May I request 'a kiss on the cheek' from the kiss roulette prompts you reblogged months ago? For Levihan as kids.
Feel free to ignore this, of course, but if you decide to write something: thank you 🩷
Kiyoshi, hey, i hope you're doing well! ♥️
thank you for this request, i think this might be breaking my record time between receiving a prompt and posting it (in a good way this time since it's been, what 28 hours since you sent this? i am so proud of myself here hehehe)
anyway, enjoy your kiss roulette kid levihan fic ♥️
summer has come and passed
word count: 2.2k
characters: Levi Ackerman, Hange Zoë, Kuchel Ackerman, Hange Zoë's Mothers
additional tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Summer Vacation, Kid Levihan, Fluff, Angst, She/Her Pronouns for Hange Zoë, that's right hange zoë's motherS, 2025 is the year i write lesbians into every headcanon/AU i can apparently, POV Levi Ackerman
summary: Is there anything worse than the end of a vacation, and having to say goodbye to your summer friends?
The wind was blowing harder and colder than it had in the past three weeks, announcing the end of summer and the upcoming return to school that always accompanied Levi’s autumns. The air tasted like the salt of the nearby ocean and that second ice cream Hange and him would get that they would regret asking for after the first bite —that they would eat anyway because neither of them wanted to be scolded for biting off more than they could chew— and lingered, nauseatingly bitter on Levi’s tongue like that time Hange had missed his face and pulverized sunscreen into his mouth instead.
He looked on as the adults of the Zoë family wrapped up their travel arrangements, putting all of their belongings in order in the conversion van that Hange had proudly explained her mothers had fixed up together years ago, that made up their little house on wheels she had been so happy to invite him in for tea a few times over.
“I guess I’ll see you soon, Levi!” She said, bringing him back from his quiet observation and to the sour conversation he knew had to take place now.
“You won’t see me anytime soon,” he reasoned.
It felt like a giant hand wrapped around him and squeezed something in his chest as he realized, this was one of the last time he would have to be the one reasoning her.
Hange was smart, so abnormally smart she knew a lot of things Levi was convinced even his schoolteacher didn’t know; but she knew so much she sometimes seemed to forget things everyone else didn’t have a problem keeping in mind.
Like the fact that after she would climb into that bright orange van and let it drive her away to God knew where, Levi would —after the couple of nights he still had here— go back home, thousands of kilometers away from here, and more importantly, from her.