Request by: Skeletonche
A/N: yo sorry this took too long I had laptop issues and I hate writing on my phone and then school work was like hi and then I got addicted to Dont Starve Together (and I still am addicted to it help I'm not sleeping) but I FINALLY FINISHED IT HOPE IT'S GOOD ENOUGH FOR YA LOVE YA
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mysophobia | ˌmʌɪsə(ʊ)ˈfəʊbɪə | (also misophobia)
noun [mass noun]
extreme or irrational fear of dirt or contamination: a very serious case of mysophobia.
"(F/n)! Training is in 5 minutes! You've already missed breakfast!" Your good friend Christa screeched as she burst through your shared room's door, rushing up to you and pulling out your straps before shoving them to you.
"Christa I can do it by myself!" You pleaded, feeling extremely uncomfortable as her bare hands touched your straps. 'I just cleaned those!' you internally cried out, refusing to take them off of Christa. She stubbornly shoved them into your arms before running out of the room saying that she'll get you food.
Trembling, you looked down at your bare hands that held the 3DMG straps. 'I have to clean these now or I'll be late!' Running out of the room, I ran headfirst into Armin. I yelped as I fell backward, hitting the ground as getting dirt on my hands and on my straps. 'I managed to go weeks without this getting out of hand, why today of all days!'
"(f/n)! Captian is looking for you!" He informed me, offering a hand to help me stand up. I flinched as I saw his hand, backing up slightly while mildly shaking from my panic. "(F/n)? Are you okay?" He asked, sounding quite worried.
"Please tell Captian I'm not feeling well and that I won't make it today!" You yelled as you darted away into the bathrooms, stumbling on the way and leaving Armin behind with a confused face.
~time skip to dinner time~
You stood in the kitchen, making yourself some food while everyone else just grabbed what was made. A few people gave you some weird glances but shrugged it off quickly as they were too focused on being able to eat after a hard day of work.
"(f/n) there you are!!" Hanji yelled, rushing up to me and stopping to hug me, only to see me back away with the 'no-touch' expression and gesture. "It's good to see that you're eating for once! You could really do with the extra weight!" She laughed, watching you hesitate before continuing to cook.
"Oi, four-eyes! Stop harassing her!" You heard a monotone voice yell out from behind you, causing you to flinch. Hanji smiled, before running off to harass Eren instead. Levi walked up beside you and glanced at your hands briefly as you tried to finish cooking as quickly as possible. His eyes widened briefly, seeing your exposed hands. They were always covered in gloves, but now they were bare as you had to cook food. (they don't have plastic disposable gloves duh, you're not cooking with gloves on. We can say the food is clean enough it's fine) Bruises littered your hands from your scrubbing. Catching on that Levi was staring at your hands, you pulled them back and hid them behind your back, quickly abandoning your spot in the kitchen as Levi tried to speak. Rushing towards your dorm room, you ran into the bathroom and turned on the tap, shoving your hands into the hot water as you scrubbed the food off of your hands with brute force, the soap and disinfectant sending shots of pain up your nerves from the small scrapes littering your hands. 'Oh god he saw what do I do what do I do!' you internally screamed as you heard knocking on the dorm's door, followed by the monotone voice of the person who you just so happened to be running away from.
Hearing the rooms door open, you quickly dried off your hands and shoved gloves on as Levi barged into the bathroom (you didn't close or lock the door in your hurry). Hands behind your hand, you forced a smile as he stared at you intensely.
"Can I help you, Captian?" You asked innocently, sweating bullets. He clicked his tounge and stepped closer to you, only to have you back away slowly.
"Show me your hands, (f/n)." He sternly commanded, grabbing your arm and pulling you forward so he could grab your hand. You squeaked, stumbling forward as he ripped off your glove and gripped onto your hand, scanning it. His eyes widened for a split second as he scanned the bruises and little beads of blood that covered your hands. You winced from the pain, trying to get him to let go of you- but to no avail, his grip was too firm.
Feeling your eyes well up with tears, you bit your lip as you gently started to shake. Levi gently cupped your hands in his own, and turned his gaze to your eyes. "Oi (f/n), there's no need to be scared of me- I just want to help. Would you explain?" His voice was soft, monotone but soft. Your heart was beating out of control- why did i have to get myself into this situation??
Refusing to look him in the eyes, you let your hair fall over your face, still trying to get your hands free from him. "Please sir, just let go..." You protested, too frail to actually break free.
"Not until you tell me what's going on, (l/n)." His voice was a little more firm this time.
"It's none of your business!" You screamed at him, finally feeling him let go of you. You rubbed your hand gently, before trying to get the gloves back onto your hands. Feeling a hand grab onto your chin, you flinched as Levi tugged you right up next to his face. Before you could say anything more, he crashes his lips into yours and gave you a passionate, but still somehow caring kiss. Looking at him in shock- you didn't know how to react. So you just caved in- caved into the kiss, caved into your thoughts, caved into his wishes.
"Mysophobia, sir. I tried so hard and I was doing so well but I just caved into myself and I couldn't handle it anymore. I feel so sick..." You explained, still trembling. Levi sighed, pulling you into a firm hug as he rested his chin on your shoulder. Slowly, you wrapped your arms around him and relaxed in the warm embrace.
"This kind of stuff isn't in our control- I know it can be hard. Now I need you to eat properly, okay? I'll cook it for you if you want." He suggested. You were aware of his obsessive compulsive nature with cleaning, so you knew you could trust him.
"Thank you, sir..."
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Levi x reader oneshots
Fanfic((IN THE PROCESS OF BEING EDITED)) A bunch of one shots with you and Levi. Female based reader. I don't own anything in this book apart from the story lines. Everything goes to their rightful owners.
