(discontinued.) Levi x Reader One-Shots

Dance with Me | Levi x Bullied!Reader

Okay guys, hold on one second. XD

If you follow me, you should know that I already have this one-shot in a different book.

I decided to stay on one book. Before, the seven books seemed like a great idea, but I just realized it's not really efficient for me. If I change my mind once again I'll let you all know.

I made the covers and everything. *sob*

But I realized this book is getting pretty popular, and I love all of you guys for that. (145k?! JFC DUDE)

I'll be getting rid of the other books and will continue updating this one. Love you all! <3

And finally, levi will always be taller unless said so. ;3;

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"So, uh, (y/n)."

"O-Oh, hey Levi. What's up?"

"Go to the school dance with me."

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I stared into my darkened closet filled with shadows and speckles of light emitted from outside radiance. My eyes drifted from side to side, scanning the area for a unique dress to impress Levi, my one and only.

Our relationship isn't at all serious yet. We're not even dating; he just asked me out to the school dance.

My hand hovering over a slightly reflective dress drenched and soaked in an oily ink, I went to snatch it from it's hanger and onto my bed. I laid it gently onto the mattress, straightening out its wrinkles and folds, contemplating how the dress may appear on my average figure.

"This dress is sooooo cute, I'm glad my mom got this for me when she had the chance..." I talked aloud to no one in particular. My eyelids drooped at the mentioning of my mother; why do I do this to myself.

Stripping out of my casual clothing, I gripped onto the dress lightly and threw it over my head. After straightening out parts of the dress that bundled together, I posed in front of my dilatory reflection. My lips curved upwards at my appearance, I really want Levi to feel attracted to my beauty.

If I had any, that was.

I walked about my room, grabbing a few fashion necessities. I tightly gripped my black brush, painfully tugging away at my hair as my face contorted in irritation. Next was my scented perfume, spraying it several times in the spacial volume that lightly surrounded me. And I apply makeup, but not too much. I usually aim for the natural appearance when it comes to beauty, since that's what beauty's real definition holds.

I skipped out of my (f/c) bedroom and through the echoing hallway, arriving at the front entrance as the sound of my feet hitting the wooden floor bounced from the walls and back. I approached the shoes that complimented my dress the best, sliding them onto my petite feet. After adjusting them and realizing it was a perfect fit, I stood there in such a stance where I contemplated what next had to be done.

"Hey, (y/n). Here's my number. Text me where you live, I'll pick you up."

"Damn, I forgot to text him!" I face palmed myself and smacked my head embarrassingly. I ran back to my room, sending a wave of adrenaline through my veins as I nearly tripped on the way to.