Falling (Levi x Reader)

Chapter 3: Falling, Once again.

*Authors Note;*

I'm rather tired while writing this so comment if there are any mistakes/typo's

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-Third person view-

Bright rays of sun light interrupted your slumber. Squinting your eyes, you noticed an unfamiliar ceiling, a sudden smell filled your nostrils, it was the smell of disinfectant and iron, probably blood. Pushing your body away from the clean white medical bed sheets, you rest your upper body weight on your elbows and adjust to the surroundings around you. An empty wooden chair was placed next to you bed, as if someone had been watching you sleep or looking over your comatosed body. Rubbing your tired eyes a painful headache had overcome you. Using your other hand you push your left palm against your forehead, wincing and slightly groaning at the pain.

-(F/N)'s point of view-

Ouch, I'm hurting everywhere, mostly my head. My eyes were sore, from crying I think. Why would I be crying for? A flash of images were brought into my mind as I recalled the past events before blacking out. 

Alfie.....oh my dear Alfie.....

Without realising it, tears swelled up in my eyes and dripped uncontrollably down my face. Squeezing my eyes tightly shut I place my hands over my eyes and shake my head slightly, denying the death of my brother. 

Alfie wouldn't leave me, he couldn't. He promised.

A loud knock at the infirmary's door sent my head flying up to scan the figure of who was knocking. Shocked welled up inside of me as Captain Levi was standing there with two cups of tea in his hand. He stopped before walking into the room, seeing that I had finally awoken from my deep sleep. Footsteps echoed through my room as he walked around my bed to sit into the wooden chair, placing one of the cup's of tea onto a table next to my bed as he gazed at me. 

"Drink up." He simply demanded. 

"Ca..." My voice was croaky, I hadn't spoken since my brothers death and the constant crying had an effect on my throat. I swallowed my saliva, re-wetting the back of my throat again, taking in a deep breathe I attempted to speak again. 

"Cadet's are not allowed tea, it's only a privilege for superiors..." I started into his pools, just noticing how perfect his face was, handsome yet stoic. I wonder what he would look like with a smile on his face...

"I thought that if someone needed a cup of tea, it was you..... If you don't want it, I'll throw it away" 

I launched forward, grabbing the hot porcelain teacup and drank most of the hot liquid, I felt it slide down my throat, warming up the muscles inside of my body. 

"Tch, and here I thought you were ungrateful, brat." He spoke into his teacup as he took a sip, noticing how he oddly held his cup I watched him drink his favourite beverage in amazement. The movement of his gullet, sending the tea down his throat was memorizing, taking in every detail of his face, neck and collarbone.  

"What are you staring at?" He dropped his hand away from his mouth and sent a deadly glare towards my fragile body. 

"What......OH! Nothing sorry...." My voice trailed off as I averted my gaze from his well built and perfectly sculpted body. 

My thoughts interrupted my appreciation for his body. He looked familiar, of course I've seen him before around the Survey Corps HQ but something was off. Someone saved me, from falling to my death. 

"Captain Levi." I spoke, barely audible.

"Mhm?" His eyes were inspecting the room around us, before coming to a stop and staring into my (E/C) pools.