A/N:
This story takes place from Levi's P.O.V and takes place in modern time but there are still titans and such. This is probably only going to be like a one-shot(¬_¬)
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Thank you, bye~
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« Dear _____, »
"Good morning!" I heard a familiar voice chime.
My eyes tiredly flutter open and I squint as the bright sunlight shines in from my window. I rub my eyes groggily and am suddenly embraced from behind. I'm slightly alarmed, but instantly settle down once I hear your adorable little giggle in my ear. I smile.
"Good morning, dear." I nuzzle my forehead onto yours and close my eyes.
I enjoy the moment as long as I can before you pull away and skip to my desk.
"I got your favorite tea for you this morning!" You chime as you slowly bring the tray over to my bed, trying not to spill it everywhere.
I smile at your every movement. I'm not sure why. It's just...everything you do is so precious, I can't help but smile.
"I love you." I say, still tired. I carefully take the cup from the tray and sip on it lightly.
Just as you start to turn around, I quickly pull you back down next to me. You seem startled at first, but once I rest my head on top of yours, you instantly melt. How could one person be so cute? I notice the ends of your ears burning red and I can't help but laugh lightly. I sip my tea slowly, still slightly amused.
"I love you too." You say, just above a whisper.
"Yeah..." I laugh lightly,"but I love you more," I smile as you playfully frown at me.
You were honestly amazing. I don't know how to even say this with out sounding absolutely cheesy, but I love you so fucking much. I have no idea how to express it enough. It kills me inside that you can't see yourself the way I do.
I look down at your already blushing face, which grows an even darker shade of red. I smile and place a soft kiss on your nose and rest my forehead against yours. Your eyes flutter shut and a huge smile spreads across your face.
I suddenly feel your warm hand rest on my cheek. I bring my hand up to yours and we just sit there for a moment, enjoying each other's company.
I slowly lean closer to your face and I can hear you breathing hitch out of shock. I laugh lightly before placing my lips on yours. It wasn't an explicit PG-13 kiss. It was a nice, love-filled kiss. Your lips are so warm against mine, or so it felt. I slowly intertwine my fingers with yours and gently squeeze your fragile little hand. I want to feel you, make sure that you were actually there...with me.
We slowly pull away and continue to rest our foreheads together. I'm still gently squeezing your hand as you start to speak,
"I love you more..."
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My eye shoot open and my breathing is heavy. I quickly sit up and put my face in my hands.
"Why...?" I say aloud.
I remove my hands, only to see the gray cloudy sun light shining through my window. I stare at it for a moment before angrily sliding the curtains shut.
"Why am I constantly reminded of her?!" I say rather loudly as I throw the blanket off of me and sit on the edge of my bed.
I sigh and slowly lift my head to look over at my desk, actually hoping you would be sitting there with my tea. Once I look up to find only nothing, I place my face back into my hands. The memory scratching, clawing and eating away at me, like a pack of vicious animals.
