△Levi x Reader

△she

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Her stutter

She would always stutter around me.

At first, I thought it was out of fear or what Shit Glasses calls 'fangirling', but after observing her more, I found out that she stutters around strangers.

I found it rather...adorable.

Yes, I called her adorable. I have came to that conclusion because denying it for so long has only made me tired.

After a few months, she had warmed up to everyone at this point, so her stuttering had stopped.

But she still stuttered with me.

It was still quite adorable but I didn't like that because it meant she wasn't warming up to me.

I admit, I am not one to socialize with cadets, or anyone for the matter, but I didn't like that I wasn't socializing with her.

"Cadet (L/n)." I called out to her from my seat which wasn't that far from hers.

"Y-Yes, Cor-Corporal?" She squeaked with what I presume was a shy blush.

Again with the stutter.

"Meet me in my office after lunch. "

"Y-Yes, sir! "

•••

There she sat, in the mahogany chair in front of my desk.

Silence enveloping us.

"Stop fidgeting, it's annoying. " I said without the intention of sounding so ass-like.

"S-Sorry!" She said in a hurry and flinched a little.

"Tch. Why do you keep stuttering with me?" I asked while taking in her features.

"B-Because I don't know y-you much, C-Corporal. " she replied and looked down at what I suppose was her twiddling little thumbs.

"Then get to know me. "

"W-Wha-"

"Did I stutter, cadet?" I raised an eyebrow at her with still a blank face.

"N-No!" She quickly said a bit too loud and shook her head rapidly, so rapid that her hair was strewn all over her face.

•••

We sat there for a few hours, talking about our likes, dislikes, hobbies, cleaning, goals, foods, future, anything and everything that came to mind.

It wasn't as boring as I had imagine when talking to someone.

By the end of that session, it was already night time.

Time sure flies by fast with her.

"Go get dinner, it's already time. " I said without looking up from my paperwork that had came in half way through our conversations.

Erwin is a shitty person, if I do say so myself.

"Okay, what about you, sir?" She asks while cocking her head to the side.

"I'll get it later. " I snook a glance at her just in time to see her confused little face and looked back down at the black words with a little heat rising up to my ears.

"I'll get it for'ya!" She chirped.

"It's fine. " I said with a wave of my hand while I stretched my aching back.

"I insist. " she said with seriousness written all over her face.

"Tch. Fine, do whatever you want, brat. "

She smiled at me and went to the door. Just before she could reach for the knob, I realized something.

"Cadet. "

"Yes, sir?"

"Although I find your stuttering adorable, I do enjoy that you feel comfortable around me to stop. That is all. Dismissed. "

She still stood there, I looked at her with amusement as she blushes a variety of red and pink.

"Y-Y-Yes, C-Corpor-ral!" She stuttered crazily and ran out the door.

I do enjoy her being comfortable around me, but that was just too adorable.

Her passion

Her passion divides into many categories.

First is the obvious, killing titans for freedom. That's probably why she takes training extremely seriously.

She would always ask me to train with her whenever I am free. Normally, I would say no because paperwork will pile up but she offered training for paperwork so I had to take it up, albeit reluctantly.

She would always try to beat me which was quite amusing to watch because she's a bit clumsy. I often find myself holding back a chuckle or two when she face plants into a titan dummy's nape.

At least she didn't hurt herself...too much.

She also has a passion for medical stuff. Which is very helpful out on the battle field.

I don't usually get much injuries but when I do and she finds out, she would rush towards me with a caring and scolding nature. I find that quite...heart warming? I don't know the specific word but it feels nice to know someone cares about my wellbeing.

Gift giving.

She loves it.

She would go out and buy unnecessary things and give them out to either people she knows or kids on the street.

For instance, last week, she declared it gift giving week for close friends. Each day had a different theme and so on. On the last day, she gave me (and only me) a scarf.

It was pretty useful for it was winter.

"Why did you only give it to me?" I asked her when she wrapped it around my neck for me despite my protests. At least I can use the cold weather as an excuse for the faint color on my ears.

"Because today is for the person you appreciate the most!" She beams and takes a few steps back to look at her work, which was me. To be honest, I felt my heart rate go up just by hearing that from her.

Her last passion is to break me. Not in the sadistic type of way, but in the 'I care' type.

She would always pester me about how she doesn't believe that I'm a cold heart person, she just thinks that I block myself off from forming relationships with people.

Which is true.

She also thinks that my harsh words are to toughen up people so that they can face the outside world with less fear.

Another thing is that she thinks my conscience telling me that if I surround myself with cleanliness, then somehow I would feel less dirty from the crimes I had committed in past and from the blood on my hands. I didn't know how she knew my thug days but I had a clue, fucking glasses freak.

She always confronts all these theories about me to me and I somehow, unknown to my own conscience, I agreed after countless months of this. I expected her to show me a pitiful look or something but all she did was gave me an understanding smile.

