Request For Reader Reacting To Levi Being Seriously Injured And Taking Care Of Him (or Levi Protecting

request for reader reacting to Levi being seriously injured and taking care of him (or Levi protecting reader) I know you’ve done some requests with the reader protecting Levi and it’d be nice to have one where it’s the opposite :)

A/N: uhh this kinda went off topic to your prompt but i hope you enjoy nonetheless. also this somehow ended up at 4.5k idk how

Small Price

(Y/N) opens her eyes, squinting as the golden beam of light attacks her face. Once the fogginess that clouds her vision fades away, she slowly turns around. A soft smile is one her face as she is met with the rare sight of her sleeping husband, Levi. Her gaze shifts to his chest and her smile vanishes, replaced by a look of sadness and pain. 

It starts at his right shoulder, trailing down his side and then curving left. It slopes down, disappearing beneath his black pants but she knows it stops at his left hip. It’s long and narrow, a clean swipe. She bites back a sob as her eyes repeatedly trail over the hideous mark.

He got that scar because of her. 

It’s worse than any other mark he has on his body, and it’s all her fault.  She feels the hot sensation behind her eyes but wills the tears back. Unable to look at it any longer, she tears her eyes away from his chest and sits up. As she moves to get up, a pair of arms wrap around her waist.

“Where do you think you’re going?” His gruff voice calls out to her.

“I’m going to make tea.” She answers, trying to pry his arms away from her body but he tightens his grip.

“Do that later, it’s still early. Cuddle me.” He says playfully, nuzzling his face into her lower back. 

Any other time she would’ve played along, she loves being in his arms. However, now it means she has to face what she did to him, and she knows she’ll break down. (Y/N) can’t have that. 

“Sorry Levi, not today.” She says, keeping her voice firm. 

“You’ve been saying that a lot.” Levi grumbles, relinquishing his hold on her. She bites the inside of her cheek at his answer. She has been brushing his attempts off for any sort of affection that would make her face his scar ever since that day. The day she messed up.

“Ah well, we can’t just stay in bed Levi. We’ve got things to do.” She adds a laugh towards the end, standing up and quickly shuffling to her closet. 

“Yeah yeah..,” She hears his annoyance. It’s ironic really. Normally she was the one that makes him stay in bed a little longer, but not anymore. Now she’s eager to not face him, avoiding any chance to see her mistake. 

As she changes into her clothes, his familiar presence is behind her. She’s pulled back to his body, his face buried into her neck. She may not initiate any forms of affection towards him now, but Levi sure did. He’s been showing more of his affection through his actions lately. 

(Y/N) squeaks as she feels his lips pepper her soft skin, occasionally nibbling. 

“L-Levi…,” 

The raven haired man only hums, his teeth grazing her neck. He bites down on her sweet spot, making her gasp. She wriggles out of his hold before he could leave a bruise. A dissatisfied noise leaves his lips.

“Not now Levi...people will see it…,” she says, her back still facing him.

Levi sighs behind her. “Then give me a kiss, you could at least do that.”

There’s a pause, his words churning inside her head. She does feel bad for the things she’s doing to him, essentially pushing him away when all he’s been doing is showing her his love. She could do a kiss, just to avoid his chest. Turning around, she tranfixes her eyes on his face. Then she kisses him, soft and sweet. She makes sure to turn around after they part.

“I’m going to go to the mess hall. I’ll make you tea too.” She gets a grunt as a response.

Leaving the room the clacks of the boots fill the air as she walks down the halls. Entering the kitchen, she takes out two tea cups and prepares the beverages. Soon she holds two cups of tea in her hands. Chatter lightens the atmosphere as she walks into the mess hall. Cadets begin to thunder down the corridors, eager to get their seats and talk with their friends. She smiles at Erwin who is already seated at the table, which he returns. Setting the cups down with a clink, she retrieves two trays of food.

“How are you doing (y/n)?” The Commander questions.

“Oh I’m doing well, how about you?” She replies, digging into her meal. 

“Tired mostly. Lots of proposals to look over.”

“You can pass some of them on to me if you’d like. A tired Commander isn’t a good one.” 

“Thank you for your offer, but Levi wouldn’t allow me to dump a lot of work on you.”

“You’re right about that.” 

Speak of the man himself. Levi slides in next to her, taking his teacup by the rim. She purposely avoids his gaze. Erwin watches them closely, his lips pursued. Before he could say anything, a voice the three were all too familiar with, much to Levi’s displeasure, makes itself known. 

“Hiya everyone!” The scientist chirps, plopping herself down next to Erwin. Levi mutters under his breath.

