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🍋Bad Boy Levi X Shy Fem Reader: "Bet I Could Make You Scream"

Well, not much to say here. This one's for all you shy bois ;)

Acronyms:
Y/N: your name
B/F/N: best friends name
B/T: body type
C/S: cup size
S/C: skin color
F/C: favorite color
H/C: Hair color
H/L: hair length
F/A: favorite artist
F/S: favorite show

Have fun :)

You sat in the library reading your book for your English paper. You sat alone as usual, but you didn't mind, seeing as being alone was something that happened a lot for you. It wasn't that people disliked you, you were just very shy and had a hard time approaching others. You continued reading until you heard the library door open, peeking up from your book you saw a group of boys in all black and leather jackets. They weren't strangers to you or anyone on campus for that matter, they were part of the group of rowdy "bad boys" as most people called them. Women all over campus swooned over them, but you didn't participate in the swooning, seeing as it was pointless attention. Although there was one you found that stood out from the rest, and that was their number one, Levi Ackerman. He wasn't like the rest of them, he was a man of few words, always calm and collected, and knew how to handle every situation properly. He never gave in to the women who surrounded him unlike his group did, while they ate it up, he would often push them away. You gave him small glances every so often, being sure that he wouldn't catch you starting at his cold, silver eyes, his chiseled jaw, and the way his raven fell in his face. You blushed going back to your book trying to concentrate on the task at hand. You looked over once more to see them walking over to your table, you slightly jumped in your seat, but attempted to recover from it acting as if you didn't notice. Two of the boys, Eren and Farlan, sat next to you and moved in close,
"Hey Y/N, whatcha reading," Eren asked, almost in a mocking tone. You meekly responded with the name of the book and tried to continue reading. They chuckled as they moved in closer, almost squishing you in-between them, you blushed as you began to shake in fear, unable to do anything. They continued to pester you about the fact that you were so quiet until someone slammed their hand on the table,
"That's enough. Leave the girl alone and let her read in peace." You looked up to see Levi at the end of the table looking at all three of you. His brows furrowed in anger as his members dispersed. He removed his hand from the table and walked away, not giving any response after. Your face was on fire as Levi grabbed a book from one of the top shelves of the history section, checked it out, and he and his group left. You exhaled deeply as the door closed and thunked your head down on the table, thinking about how dumb you looked in front of them. You looked up at the clock, your class not starting for another 20 minutes, you decided to just wait and great before you had to leave the library.

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You dragged throughout your classes for the day, and when the time came to go home, you rushed out the doors and began walking down the street home. You heard the revving of motorcycle engines, looking behind you, you saw Levi and his group pullout of the parking lot one by one driving off-campus. The first one out was Levi, you stared as he drove off, he gave a glimpse as he passed you. You looked away, blushing hard as you quickened your pace home. The two boys from earlier in the library hollered to you and whistled, making your face burn. They sped past you as you turned your face, not wanting them to see your embarrassment. You watched the group drive off into the distance, wondering what it was like to be apart of something like. It made you feel a little sad inside, but you knew you'd never have that kind of confidence to join, but the idea was nice. You walked into an empty house once again, your parents traveled for work so you were home alone most of the time. You set your bag down near the door and kicked off your shoes, you walked to your living room and plopped into the couch. You dozed off thinking of what happened in the library, how aggressive he was to his buddies, and yet how he so smoothly handled the situation. His image burned in your mind, he was so fricken hot with his leather jacket and bad boy demeanor, but his eyes are what did it in. You felt yourself become aroused at the feeling of his gaze burning through you. You began to picture him without his jacket, imagining his sculpted body in a tank top, but still wearing his baggy pants and studded belt. Deep down you knew you were a slut for him, but you could never let him or anyone else know that it'd be way too embarrassing and degrading. You pulled yourself off the couch and into your room, putting on so comfy clothes and fantasizing about him until you fell asleep.