Hange startles, the appearance of a voice striking them as lightning – not as loud, not as booming, but just as sudden.
They turn around, shift their gaze slightly lower, and there he is - the pride and might of Survey Corps, their most important asset, humanity’s strongest soldier, Hange’s very own best friend.
Levi.
He strides towards them with enough menace on his face to scare each and every green behind the ears cadet. Hange, however, answers his grim expression with a grin.
“Levi!” they exclaim, their voice loud enough to not just rival the thundering rain all around them, but to carry through several floors of Survey Corps’ HQ. “Whatcha doing here?”
To that, Levi’s reply is a single raised eyebrow. “I should be the one asking that. Death by Titans got too predictable for you? Decided to drown instead, four-eyes?”
Hange cackles, perhaps, a bit too loudly, considering it’s nearing midnight, and most of their dear comrades must be already embraced if not by comfort – then, at least, warmth of their beds. Judging by the rapidly darkening – seriously, how can he do that? – expression on the face’s of Hange’s beloved shorty, he thinks so too.
They clear their throat, and do their best to make their voice at least a little quieter. “As much as I would have loved to confirm your suspicion about my rapidly deteriorating mental state, this time it’s Commander’s orders. Erwin needs me in the capital first thing in the morning.”
“And you’re riding out? In this weather?” Levi tilts his head, pointing it towards the storm that’s raging in the courtyard, as though somehow Hange had missed it.
Hange looks out too, lets their gaze linger on the too heavy raindrops, then turns to Levi with a shrug, repeating, “Commander’s orders.”
Levi’s tsk is a loud, nearly tangible sound – Hange oh so wishes that harsh wind hadn’t snuffed out all the torches in the corridor, so they could not only hear Levi, but see him too.
The face he’s making must be priceless. Amusing to the point of laughing, and even if not that - it’s definitely cute enough. Levi’s face always is.
“At least, put this on,” he mutters, and before Hange can react – laugh it off, squeal with delight or wrap their arms around him and hold him against their chest for all eternity – Levi takes a step forward, pulling the hood of their cloak over their head with surprising gentleness.
“There,” he whispers, his voice nearly getting lost in the rumbling of cold and heavy rain. The lightning strikes – instant and so sudden, and for less than a heartbeat it illuminates Levi’s face – unguarded, vulnerable and so unexpectedly soft that it steals Hange’s breath away.
Their gasp is stolen away by the thunder.
They don’t react in any other way, in any of their usual way – they don’t smirk, don’t make a smart retort, they only search for Levi’s hand in darkness, and once they find it, they give it a single, gentle squeeze.
And if they spend the whole ride to the capitol, ruminating on that short, impossibly sweet moment, wondering what Levi’s actions and expression might have meant, well – this is no one’s business but their own.
ppl, i'm committing to a writing event! who even am i??
anyway, here's my entry for @levihanfest Levihan Week — Day Five : University AU & Roommates and Day Six : Accidental Confession
Entropy
word count: 4.1k
rating: T
series: part 2 of The Two Body Problem (a levihan/snk vets college roommates AU)
additional tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - College/University, Best Friends, Friends to Lovers, They/Them Pronouns for Hange Zoë, Accidental Confession, Mutual Pining, and they were ROOMMATES, (oh my god they were roommates), Fluff, a tiiiiiiiny bit of angst couldn't help myself, guys guys guys THE LOVE IS REQUITED!, ... i'm sorry to report they're still being stupid about it, LeviHan Week 2025
summary:
Finals are over, and Levi's made a decision.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Uhm so. It finally made it out of its prison a.k.a. me doing some spring cleaning of my folders. For those who are interested, here's the epilogue of Save it for later, one which I removed from the final posted version of Chapter 22.
How can I call the lone night good,
Though thy sweet wishes wing its flight?
Be it not said, thought, understood -
Then it will be - GOOD night.
—Percy Bysshe Shelley
Link: AO3 (11k words)
Notes: Sorry this took me like 3 months. Ngl, this chapter got me quaking in my boots 😭
ANYWAY, 2 MORE CHAPTERS TO GO!
Click here if you want to read from the beginning: AO3
Synopsis: A young governess, Hange Zoe, is hired to teach Mikasa Ackerman, the young cousin and ward of the owner of the great Ackerman Estate in Trost, Levi Ackerman. Their bad impressions of each other alongside the polar opposite of their personalities shall make it impossible for mutual affection, and yet they inevitably find themselves to be dangerousl intertwined with each other. [Levihan Victorian Era AU]
This was meant to be a cuddle but I got so emotional ;;;; my babies QAQ I hope you like it @rivahans ❤️❤️❤️ and thank you for blessing us always with your lovely Levihan content 💕
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