Understanding? I don't know why but maybe she had a similar past? I wanted to ask her but all I did was relish in the moment that someone had  finally understood the real me.

That someone had looked past my 'armor' and saw the coward within.

So for the first time in years, I let her see my smile.

Her Smile

I always see her smiling.

She smiles when she talks to people.

She smiles when she likes a certain something.

She smiles when she does something wrong. Apologetically, of course.

She smiles when people makes fun of her height, which is followed by an eye roll.

She smiles to brighten up the mood.

She smiles warmly and bravely when her friends are feeling down, which is followed by words of comfort.

Hell, she smiles even when shitty glasses rants about titans.

But what I like about her smile is when it's for me.

Even if I don't get why she does it.

She smiles when I give her cleaning duties.

She smiles when I give her laps.

She smiles when I bid her good morning, since she's an early bird.

She smiles (apologetically) when I scold her.

She smiles when she hands me my tea.

She smiles when I talk to her.

She even smiles when I insult her! The weirdest part is that it wasn't even fake.

Is she a masochist?

One day, I couldn't take the curiosity anymore.

"Cadet (L/n), why do you always smile at everything I do to you? Even if it isn't anything good. "

"I like smiling, it brightens my mood. Plus, it's better than seeing a scared expression, right? Unless you want me to stop? I would-"

Her smile was disappearing and I didn't know why, but I didn't like the sight of her not smiling.

At me.

To me.

For me.

"No. It's fine, brat. I just wanted to know. Dismissed. "

"Yes, sir. " She saluted with a smiled.

I think I like her smile. It certainly is better than seeing yet another shit faced expression.

Her stubbornness

She's even more stubborn than I am, believe it or not.

I had personally experience this when she said I needed a break from all the paperwork.

And obviously, I denied her of that and continued to ignore her various versions of pleadings.

She continued this for several days.

Let's just say, I ended up strolling outside HQ with a certain (h/c) girl who's wide grin never faltered for even a second.

It was...nice.

Shut up.

Her Laugh

You know how some people like to laugh at everything and anything?

Well, she was one of those people.

She liked to laugh.

At almost everything.

One time, I caught her giggling at Kirschtein and Jaeger. I didn't pay much mind to what she was laughing at because she spotted me the next moment and waved at me.

Surprisingly, I waved back.

Although my face was emotionless, my stomach was doing flips and my heart was rapid.

At the moment, I caught her laughing with shitty glasses. I didn't know why but I didn't like the idea, or maybe I just don't like Hanji...'s hygiene.

I was around the corner and in earshot of their conversation, so I decided to listen in.

"His eyebrows are really...rich!" (Name) tried to say without insulting Commander eyebrows.

"Yeah! Don't tell anyone okay! But one time, I walked in on him trimming his brows!! HAHAHAHAHAH" shitty glasses said, laughing like a deranged maniac.

Trimming his brows... I thought to myself while I try to hold back a chuckle that was trying to force it's way out from my throat.

"Oh my god! Hahahaha!!! T-That's-!" She tried to form words but all that came out was her melodic laughter.

"Speaking of eyebrows, do you think shorty draw on his?!"

What the fuck? I so don't. These are thin, I admit, but they are fucking real.

"Nah...no way right?"

"Well, he could've!!"

"Hmm...either way, I like'em. It suits him. "

I felt cheeks getting warmer by the second. It didn't know if it was something I enjoyed or not because no one can know their Corporal can blush because of some measly compliment.

"...DO YOU LIKE-"

"Oh my god, Hanji! You jump to conclusions faster than Sasha attacks potatoes!" She laughs more.

"Well, do you?"

Does she?

"Does it matter? Love is prohibited and I think the Corporal would much rather someone like Petra Ral. "

No, I wouldn't. Petra is cute, yes, but her personality is not my type. Whereas (Name)-

"Hi, Corporal. " she giggled a bit, not in the annoying fangirl way though, and waved.

"Hello. " I replied, snapping out of my thoughts and unconsciously waved back.

"Shorty? What are you doing just standing here? And are you waving?!" Hanji exclaims rather loudly.

"None of your business, shitty glasses. " I glared at them and retracted my hand.

She giggles again.

"Hey! Stop laughing, (Name)!" They pouted.

"Sorry! Okay, okay. I'll stop. " She got all serious in a second. Which was quite amusing.

It was quiet for a moment.

Then she bursted out laughing again.

I must admit, her laughter did not make me want to shove a cleaning rag down her mouth to shut her up.

In fact, it was quite enjoyable to my ears. It wasn't too crazy or too meek.

"Sorry! But anyway, it's dinner time, so I'll be off now!" She said after saluting us both.

The silence, the silence that I usually enjoy, seemed dull without her honey coated laughter.

