One-shots & Short Stories [Levi | Reader]

Calling Dibs [Librarian! Levi | Reader | Modern AU!]

I make my way to the entrance of the building and go up the stairs as fast as possible since I am pretty much aware I'll be late. Well, not that I can be late for a library, but around two years ago I set myself a schedule to follow and I am falling behind right now.

I quickly gulp down half the contents of the carton cup I'm clutching in my hold as I stop inbetween floors to take a breath. The hot liquid burns my tongue and I am sure it will leave it numb for the next few hours, but since I can't bring beverages or food in the library I have to drink it now or get it poured all over my head as I am being kicked out for the day.

I know better than to choose the latter. And since today has already been bad enough I really don't want for it to become even worse by not letting me see my beloved librarian.

Yeah, you totally heard me, I've got the hots for the librarian of the local library.

I resume my sprint up the stairs and finally find myself in front of the entrance of the library. The hard oak doors mark the exact place I leave behind all pride and enter the guilty-pleasure temple I've secretly built for myself exactly two and a half years ago. I push the doors open and enter inside, tossing the now-empty carton cup in the trash can close by and glancing at the massive mahogany desk a few feet away from me.

Behind its slick surface sits a male so gorgeous I can cry every time I look at him. His gaze departs for a moment from the lines of the book he's holding and descends towards my form. His gunmetal irises eye me up shortly before they return to the safe heaven of the paragraphs of the book in his hands and he huffs almost inaudibly as I make my way by his desk.

"A bit late today." He notes boredly and I stiffen for a single second. I realise he is very observant, maybe even more than he is beautiful and since my highness is a regular visitor at the library I can bet he has the exact time I arrive and depart written down on a note and stored deep within that pretty mind of his.

"My roommates were having a gathering of sorts, it's hard to change clothes when there are people making out in front of your dresser." Not a lie. Eren and Jean are dipshits, who are most probably currently getting wasted and hooking up with different girls on every flat surface they can find around the dorm. My statement makes the raven snort. Probably he doesn't need that many details.

"Are you going to stay until closing time again?" He asks instead of making a comment on my previous words and I hold back a snort of kinds.

Of fucking course, I'll be staying until closing time, you beautiful creature. Ever seen me leave earlier than that? I think for a second that it will be very unfortunate if the male that stands behind the desk turns out to be a mind-reader because all the stuff I've said and thought and imagined that regarded him would turn out to be a great way for him to blackmail me and probably bring me a great deal of humiliation along the way.

"Yeah, I have to read some more..." I trail off uncomfortably. What did I even read last time I was here? I forgot, I probably stared at the raven too hard to focus for more than a few paragraphs. Even so, I have a Literature major, I'm supposed to read classics or something of the kind. "Hamlet."

"Didn't you finish that last month?" He questions boredly as his piercing gaze once again leaves the pages of his book to glance at me with a look that almost tells me I am fucking busted. I glance around the library, surprisingly finding the almost empty place not being that much of a reassurance as I usually do. I think up a lie.

"Jean doesn't get it fully and we have an assignment for next week. He said he'd give me twenty bucks if I managed to teach him everything and for that to happen I myself have to read it once more and freshen up my memory." I blabber much and quickly, but the man behind the desk doesn't seem to mind.