Dirt & Windex | a levihan fanfiction

two - late night tea

Hange had lived with Levi for a week, no word from Erwin. He didn't seem to care about her sudden disappearance. He hadn't tried to contact her at all.

The man she was staying with, Levi Ackerman,  wasn't home very often. She learned he ran a very important company and he had many business meetings. He even had a small side job; the bar he sang at when she got wasted. He lived in a large, fancy, and expensive apartment. She had learned he was a clean freak when he nearly lost his shit when she forgot to wipe down the counter after making cookies and when she put the oil away in the wrong spot.

Hange found his odd antics funny. He was never rude to her, but one could mistake his crude, dark humor as such.

She often occupied her temporary down time trying to learn the piano that was sitting lonely in the corner of his living room, or going through the many books on his shelf.

Right now, she was mixing different foods together in an attempt to make a new kind of cake, but it didn't look good. Levi wasn't home, but she knew he would be soon, and he wouldn't be too happy with the mess she made in his expensive kitchen.

She scrambled to clean the counter top and the shirt she was wearing, which belonged to him. Hange was too scared to face Erwin to get her things from the apartment, but she needed to do it soon. She felt bad for living with Levi and using all of his things; like shampoo, clothes, food, and guest room.

The sound of the apartment door opening made her heart stop and Levi walked in, scanning the disaster of a kitchen she made.

"Four Eyes," he growled, using the nickname he had given her on the second day she lived with him. "What did you do to my kitchen?"

The brunette eyed the mess she had made. "Uh, what mess?" She asked sheepishly.

He let out an irritated breath. "Just go leave and go clean yourself up. I've got this."

"But-"

"No 'buts'. Even if you did clean it up, it wouldn't meet my standards anyway," he told her matter of factly.

She sighed and walked ashamedly into the master bathroom after pulling a random tee shirt and joggers from Levi's dresser. She started up the large walk in shower, turning the heat all the way up. After stripping the dirty clothes, she stepped into the steaming shower, letting the water wash over her.

After washing herself, she stepped into the new, fresh clothes and walked out into his bedroom. He sat on his bed, a book in his hand. When he felt her presence, he made eye contact with her large, hazel orbs. His eye ran down her body. She was wearing a pair of his black Nike joggers, a random shirt on her upper half, wet hair running down their back.

"Um, Levi?" She said, pushing random hair from her face. "Do you think you could drive me to my apartment tomorrow? So I can get some of my own things?"

The raven haired man gave her a curt nod and ran his slender fingers through his clipped locks, "of course."

He watched as Hange began to fiddle with the hem of her top. She seemed uneasy, nervous. Her obvious reasoning made sense. She hadn't spoken to her boyfriend since she had. . . Well, caught him in the act of cheating. Levi wanted to make her uneasiness evaporate.

He coughed into his fist, "Erm, would it be easier for you if I helped? With him and gathering your things?"

"Oh," she said, a small smile almost reaching her face, "It would, but would that be okay for you? If he was there. . ."

He raised a hand to stop her, "I know the risks. I'll help you in any way I can."

The brunette gave him a grateful smile, pink lips upturned. He watched her clumsily step out of his room and into the large living room. He found himself following her silently, unable to peel himself from her presence.