Cheater!Levi X Reader Oneshots

Summer Vacation- Part 1

It was at this time that I finally realised a couple of things. One of them being; of course, that I've had it with Levi's shit.

Quite blunt, isn't it?
From arguing,  to fighting , to  slapping, it was tiring enough to even see his dumbass face in the first place.

I quietly thought these things to myself as I washed the dishes with a pretty big hum. God knows where I've heard that little tune from. Yet I still couldn't stop just humming it.

As it stood now, Levi wasn't home, "unfortunately", and I was about done cleaning around my apartament. Once I did  finish I set the spinge down and groaned internally. Oh boy was this going to be an interesting week indeed. Just recently, one of my friends, Jean, of course, was investigating exactly what the fuck Levi was up to. Why? I dunno; I didn't ask him. He went out of his way to do it for some reason. Jean was just that weird, being all loud and competitive and constantly staring at Mikasa like she was a piece of meat; although we all know he didn't think about her like that. Yeah, he was completely in love. Well, I couldn't really moan about it, he atleast was in love and not in a dead relationship like me right now. It was unironically sad, to me at least.

Thud. I set down the rest of the dishes and wiped my hands, moving away from the sink and the kitchen itself. What to do, what to do? Maybe finish that project due next week? It shouldn't be a problem; after ten years of dedication to architecture anyway. I sat down at the living room table and began scrolling through my phone... The little building-drawing could wait a while. As I looked at my FaceBook newsfeed I noticed a message had randomly popped up. Who wants to talk to me at this hour in the evening? I click on the small (very happy may I add) icon that popped up on the right corner of my screen.

Hello.

Hi?

I took a small breath and awaited a reply from this so-called stranger. It was so unusual to be honest, being messaged by random strangers all the time and having no say in this. And if you block them? They come back eventually, so, I decided to listen to whatever this person had to say.

I think we might know each other!

Oh, do we now?

I went back to FaceBook and started searching up their name, it turns out this girl was called Charlie, and she could've fooled me by the way she ravaged her haircut. I scrolled down and looked at her feed, getting another splendid message from the said... now acquaintance? Sigh. Man, this was such a fucking drag. But at least I was getting SOME attention. I went back to reply

Mhm, we used to take cooking classes together in college!

Okay, so what do you want then?

I was thinking that maybe we could hang out this weekend, if you want?

I hesitated. There was something off. I just smell this sort of stuff from twenty feet away. Another shaky sigh and, why not?

Sure.

Great!

And then, for another moment I sat back on my seat and stared with full-time hatred at the message I received from Jean. He was up to something again and I was just having a nice moment .2 seconds ago god dammit! I moved my thumb to open up his message, pressing on that annoying icon of his annoying long face and his annoying shitty hair.

What is it.

Yo dude, I found some good stuff!!!

You're so excited to see me look much more dead inside aren't you?

Hmmm... I mean, I guess so. I thought maybe this would make Jaeger regret not trying to be cooler than me.

You kids need to stop being so sad and thinking constantly about winning stupid things.

I'm older than you.

I guess that was true.

In the next moment he sent me a screenshot of what he supposedly dug up, which was boring stuff until I saw a photo of Levi and some unknown girl. No, it wasn't Charlie, those coincidences don't quite exist in reality, do they now? I messaged him back to send me a few more screenshots and let myself fall even deeper into the couch, I let out a louder, even more depressed, childish sigh a the fact that I now had proof of Levi's whoring. What am I meant to do with this? I could go gay and just live with him but, not really be together with him 'officially' anymore? I'm heteroflexible so... maybe. If I like Charlie, maybe. I mean, she wasn't so bad, or too annoying, or too pushy back in college, and I'd be surprised if she ended up picking that sort of attitude with her stubbornness in the way. There was some sort of way to make this short, whoring piece of shit, man fall on his knees and save it.

I mean, you could just be doubting yourself right now, right? It was just a photo of him and someone! If not for that cute caption that went with the photo, going 'found the perfect half!' and usually, when people post things such as these they mean romantically, plus, whom is stupid enough to go ahead and go 'my perfect half!!!!!!!!!' without it meaning romantically anyway? Nobody is really that pure anymore. I sighed, and shifted to lay on my back before going back to texting Charlie.

How about lunch, one o'clock at that one café at the metro station downtown?

Typing, typing, typing, maybe she can't contain her excitement? She was pretty shy back then, maybe she kept that characteristic.

That sounds awesome! Thanks for meeting up with me!