??? ???? ???????? | Levi Ackerman x Female Reader

That next morning, I woke up. Levi once again wasn't in bed, but I heard his footsteps throughout the house.

My eyes hurt from all the crying I did the night before, so I went to the bathroom to rinse off, hoping the shock of cold water would tighten my skin back up, so that I didn't look like a pitiful mess.

When I met Levi that morning, he had some of his stuff packed up. Looks like it was time for him to go on one of his missions.

"Did you get any sleep last night?" I asked, concerned for his mental health.

"Not really." He responded.

A part of me wanted to ask if he would be okay to travel today, but I knew he would be. He was used to this stuff by now.

"Your family should be here soon." He said, disrupting the quietness of the morning.

"Yeah, thank you for thinking of them."

He nodded, as he took a sip of his tea.

"Listen, I'll be gone indefinitely. Think you'll be okay?" He asked. His concern was precious, but he seemed to forget I lived by myself for a long time before he and I were forced to get married.

But, deep down inside, I was extremely jealous. Everyone I worked around for the most part would be shipped out on this mission, leaving me behind. I was completely healed, so I didn't understand why I was still being withheld.

"I'll be fine, just bored." I confessed as I gave him a pouty face.

He chuckled. I could tell he had loosed up a bit around me, which was comforting.

He drank the last bit of his tea, and immediately rinsed off the cup, wiping it down and setting it back into the cupboard.

"Hey, uhh..." Levi said, as I lifted my head up to look at him. "What kind of flowers...do you like?" He asked, not making eye contact with me.

His question caught me off guard, but it put a smile on my face. I had to think about it for a moment, since that wasn't a usual question I answered, but eventually I remembered.

"Hmm, I've always loved (your favorite flower)..."

I told him.

The room was tense from Levi's awkwardness, so I decided to crack a joke.

"What about you? What's your favorite flower?"

"You brat." He muttered under his breath as he continued to scrub dishes.

I stood up and walked over next to him, setting my cup by the sink as I leaned up against the counter.

"I'll miss you, Levi." I confessed. A little part of me didn't want to tell him. I didn't want to get rejected, I didn't want to make him uncomfortable, and I didn't want to seem mushy, but I couldn't help but feel the way I did.

He stopped scrubbing as the words left my lips, as if he was frozen. He then took a frustrated breath and supported himself up with both hands on either side of the sink as his head slightly dipped down, as if he was disappointed in me. I looked at him, but he wouldn't make eye contact, so before things got even more awkward I began to push myself off the counter softly and walk away.

But, before I could get far, a wet hand grabbed onto my wrist, and forced me back up against the counter. I was definitely startled, but his gaze calmed me instantly. He looked deep into my eyes, then he looked at my lips, then back at my eyes, with lust written all over his face.

He took his other wet hand and gripped onto my cheek as he closed the gap between us, his weight forcing me back harder up against the counter.

His lips met mine as he kissed me softly, which quickly escalated. My hands found his face as I ran my fingers through his thick hair. One hand eventually made it way down to his collarbone, slowly slipping under his shirt to feel the solid muscles of his shoulders.

Our lips moved perfectly in sync as his breath began to sound slightly labored. His hands moved slowly down my body until finally he found my waist, his grip giving me goosebumps.

The kiss continued to grow deeper and deeper, and I wondered where it would eventually go. His tongue teased mine as I followed his every move, letting him take control of everything.

Eventually, he pulled away, his hands still all over me, his cheeks rosy and his eyes half open. He softly bit his lip, as if it was his way of stopping himself from going back in for more. But he couldn't seem to resist.

"I have to get going..." He said, his lips brushing up against mine.

"Not yet..." I whispered. I grabbed onto the grey shirt he was wearing and pushed him back onto me, wanting to stay in that moment forever.  He tasted so good, and his touch on my skin made me feel things I never had felt before in my life.

He kissed me just a bit longer, and eventually pulled away again, this time for good.

"I'll miss you too, moron." He said.

Typical Levi.

He composed himself as he grabbed his things. I met him at the door, and opened it, letting the cool breeze of the morning air trickle in the house.

"I'll see you later, I guess." I said, obviously blushing.

"Take care of yourself, and say hello to your parents for me." He said as he patted my head, and ruffled my hair a bit.

I closed the door behind him, and sat down on our couch. I thought about how I felt as he kissed me. My stomach did cartwheels as he felt for my skin under my top. His fingertips on my waist made me melt, his lips on mine made my knees weak. Yet I couldn't help but remember I still barley knew him.

I was infatuated with him yes, but I realized I could never begin to fall in love with someone I don't know, and same goes for him.

Deep inside though, I felt like there was something missing. I figured it would take truly knowing Levi for that to go away, so I cleared my mind, and began my day.