Levi Ackerman Oneshots (Levi x Reader) [Completed]

° Intial D! (Street Racer! Levi x Reader)

oh hey so, I really love cars! and I really like working on them- so I'll try my best to define any lingo that I use, but I hope you like - kay
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"Erwin, I'm gonna need you to order in some matte black Koing Hypergram wheels. They're for a Miata I'm working on!" My voice shot loudly across the workshop, leaving a loud ringing in everyone's ears. They all looked slightly annoyed, but nonetheless, began searching for the wheels.
"Can I get the info?" He asked back, once again yelled. I nodded, holding up the coding order for the set.

Running over to him, I laid the sheet down and smiled. He quickly began typing on our office PC, ordering the beautiful set.
"You goin' to the race track tonight? What's it called?" I laughed a little, snorting along the way. "Street Fights, and yeah, I'm going."
I felt a hip jolt against mine, looking down to see Erwin giving me a suggestive look. "For him?"

Sighing, I grabbed the grease-covered paper towel and began to wipe my hands down. "Yeah- I mean no! For the car show!" Quickly my face heated up, leaving Erwin to laugh at my embarrassment.

Once the day was done, and the garage was left under Erwin's watch, I left to meet with Eren and Mikasa. I had met them some time ago in college along with Armin, but he didn't like how loud the cars were.
I parked in a vacant lot near the track, hoping to escape the traffic later that night.

With speed, I took my outfit to the bathroom and changed in one of the stalls. Black sheer top with a neon purple bralette underneath, black pleaded pants, and black doc martin's in case they needed me on the line.
Freshening myself up, I exited the bathroom to find Mikasa and Eren on their phones.

"Hey guys! What's up?" My voice was shakey, Mikasa seemed to notice by the squint of her eyes, but she didn't say anything. Eren responded instead. "Nothin' much pretty girl, just here for the car show. I assume you're going to the race track?" I nodded, "Yeah, I've gotta be there incase they need me."
Eren rolled his eyes and gave a quick 'mhm' under his breath, when I caught sight of my favorite lineman.

"HANJI ZOE!" I nearly sang, running at them with all my might. They embraced me, the smell of grease and sweat heavy on the cushioned uniform.
"Hey girly, how's it hangin'? Here for shorty?" I nodded. Hanji knew of my, small, crush on the D1 driver.
They laughed, brushing the locks of brown away from their face. "Yeah, he's down there getting ready. Checkin' out the car show lot too. You should see him."

My face lit red, pondering over to Eren and Mikasa. The pair sat on the chairs under the food tent, her legs slung over his, on their phones. I don't think they'd notice if I slipped away for a minute.
"How long until start time?" They looked at their watch. "You've got 45 minutes till prep time, and hour until start. Have fun, chicka."

I rolled my eyes, them leaving back to prep the stations. My legs began to trot easily down to the car show portion, where I saw some beautifully decorated racing cars, along with muscle cars as well.
Soon my (E/C) orbs would meet with silvery-steel ones, making my breath catch.
Levi's uniform was tight, less cushioned than Hanji's- enough to where I could see his abs. His shoulders looked broad, back stiff as he smiled at me.

"Hey (F/N), here for the race?" He spoke, coming closer to me. The weather, although warm, became much hotter in this instance.
"O-Oh, yeah! I am." He only chuckled. "Here, come with me."

Levi took my hand, something he would never have thought was a big deal, and travelled back to the private station for the drivers.
It was a smaller building, each room having a locker and enough space for about two people. "Stay here," He spoke, opening the door and quickly disappearing behind it.

My body slouched against the wall, wondering what he could have possibly brought me here for.
"Sweet little (F/N), how I've missed you!" Quick bold arms wrapped around my waist, encasing me into a strong chest. "I've missed you too, Jean." He smelled of axe, it wasn't bad- but it wasn't like Levi. Levi smelled like an old musk, along with lemon .

Jean squeezed past me, making his way out with a large helmet.
Just then, Levi arrived from the room holding a black piece of clothing. "Here, I want you to wear it tonight." His voice was smooth, his hand making it's way onto my shoulder. I took the clothing, realizing it was a black jacket with his number and name hemmed to the back.

"Oh, Levi.." My arms wringed around his neck, holding him close to me. We sat like this for a moment, before he pulled away. "Try it on?"
I nodded, him helping me push my arms through the sleeves. The cloth was soft, and just my size. His name rested directly over my heart, giving me butterflies, and knowing I wasn't just some fan girl.

"Do you like?" He asked, petting my hair softly. "I love it!" My excited words jumped out a little quickly, eyes finding his own once more.
We held this contact for a moment, up until our lips met. He pushed me against the wall softly, kissing me.

I almost couldn't believe it, his lips were so soft, his body so warm. When I felt the kiss begin to get heated, a loud buzz flooded the rooms.
"That's my que, baby. I've got to go. Root for me, will you?" His gloved hand met my own, holding it. He had a soft look to his face, and expression that read of desperation.

"Always, Levi." He shot me a sly smirk before running out, waving at the people who crowded when he left the doors.

How I loved this man.