Cheater!Levi X Reader Oneshots

Chapter Whatever Number We're At

Your name is {name}, and you're a marine biologist. You come from a pretty shitty part of South Africa, though that's something that always goes over your head, so you wouldn't really know what to say on that matter. You like whales. Blue whales. They're pretty funny thing, honestly. All big and with a throat so small they could probably die if they had a toothpick the size of a pencilcase lodged down their throats. Kind of a bizarre line of thinking, is what Petra would say if she were even still alive. She used to rock climb a lot. When she picked up tree climbing lessons it was the end of her, pretty much literally.

You've been numb since then, and cried a lot after having found out. You really thought Levi would understand more, would get where you're coming from, but honestly, you couldn't have been any more fucking wrong by this point. He didn't understand, or, he didn't want to act on what he understood, because he was suddenly more cold than he usually was, which, completely irked you. You had stared from out the window, having seen him roll out of the parking lot so many times that the last you counted was eighth, which was so long ago. Or felt like it was so long ago. Petra has been dead for ages. You couldn't not try to remember her constantly. God, she was your best friend. Helped you become what you wanted to become. And then... this. Today, you called in sick, and hoped that your co-workers would get over it for once and cover your clumsy, sad ass. You set out hopefully, to get dressed.

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Pretty plain clothes you put on, is what you think to yourself, as you stare at the mirror and looking at your petite reflection. Sweater, boots, hat scarf and everything else for a much wanted, needed, and sadly urgent walk outside. You forced yourself to smile, before going downstairs and leaning over to the key hanger to pick up your keys, flinching for a second before instinctively going to re-arrange the keys. Even if shit was up with Ackerman, you had morally chosen to still keep things in the house in their order, since you weren't a fan of disorder and chaos yourself.

Out you go, walking in strides down the road, after having locked your door and looked over your shoulder at it, your paranoia subsiding for now. All you had to do was head downtown, from there, you had all the time in the world to track him down. Levi hadn't told you shit in so fucking long, it was like playing cat and mouse. Your whole relationship has been like this since... Yeah. Since that.

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==> Change of Perspective: The Gay Strip Club, person: ???

You walked in, the suddenly warm and unironically sweat-induced air hit you in the face, and you smiled to yourself while marching over to the bar, ordering your normal plain beer, taking a look around. You stopped briefly to pop open the beer and took a swig of it, looking around again with a grin plastered on your face. A happy grin. Pleasant almost. Today, you were gonna meet this hot piece of ass. It was driving you crazy- holy shit. Since your growth spurt back in highschool, you've been a mountain, a fucking mountain, and this catch was a complete shortstack. A hot. Shortstack. Not to say that he didn't also make you feel all fluttery too!! Of course he did! Hah. Ha. You started getting nervous and it hit you that maybe he wouldn't show up? Maybe they wouldn't be who they showed themselves to be? What if they did some weird shit on the down low? Ahhhh... You were starting to get pissy with yourself. That's when you see it, in the corner of your left eye.

Crisp hair, crisp everything. Sharp edges. You swear, if you traced your fingers near his jaw, that they'd be bleeding in seconds. You turned to smile a bit, the edges of your mouth turning upwards while he still held the same poker face as he always did.
You started the conversation.
"Hey! Hi, Levi..? It's so good to see you! Like, woah, I would've never expected-"

He cut you off.
"Shut up, Jäger. And order me a drink." Oh-lriiight. You felt yourself blush freakishly, and did what he asked- commanded actually, you to do for him. The rest of the time was pretty pleasant honestly. He didn't talk as much as you, but you filled it all with your stupid chatter about your stupid things and at some point you're pretty sure he started enjoying your stupid, stupid, rambling.

You asked him if he maybe wanted to go out.
He said, yeah, sure, whatever.
Of course he would say that sort of thing.
That's cute. In a tsundere sort of way honestly.

You paid for both your drinks and almost partially swept him off his feet, had he not slapped your arm so hard you actually reconsidered it. But he didn't say anything when you slipped your hand over his smaller one, and neither did he, tsk'ing and looking away from your somewhat relieved face.

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==>Change of Perspective: You.

It took you ages, with all this traffic it was hard to cross even the shortest of zebra crossings. It started getting on your fucking nerves by the third one, honestly. God knows how much longer it's gonna take you to just get downtown, and again- God knows how much longer it's gonna take to to find him, just find his withering ass. You gulped softly and moved out, spacing out completely and listening to the life around you, the movement, chit chatter, the happiness that just went through one of your ears and passed through the other without even a memory of it in the first place. You pinched your nose and... Let out a breath that you've been keeping in without realising it. God this is so irritating. So out of place. Everything feels wrong. You feel so alone. Alone.
So alone.

The feeling suddenly vanishes when you see your beloved, but what you see isn't something you ever thought you would, or deserved to see.

He was leaning up, hands on the other's chest, smooching his face off. You stared, blankly, a crowd and a half away from all of this. All too fucking much for you. Are you going to confront him? What are you gonna do? What are your plans, dammit.

Your throat goes dry and you can feel it almost cave in in itself. God god god god!

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==>Author's Log:

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