Titans Rule, a Levi Ackerman x Fem OC story.

(6) Freedom?

~Amelia~

With a heavy sigh, Levi walked to the cell door, the keys jangling at his side. He paced over to me, taking my hands into his. Panicking, I tried to pull them away. The last time Levi had touched me, I'd ended up unconscious. It wasn't until I realised he was undoing my bounds that I finally relaxed and let him do it.

Rubbing at my sore wrists, I revelled in the lack of restrictions on them. Wordlessly, Levi left the cell before I could thank him. Taking that as a signal to follow, I got up from the rancid bed and caught up with him. After we ascended the stairs out of the dungeon, Erwin departed, announcing that he had work to do.

Levi gave me a sharp nod and started to walk off again. I followed behind slowly, not feeling comfortable to walk at his side. After a few minutes of wandering through the halls of the Scout regiment, I caught a whiff of food. However, just as we reached the doors where the delicious smell was coming from, Levi didn't stop.

Noticing my confusion, he explained where we were going. "You can't exactly go to breakfast looking like that." He pointed at my ratty clothing with disgust. "We'll first get you something to change into and dispose of those rags." He leaned in close, taking a long inhale. "And a shower."

Instantly, I felt my cheeks flush. I couldn't disagree with him about my cleanliness, but Levi didn't need to be so callous. After he led the way again, we ended up in the dormitories, specifically the laundry room. Levi approached the person on washing duty and requested some clothes for me.

Once we had the clothes, we left and headed to where I thought would be the communal showers. However, the room we entered was far from it. It was a modest bedroom with a desk, bookshelf, wardrobe, and a bed—all the necessities—but it was bare and scarily clean.

"The bathroom is through that door. Don't touch anything apart from the shower. Got it?"

I nodded quickly.

Levi sauntered over to the desk, grabbing some paperwork. Was I in Levi's room right now? The thought made me uneasy. I knew he was pedantic about having his space clean, so why was he letting me, of all people, shower in here?

"Don't try to escape out the window. The cadets are still doing their morning training before breakfast. I'm sure one of them will catch you."

"I wasn't planning on it," I assured him, though I wasn't so sure. The very thought of showering in Levi's bathroom made me want to throw myself out of the window.

Pushing my thoughts away, I decided it would be best to try and shower as quickly as possible. Then, I could be out of Levi's personal space as soon as I could manage. Discarding my decaying clothing, I searched for a towel and something to wash myself with. The shower was in the corner of the room. Next to it was a neatly stacked pile of towels. I grabbed one, making sure not to mess up the rest. Luckily, there was a range of toiletries in the shower, so all I needed to do was put them back in the right place.

Turning on the water, I adjusted it to the right temperature. After washing myself in lakes and rivers for the past five years, it was absolute heaven. After thoroughly cleaning myself, I dried off quickly, eager to rid myself of the cold water starting to cling to my skin. I slipped into the uniform Levi had gotten for me before heading to the mirror situated above the sink to sort out my wet hair.

As I rubbed my hair dry with the towel, some of the steam cleared, and I paused to stare at myself in the mirror. I'd matured after five years of surviving in the wild. My skin had darkened from sun exposure, and I had far more freckles than my previous self, who liked to coop herself up in her room.