have known how much trouble she was in, as she adamantly avoided eye, even facial contact.
"________," he hadn't yelled, but sounded stern and frustrated, "do you realize it's past two in the morning? What the fuck were you doing! You didn't answer your cell phone all night! Explain yourself!"
"...I just want to go to bed." She took off her shoes and jacket, then slowly trudged to the stairway, but a firm hand grasped her arm.
"Nice try, young lady. You're going to be a freshman in college in two months, and staying out all night to party doesn't show me you're serious about it. You may be a legal adult, but you're still under my roof, eating my groceries, borrowing my car, so what gives you the impression you can just disappear all night?!"
"Daddy..." She quietly whimpered before burying her face in his chest and crying. This startled the man immensely; she was a normal young woman, but she didn't cry when unnecessary. Especially in front of him. Breaking through his stupor and frustration he hugged her back, holding her reassuringly as she wept. On the other instances when he yelled at her, she either retaliated, or pretended to listen while truly blocking it out. She was more than used to his temper and could deal with it well. That was his rationalization that he didn't induce her tears.
She hid her face after he tried to grasp her chin between his fingers. She had also flinched at his touch, a very foreign response. As loud and frightening as he could be when scolding, he did not ever get physical by any means. Her hands covered her face and she turned from him. Observing the behavior did little to calm him about the situation.
"________, don't hide from me."
Reluctantly she lowered her palms and allowed him to see the damage. He looked and felt utterly aghast when he saw her blackened eye and busted lip. Was she in a fight? That was the obvious first conclusion, but it didn't add up. Levi himself trained her in self defense and fighting, as he was a professional soldier until his retirement five years ago. So ________ should have beaten the life out of whoever tried to harm her. She also was never so jumpy after previous physical altercations. He could only imagine a terrible story, but he needed to know the truth immediately.
Levi grabbed an ice pack from the freezer for her eye and the first aid kit to remedy the cut on her swollen lip. He remained silent during the whole time, assuring her that she was indeed in trouble. His paternal instincts must have detected her insecurities. He sat in a chair directly in front of her.
"_________, I'm going to ask you what happened, and you aren't going to lie to me. Do you understand, sweetheart?"
She nodded and sniffled.
"I was with... Him... And he took me for a drive, saying we were going to the movies. Instead he ended up taking me to a party his friends were throwing. They all were drunk except for me... And then he took me behind the house where a group of guys were waiting. He told them I was okay with them sharing me... I tried to leave but there were five of them, and they were football players... He hit me when I yelled, and they tossed me around, and broke my phone, but I managed to run out, and I found my friend Eren and begged him to take me home... He's actually the one in the car outside..."

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Daddy!Levi x Reader- A Kind and Steady Heart
FanfictionLevi Ackerman is the loving single father of his only child. Naturally, with his protective nature, he retaliates when she is assaulted by a boyfriend. He makes good on the promise, "If you hurt her, I hurt you."