"Miss someone already, shorty?? Hmmm~"

"Shut up before I make you, shit face. "

"Sure~ " they laugh.

I did not enjoy that.

Her personality

Hers is hard to decipher.

It's like she has a lot of them. But not the split personality kind of stuff but the one where a lot of personalities come into agreement and merges into one body.

I'll list them all down.

She has a motherly one.

She's always the one to scold when Jaeger and Kirschtein fights or when Springer is caught doing pranks. She gives her own food to Sasha when she can't finish and she always help tend to injuries when someone is hurt on the battle field.

The one thing I hate about this part of her personality is that she would sacrifice herself for any soldier in danger. It's not that I blame her or anything but to me, her life is worth way more than any amount of soldier.

Oh, but one thing that isn't motherly about her is her skill to cook. She can't cook for shit. But she can bake. Which is quite weird. I mean, she can follow instructions for baking something complicated but she manages to burn soup.

SOUP.

Anyway, she also has a bipolar one too.

Her moods switch in an instant. One moment she can get all happy but the next she is angry. But they never last for long and they always change according to what she feels. Which is quite amusing to watch.

She has a little odd thing going too.

Sometimes she would be so focused but the next she'll be drifting away in dream land.

What I like most about her personality is that she cares. Genuine caring. Not a faked one.

I remember coming back from the 57th expedition feeling like fucking shit because everything had gone wrong.

My squad, the titan and my ankle.

I was in complete shit town and it was not enjoyable. I honestly wanted to cry and scream but I knew I couldn't. I had to be strong, but what I least expected was crying all my heart out on her shoulder.

She had came in and helped me with my ankle which I protested but seeing her stubbornness, I gave in. She kept by my side the whole day, but of course, went back when it was after hours.

I liked her presence because it was comforting but I didn't really show it in the best way.

I had lashed out on her, all my anger and hatred. I had expected her to run and cry, leaving me to despair even more.

But instead, she stood there, smiled warmly and hugged me. She rubbed my back soothingly and told me that even if I was Humanity's Strongest, I didn't have to always be strong and I could let myself go because I was human too and if anyone berates that she would personally kill them.

That hit me hard and I finally let go.

After what seems like hours of crying out for everything I've ever hold dear in my life, I slept. It was the first time I had ever slept so peacefully that I never wanted wake up.

But I also wanted to so I could thank (name) for being patient with me, for being there for me, for caring.

Her personality might be crazy, but I like it.

It's one of a kind, just like the owner.

Her humor

She does joke around but it's mostly in an insulting way.

She somehow finds insulting jokes funny. I know that because she always laughs at insults and nothing else much unless it was Oluo biting his tongue, Springer being an idiot or Kirschtein failing at flirting with that Oriental weirdo.

And since I insult people for a second living, she finds me extremely funny. I swear she will forever be the only person to find my insulting potty humor and titan insults funny.

Which is something I find thankful for.

Her tears

There is one thing I hate about her, and that's her tears.

I was walking down the hallway, inspecting wether all the cadets are asleep or awake.

I was nearing the end of this quiet journey when I heard a sob coming from her room. I didn't like it. So I opened her door as quietly as possible, but she still heard me. What I hated even more than her tears is that she tried to hide it from me.

"(L/n), what's wrong?" I said as gentle as I could and stepped closer while closing the door.

"N-nothing! I-I'm sorry sir, I'll g-go to s-sleep now! " She said while hiccuping and wiping furiously at her damp eyes.

I furrowed my eyebrows and hugged her (quite awkwardly, I might add). She tried to push me away but I wasn't budging anytime soon. I wanted to be there for her, I wanted to repay her for her kindness, I wanted her to rely on me.

I didn't know why but I shoved the thought away and focused on (name).

She was a priority now.

She cried and cried, never seeming to stop. It was like she was letting out all of her pain and I didn't mind that it stained my once clean and dry shirt.

Although I did like that she was finally opening up to me by crying, I didn't like that she was crying.

It had stung me, I was an observant person but I didn't even manage to see the pain she was hiding whereas she deciphered mine in just moments. I knew there was always something wrong about her always being so happy but I didn't know it was this big.

I held her that night, whispering soothing words to her.

After she had calmed down, I had asked her what's wrong. She replied by telling me her past.

How her parents was murdered by her 'guardians' whom were despicable monsters who treated her and her brother like slaves, how she missed her deceased brother who had died on their first expedition together, how she wished it was her and not him, how she wished she could've saved him, and how afraid she was that her new family, which were her friends that included me, would fall on the hands if titans like her other friends and family did.

I didn't know how to comfort people like a normal person so I opted my own way. I embraced her (rather awkwardly again) and gave her my wisdom.

You know what I hated most about her tears? Is that even when she's sleeping, she's crying.

When she woke up the next day she kept apologizing for being a burden to which I responded with a stern scolding about how she is anything but a burden.

