Look I don’t know why I started writing this but I did take it or leave it
That being said, I like to think Levi is as direct with affection/what he wants when he wants you as he is about his opinions on stuff
Another week passed you by, and you trudged tiredly to your room. Training was more intense these days, and while you were glad the cadets were being trained even better and more rigorously than you had been, you couldn’t help but feel annoyed that you were going through it. You decided that you could let yourself skip your nightly routine of exercising and just go straight to bed.
But when you heard your name, you froze. You hadn’t spoken to Levi since you’d embarrassed yourself in front of him the first day of ODM training. You turned around to look at him and saw him nod toward his office.
With a heavy sigh, you started following him.
He sat down on his desk and gestured for you to close the door.
You did, and walked over to the chair in front of his desk. “What’s up?” You asked, groaning in pain as you sat down.
“You’ve avoided me for an entire week.”
Shit. You thought to yourself. “Have I?” You asked, trying to make it seem unintentional.
“Spare me, Y/N. I know you, and can read you like a book.” He said, crossing his arms. “Why are you avoiding me?”
You stared at him, unsure of what you were supposed to say.
“It’s just us in here. What’s going on?” He asked.
“Do you… do you not remember what-!”
“Obviously I remember. Why would that be a reason to avoid me?”
“It was embarrassing and awkward.” You said. “Didn’t that make you feel awkward?”
“Was I supposed to feel awkward about that?” He asked, raising an eyebrow. “I certainly was surprised, but it didn’t make me feel awkward.”
You genuinely didn’t know what to say to that.
“I didn’t want to let go.” He said finally, with a shrug. “I guess that’s why I didn’t feel awkward.”
Your face turned pink as you struggled to formulate a response that wasn’t clumsy babbling. “What are you-what is going-what the hell?” You asked, flustered. “Do you like holding me, or something?”
Levi just stared at you quietly, calmly.
You could feel yourself getting more nervous by the minute. “You’re so frustrating! You tease me relentlessly, you make it seem like I’m annoying but also your best friend, you won’t tell people we’re together or not together… what do you want?”
As you rattled on, you didn’t notice him stand up and take a step toward you. He leaned forward, planting his hands on either side of the chair you sat in. “Are you sure you want the answer?” He asked softly. The way he looked at you was different from his usual expression. It was softer. More gentle.
You thought about it for a moment, and finally nodded.
He carefully closed the distance between you and kissed you oh so softly. Your body felt like someone had lit it on fire, and your heart started pounding again. It was like he’d kicked your entire nervous system into gear. You felt like you needed to run and jump and somersault, but you couldn’t move even a single inch if you wanted to.
If you wanted to. You didn’t want to.
Levi seemed to sense your internal panic, and his voice brought you back down to earth. “Are you okay?”
You didn’t even realize you’d grabbed his shirt until your lips were pressed against his again. You tightened your grip on his shirt when you heard the quiet sound he made. He slid his hand onto the side of your face, his fingertips brushing against your neck.
When you pulled away from him, you noticed his face was red, too. “Sorry.” You whispered.
He pressed his index finger to your lips. “Don’t ever apologize for kissing me ever again.” He said sternly.
“What… again?” You asked. “We’re going to kiss again?”
He looked at you with a defeated expression. “Are you stupid? I would fucking hope we’re going to kiss again.”
Ba-bump.
“Y/N, do you think I kissed you for no reason?” He asked.
“I dunno.” You shrugged.
He grabbed your chin and made you look him in the eye. “I didn’t.”
Your lips parted in surprise. “Since when do you want to kiss me?”
“None of your business.” He said, letting go of you and standing up. “I imagine you’re tired, so I’ll let you go to bed. I want you to stop avoiding me. There’s no reason for it.”