-Hey there! It has really been a long time since I sat down and actually got a oneshot for Levi done. I hope you enjoy this!-
The sun glares down on you as you step out of the car. You take a moment to appreciate the pleasant weather before turning your head to see your boyfriend locking up the car before heading towards you. The breeze brushes past the two of you, and his jet black hair flows to the wind to reveal his stunning undercut. You swallow a lump in your throat as you admire his beauty. You try not to think this way often, but you feel like he's way out of your league. Your heels clack against the pavement as you link your arm through his. Silence ensues, but it still has a reassuring presence. Confidence was never your forte. Even after years of developing your maturity and growing in terms of complexity, you've never put the effort in to change the way you viewed yourself. Your thoughts echo around the vast arena of architecture, and you peer around to see multiple exhibits beckoning at you to approach and admire.
You've been on many dates with Levi, but you secretly believe that this is one of your favourite events you've attended. Being around art just feels right, you feel like you can fully appreciate the masterpieces of humankind with just one glance. Sometimes you'd end up staring at a piece for minutes, completely immersed into the scratches and swivels of the artist's brushes. Levi's never one to come out to do things like this, but he has an eye for elegance and delicacy. You quickly skim through the collection on a wall and attempt to walk to the other side of the room, but Levi stands his ground as he seems to be fixated on a particular painting.
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La Goulue arriving at the Moulin Rouge
Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec
There is no doubt that the painting is beautiful. The hand-painted masterpiece is considered to be a very flowing example of elongated perfection. But you'd never have expected it to catch your boyfriend's attention. He's always been a perfectionist, you'd believe that he'd be more interested in geometrically and angularly accurate representation of women. But here, she looks disproportionate and and comical. You can't help but wrinkle your nose at it, and Levi turns just in time to notice your gesture. His eyes crinkle up with a rare smile as he turns away to admire the painting again, his deep orbs darting about as they analyse with such depth.
"I actually think this painting is quite stunning." he breathes as he leans back to get a good look from another angle.
"Why? She's so..." you trail off as you bite your tongue.
"Fat? Skinny? Thin? Ugly? Unappealing?" he hums and the harsh words dissipate over each other like a bad curse being recited.
"That's not what I meant." you whisper under your breath, but you know that it's exactly what you meant inside. You just feel like a horrible person for feeling that way.
"(Your Name)," he begins as he starts to walk again, he places a hand on yours before turning to you once more. "You've been conditioned to believe that beauty is objective. If you look at all the portraits of women out there today, you'll understand that ideal sizes and proportions shift every single day." He takes a small breath in between his words, but you're fixated on his convincing words.
"So what's your subjective opinion about me then, Levi Ackerman." you mutter underneath your breath and his ears perk up. "You're one that strives for only perfection right? You should know by now that I'm anything but perfect."
"See, that's where you're wrong, you are perfect."
"To you." you look away dejectedly as you start to detach yourself from him because you are utterly unconvinced, but he pulls your wrist back and lifts your chin up with his delicate fingers.