And for the first time ever, she cried, not of sad tears, but happy tears.

I think that's the only kind of tears I like on her.

Her cleaning

It's worse than Arlert's.

I don't even know how is that possible.

But she tries for me, so I don't really mind...

Much.

Her quirks

She has many quirks. Some weird and some cute.

She fidgets when she's nervous. Like the time Erwin decided to put her in charge of training some new cadets in shitty glasses place. He was evaluating wether she would make a good squad leader or not.

The answer? Fuck yes.

She stutters around new people but not when she's a squad leader giving orders. It's still cute that she stutters when I say stupid things to her.

She tends to blush and freeze in place when something embarrassing and shocking happens.

Like the time I went to give her more paperwork. I honestly did not expect her to walk out of her room with only a small towel that barely covered her at the exact moment I turned to face the exit halfway.

Let's just say we stood there flushed and I had something very good that night to release my frustrations with.

She blinks as a warning that she's frustrated.

Not a normal blink, but a long dramatic slow motioned one where you can see how perfect her eyelashes are when they close. She doesn't realize this but it's rather odd when she does it. On the topic of blinking, she blinks twice quickly before she puts on a confused face with her head tilted side ways by a bit.

It's honestly cuter than kittens.

She smiles like an idiot when she says my name. The one I permitted her to after getting close with each other.

As friends, you filthy minded people.

Anyway, she smiles when she says my name even when it isn't appropriate to. She also has that twinkle in her eye when she says it. Her voice has that warmth to it when she says it too.

"Levi. "

How I would love to hear that forever.

She has a spastic thing too.

Her body twitches a bit sometimes when she sits down and does nothing interesting.

Like eating or paperwork.

Her head will twitch to the left or the right and sometimes both. Her body will shiver out of nowhere too. And her fingers does this weird cracking motion when she can't process what to do next. (AN : TOKYO GHOUL ANYONE? :D)

I thought she was sick or something but she told me it's a habit. Sometimes, it's amusing to watch but sometimes, I worry that it might turn into some incurable disease. Let's just say I don't like the idea of living in this shitstain of a world without her.

Wait...do I like her?

Her feelings

Yes, I do like her.

Well, shit. It took me a few months to figure out my feelings and lets just say sometimes I hurt her on accident.

So after finally concluding my feelings, I need to find out how she feels. So I went with several routes.

"How do you feel about Levi, cadet (name)?" Erwin asks her for me.

"U-Uh...I uhm...He's a-a good man. "

"That's what she said before she ran out and shouted an apology for her rudeness. It was quite amusing to watch. "

"Tch. Thanks anyway. " I mumbled to him.

At least she thinks I'm a good man.

"Hey, (name)!!" Shitty glasses calls, but more like shouts.

"Yes?"

"Do you like shorty???"

"U-Uh...why do you want to know??"

"Because shorty likes-" I shut her up and dragged her out before (name) could question anything. I gave shitty glasses cleaning duties for a month.

"(N-name)?"

"Oh, hi Armin!"

"H-How do you f-feel about-"

"Why is everyone asking how I feel about Levi?"

"U-uhm I-I don't k-know, uhm I-"

"Cadet Arlert, go run 10 laps. " I ordered him when I came out of my hiding spot.

"Yes, sir!" He saluted rather thankfully and ran away.

"Levi?" She called me with a timid tone.

"Yes?" I answer nonchalantly but on the inside, I'm cringing and sweating bullets like that Hoover kid.

"What's going on?" She asks suspiciously while stepping closer to me.

Shit. Might as well tell her now....but how? Oh...wait, I could just show her.

So I kissed her.

Don't reject me. Don't reject me. Don't reject me. Don't reject me. Don't reject me. Don't reject me.

...

YES SHE DIDN'T REJECT ME!!

"I l-like you. T-That's how I feel about you. " She said breathlessly with a beautiful blush.

I kissed her more.

Her body

Too explicit for you filthy minded brats to read.

As if the floor isn't dirty enough, I don't need blood from your nose on it.

Her role

Wife, (name) Ackerman, to me, Levi Ackerman.

Mother to (number of kids and their names) Ackerman.

My partner in life.

And that's what-

"Levi? What are you doing?! We're going to be late to Sasha and Connie's wedding!" You shout from downstairs.

"I'm coming, woman!" I shout back as I put my pen down and shove the note book into a drawer. I know you're laughing because every time I call you woman, you do.

That's what I like about you.

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Tbh I loved writing this.

Inspired by The Romantics and 5SOS cover : What I like about you

#Levandra (I'm gonna type this until it's implemented in your mind. Like if you watch/read snk and see Levi, your first thoughts aren't gonna be how cool or hot he looks, it's gonna be "oh hey, I ship him with that author haruaki under-Levi-score" then you proceed to ship Levandra further more)

Levi needs to be real