One-shots & Short Stories [Levi | Reader]

Levi x Reader ~ Bittersweet Flames {Modern AU}

(A/N) Just for the info, I'm gonna make three different one-shots about a coffee shop AU, they're gonna be all from different perspective and you and Levi will have different roles in them everytime. 

The plot (if there's gonna be any at all) will not intertwine in any way with the others. It's gonna be just fluff and such. 

Sorry for wasting your time on this. 

Enjoy~

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Levi's P.O.V

I walked into the coffee shop feeling slightly anxious. 

My entrance was accompanied with the little bell' slight ring as I opened the door and then it fell closed after I stepped inside. 

The bittersweet aroma of coffee and the sweet sent of tea filled my nostrils as I made my way to my usual table and took out some documents I had to look over real quick as I drank my morning tea.

As I pulled the papers out of my suitcase and placed then in a neat small pile on my table I looked up and saw her.

Ah, yes. She was here again. Well, why not? She was here every day. 

A few tables across from me in a corner sat an angel looking over it's own paperwork placed neatly in a pile on the table in front of her.

Her silky (h/l) hair shined even under the slight light reaching the corner in which the beautifull creature had made itself comfortable for the millionth time over the past few months. The pretty (h/c) color of her hair suited her features and framed her face like no other color could. 

Her lively shiny (e/c) eyes were focused on the paper in her hand as she scanned it quickly with them. Her eyes were just as beautifull as the first time I set my gaze upon them. 

People say that eyes are the portal to the soul and express every single emotion one feels, but I've never noticed any other emotion except serenity in that female's eyes. But after all why should be an angel bothered by anything?

Her pink lips curled down in a slight frown as she read whatever was written on the paper in her hand as she took her pen and wrote down something as well. 

She was dressed in that formal clothing again, with a pencil skirt and a slightly tight buttoned up white blouse a black belt on her waist and her black purse by her side. She wore her usual thin framed glasses, making her even more appealing than she already was. 

I didn't want to be like some creep and stare at her like that, but my eyes just couldn't break off contact with her addicting figure. 

I do admit I have grew to come here ever since I realized she came here as well and with the passing of time I noticed how fond I was of her as well. 

This pretty woman just stood there writing something down on a paper and yet I couldn't get my gaze off her. Other men as well. I'd be lying if I said I was the only one whose eye she has caught. 

I've noticed other men observing her as well. Some even going straight to her and trying to flirt, but the woman was just too straightforward rejecting them and continuing her work.

Ah and here as we speak comes the next victum for the day. 

One tall man with blond hair in undercut style made his way to her table and sat in front of the woman, who still kept her gaze on her papers. 

I didn't think she was mean. More like brutally honest. Or from the people who actually see who is bad and good. I don't know. Something of the kind. I'm not good with words after all.