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on duty vs whorin’
• . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁꒰ঌ·✦·໒꒱ ݁ . ⊹ ₊ ݁. •
Levi Ackerman approaches you and begs you not to leave him. (reworked)
It’s late, but you don’t burden yourself by knowing a specific time. However, the sun has begun to set, which proves itself by the soft glow that gently warms the left side of your face. You steal a second at the end of every minute to close your eyes and appreciate the peaceful moment that life has been kind enough to give to you. Life is so beautiful when it wants to be, you remind yourself. If only that beauty and peace wasn’t ephemeral, maybe you could take in the sunset that lays purposely beyond the cold stone walls more often.
While walking back to your barracks your mind is elsewhere, which is why you don’t notice the distraught man with furrowed brows somehow sitting softly on his face, swiftly approaching you.
“Y/N.”
With a slight gasp, your attention is dragged to the man in front of you, and only now do you notice the look on his face you can only describe as troubled.
After quickly composing yourself you speak,
“Good evening, Captain Levi.” The moment the formal title leaves your lips it feels wrong. You pause to take in the features on his face to better understand the approach to take the greeting, “Is everything all right?” You ask while your features begin to mirror his own, worry setting ungracefully onto them. Who knows what the correct etiquette is for a situation like this, with a man with a past like yours and his. Do you retain the standard formalities? He is your Captain, after all.
His eyes scan your whole body, and linger on your face for a second too long before he looks away. You try your best to ignore how the subtle interaction makes your heart flutter, and wait patiently for a response. You think he might simply be admiring the sunset, as you were moments earlier. But before you can fully form that thought, he speaks.
“Don’t leave.” He delicately pleads, his gaze snapping to your own.
“What?” Voice shaking as you inquire. The short breath closely followed by confusion, leaking out of the vulnerability you allowed to show, despite your usually composed character.
Taring his gaze away from yours to look down at the cobbled ground, sheepishly, he responds,
“Please,” his voice cracks as a small sigh escapes him, “don’t leave.”
Levi hesitates as he reaches out his hand slightly to brush his fingers against yours, sharing the warmth of them with you for a moment. While the action is brief, it tells you more than any words a man like Levi Ackerman could ever attempt to utter. He winces as he pulls his hand back to his side before speaking again.
“I-“ He stops himself. “We need you here.”
Your mouth hangs agape with unknown words threatening to fall out of it as your eyes flicker between his, your mind trying to process the depth of what he means. Without warning, Levi abruptly grabs your hand once more with your whole body tensing in response. However, this time he holds both hands as he lowers himself to his knees, not breaking eye contact as he does so.
Breath faltering, your hands instinctively go to his hair, fingers gently brushing it out of his face with the same delicacy as if he were porcelain on the verge of breaking. This angle allows you to get a better view of his perfect features, now lit a beautiful golden by the forgiving sunset.
Levi looks up at you with pleading eyes holding your gaze for a moment, the blue in them reminding you of the deep ocean’s waves on a merciless night. He pulls himself closer towards your body, now hugging the lower half of you, tight squeeze demonstrating the hope he holds that this won’t be the last time he would get to.
“Don’t leave.” Levi repeats once again, as if they are the only words in the English language that matter right now, his deep voice that you have grown to love muffled by your body covering his mouth. His thumb slowly strokes little circles on the outside of your thigh, subconsciously comforting you in the way the love you’ve shown him has patiently taught him to. Looking down at the humble man, a word not often used to describe him yet so fitting in this moment, you trace his features with your eyes, burning them into your memory so you can remember him in this vulnerable state forever. He’s never looked so precious, you think.
You find the words you think are correct buried deep in your heart, burrowing for safety in the only place they know they are,
“I couldn’t ever leave you, Levi, my soul couldn’t bear it. And since our souls are so alike, I’d like to think yours couldn’t, either. I wouldn’t do that to us.” You admit, surprise painting your face with the honesty of your words.
Feeling the warmth of the breath he must have been holding exhale against your body, you realise that both of you share the same relief. Without removing his face from you, he hums gladly into your body,
“Can you promise me that, Y/N?”
After a beat of time passes while you search for an answer, Levi must’ve thought you were taking too long, as he finally removes his face from your physique and glances up at your affection-filled eyes once again. His own eyes impatiently beg you for an answer, and you decide it’s only right to give one,
“Of course, Levi. I promise, I’m not leaving you. Not now, not ever. We won’t ever have to be apart again.” You express, and a soft smile adorns his slightly blushed face in response.
Word Count: 968
https://archiveofourown.org/works/30389082/chapters/76257416#workskin
I love reading post-Rumbling stories, it feels like giving him the ending I always wished he could have, they heal something in me.
canonically Levi survives, but after everything he endured, it would have been beautiful to see him LIVE, have a family and experience a love that wasn’t destined to end in tragedy.
In a way, he did find a family after the Rumbling with Gabi and Falco, but eventually they grew up, built their own lives, and Levi was left behind once again.
catboy levi👍
any levi millionaire/billionaire au recommendations?
Chapter 11: Blast Radius
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Realized I write myself into a gap and then spent two days rewriting. Yeesh.
PRANK | SMAU
summary: texting Levi and Armin that you miss being single.
I would have been like “MOVE EREN!” when Levi was beating him.
like ME NEXT PLEASE 🙏🙏🙏🙏