The Secretary. {Levi x Reader} (Completed)

19. Mister Lame

(Levi)

I was sitting on the small couch watching the I don't even care what number model walk on the stage and Marco next to me excitedly watched talking about how his creations were going to look fantastic on them. Honestly my phone was more interesting than the models walking, I had seen so many over the years and the phase of me drooling over them had ended. Now I was at the phase of I just want to go home and not see another human for the next year.

Expect (Y/N), I'd like to see her and her brat seeing as those two go together. My attention was brought away from my phone when someone sat next to me.

"Hi, four eyes." I said after seeing who it was.

"Hello my beautiful shorty, how are you? "

"Alive. "

"I'd be disappointed if you weren't."

"But I'd be happy not having to see anyone anymore. "

"You see, unfortunately one of the side effects of being dead is that you are not able to feel anymore so you wouldn't be happy. "

"What do you want Hange?" I rubbed my eyes.

"Just wanted to see how you're doing, we don't talk much with all the work we have with the collection. "

"Well I'm fine, what about you? "

"I'm fine tooooo... " I raised an eyebrow, she clearly wanted to tell me something.

"What is it? "

"Mmmmmmmm, so yesterday I went out with Erwin. " before I had the chance to speak Marco opened his mouth.

"Really? Finally it's been ages, I was starting to grow grey hairs, so did you confess? How did it go? "

"I didn't confess... " both me and Marco rolled our eyes. "But I did make some progress! "

"Like? " I looked at her.

"I kissed his cheek when we said goodnight. " she excitedly said.

"Wow, so much progress. " Marco said and looked back at the models.

"It is progress, what would you have me do? "

"Confess! You've been friends for over ten years, a kiss on the cheek is not going to indicate anything. "

"Anyway! So that's the progress I made, on a different note, what about you?"

"Nothing from me." Marco said and stood up to go up to the models.

"What about you shorty? "

"Nothing really. " I shrugged.

"Really? How's Amy? "

"She's fine. " I fought back a smile at the thought of her.

"When was the last time you talked to her? "

"Last night, I talk to her every night, why? "

"Nothing, just wondering when you are planning to go see her again, maybe I can come with you. "

"Probably in a few months, things will be busy after the collection, I won't have time for trips. "

Thoughts about how I should tell (Y/N) about Amy flooded my mind but decided against it. I knew I should have told her last night but either way she looked very unsure and scared so there is no need to know if she decides in two days to finish things off. But if two or three weeks pass and things are going well I'll tell her, first she needs to know that I won't leave her alone, I want her to trust me. And just like her I have trust issues as well, I'm worried she'll leave me the moment she finds out and I don't want that.