Levi x Reader One-Shots

Your Name

Your Name

(Singer Levi x Fan Reader)

Listen to this when the lyrics come on, being sung by you!~


(N/O's P.O.V)

Count down till No Name's performance: ONE FUCKING DAY, BITCHES!

Being the really crazy fan girl you were, you wanted a VIP ticket to No Name's latest concert, which was only 24 hours away. Luckily a miracle happened and you did end up with one, some how.

"I'll show you, tearing it to pieces
If you only wish for salvation, for the future
Then, kneel down

A stagnant field of vision, a warped up common sense
Who does this world belong to?

I can't possibly know the answer
I'll just paint it over, with these hands
With the wings of endless freedom on my back

Roaming about, where to go?
If you want a path for you to move forward
Prostrate yourself before me

I'll show you, tearing it to pieces
If you only wish for salvation, for the future
Then, kneel down

What a mess, the tea's cold already.
A troublesome, crazy rules

What do you believe in, what do you choose
The one who will decide is you, yourself
An unshakeable feeling and vows, in this heart

For who, and for what sake, do you fight?
Right now, with that brainless head of yours
Think of it

Look forward, follow my lead
If you want to see the truth with your own eyes
Don't avert your gaze

Roaming about, where to go?
If you want a path for you to move forward
Prostrate yourself before me

I'll show you, tearing it to pieces
If you only wish for salvation, for the future
Then, kneel down"

Giggling to yourself you didn't hear your neighbour banging on his floor or your roof. You weren't well off, in fact quite the opposite, hence why you lived in a flat. You struggled to pay your rent every month, so how you got your ticket, it was a miracle.

(Flashback~)

You were walking down the street to your work, minding your own business, until you accidentally bumped into a person. "S-sorry, here," you say, offering him your hand. He got up by himself, brushing off all the imaginary dust and said, "Tch, this means you need to buy me a drink." Nodding you look in your pocket and see 5... 10... 15 pounds! You mentally sigh in relief and ask the short man "Which one? You can of course pick, you were the one I ran into." He pauses for a few minutes and finally replied by saying
"Kyodaina kafe." You smile, taking his hand in your own, and walk to the Colossal Café.
"This is actually where I work, but I only make the cakes in the back," You explain, smiling to yourself. It was actually the way your mum taught you, nothing could beat her baking.

Soon you actually arrived at the locked shop and shoved the key in the hole. Opening the doors, you walk in and turn the closed sign onto the open side. "I've got to make some cakes but it won't take long! I'll get you a... tea? Umm, Large with no sugar or milk, right?" He slightly opens his eyes before returning them to their normal size and nodding. Going past the counter, you start making the black tea and some small mille-feuille.

In less than an hour the dessert was done, however, none of the workers had come in and you were busy doing all the baking and the drink making. Finally, the rest of the desserts were ready and all you needed to do was make the drinks when all of a sudden there was a loud disturbance. "When did you get to ask her out?! I saw her first!" Confused, you looked up at all the commotion.
"Since I actually had the balls to! Horse face!" Suddenly, one of the men went flying into the wall, luckily not breaking any tables or anything. However before any of the men could continue, you brought a baseball bat out from under the counter. "Care to explain all the yelling, gentlemen?"

All of a sudden, they were kicked out, faster than anyone could say 'She's got a nice ass'. Returning to the counter you continued making the rest of the drinks, ignoring the stares you were given. After what seemed like hours, the rest of the drinks were made and the tables needed cleaning. Sighing you grab the Windex bottle and a rag and start cleaning the glass tables, collecting all the mugs and plates on the way. And soon enough you had cleaned all of the tables except the man's, who you'd bumped into earlier. Making your way over there, you see the man was still there. He stood up and said, "You need this more than I do, I don't need a ticket, I'm the life and soul of the concert."

(End of Flashback)

So there you stood, in your apartment, singing No Name's first ever song. You pause, thinking back to that blessed day and realise... That. Was. HIM. "NYYAAA!!!! LEEVVVIIII!!!!!" Again my neighbour bangs his floor. " Oh, SHUT UP WILL YOU, YOU FORTY-YEAR-OLD VIRGIN!"

Oops, I better run...