“Hello to you Hanji.” Erwin greets.

“Hi Hanji.” (y/n)  says with a smile, happy that she’s here. At least she keeps her mind off things and helps keep a conversation going. It was beginning to get awkward with the two men.

“Aww, aren’t you going to say anything Levi?” 

“No.” Levi deadpans. 

Hanji pouts. “Oh come on.”

He drags out a sigh. “Morning”

“Such a grouch you are.” She tsks, shaking her head. She turns her attention to the other female. “Anything you can do to make him less of a grumpy old man~?” She teases, a glint in her eyes. Levi tightens his grip on the cup and (y/n)’s afraid the force of his grip will shatter the cup.

“Uhh,” She doesn’t know what to say. 

“Oooh, I see I see.” She says suggestively.

“Hanji I will cut you with a fork if you don’t stop talking.” Levi says darkly. She places a hand over his, hoping to extinguish the fire in his nerves. Thankfully it does. His grip loosens, setting the cup down.

“Now Levi, no need for unneccessary murder.” Erwin joins in. Levi rolls his eyes. 

After breakfast, the superiors were getting ready to train the cadets. While (y/n) puts on her gear for ODMG training with her squad, Levi walks towards her. Immediately she trains her eyes on the ground.

“Are you feeling okay?” He inquires, his hand grasping hers. 

She stiffly nods. “Fine.”

“You think you can lie to me?” 

He hooks two fingers under her chin, tilting her head up. Concern swirls in his ashen hues.

“Talk.” He commands.

She swallows thickly. She can’t possibly tell him what’s really bothering her.

“Just a lot of things on my mind, that’s all.” She says, attempting a smile to quell his suspicions. 

“Care to tell what those things are? You haven’t been acting yourself lately.” Levi points out.

She racks her brain for a viable excuse, but even she knows that he’ll see right through her. 

“Really, it’s nothing you should worry about. Just girl things, you know?” She tries to move away but he pulls her into his embrace. She places her hands on his chest to steady herself, her heart beating vigorously. The fabric is the only thing keeping her from touching the scar physically, but she mentally traces it in her mind. Her heart twists painfully. Oh god, she has to get out of his hold. 

“As your husband, I have a right to know what’s bothering my wife. Now spit it out.” His eyes bore into her. His patience is wearing thin.

Thankfully, a savior in the form of an exuberant brunette saves the day.

“Shorty stop keeping (y/n) to herself! She has to train the cadets!” Hanji hollers.

Levi scowls, removing his arms from her frame, (y/n)  internally sighing in relief. 

“Damn shitty glasses.” He growls. 

“You heard her, I should get going.” 

After making sure she attached all her equipment, she hurriedly leaves the shed. She feels his gaze on her as she walks to the training grounds. 

~~~~

She sighs as she enters their room, making a beeline to the bathroom. Today was exhausting and not to mention very hot. Training under the sweltering heat was not fun. Her clothes stick to her skin due to the amount of sweat she produced and she’s disgusted. Some of the cadets even passed out from heat exhaustion which worried her greatly. It’s why she ended training early so the soldiers would be okay, but others not so much. Levi’s group is still training in the hellish heat. She  prays they’ll make it out okay. 

Peeling off her uniform and tossing it in a corner, she steps inside the bathtub. She turns on the shower, allowing the cool water to run down her body and cool her off. The cooling sensation on her skin is a welcome change. Soon, the heat dies down. (Y/N) stares at the bathtub, water dripping down her hair. Now it feels icy cold, too cold. Her arms go around her body, a choked sob escaping her lips. 

It’s coming back to her.

Levi’s and (Y/n)’s squad was tasked to scout around the perimeter for any titans since a few scouts reported of titans near the walls. It was strange since it was during nighttime that they were handed this assignment and normally titan sightings are rare during the night. 

“Man, this is creepy.” Jean comments as they ride around the perimeter. Their torches are the only source of light, along with the ethereal glow of the radiant moon above in the abyss. 

“Scared, horse-face?” Eren taunts.

She notices the twitch in Levi’s eyebrow. Quickly sensing his mood, She speaks up. “Eren, Jean, please don’t fight. We are on a mission right now and messing around is uncalled for.” 

“Yes ma’am!” They yell in unison. Thankfully, they stay quiet although they threw each other dirty looks. 

“What a bunch of brats.” Levi huffs. (Y/n) chuckles a little, moving her horse so she was closer to him. She places a hand over his.

“After one more round then we can go back. Just hold on for a little longer, okay?” 

“If those two start a fight again, I’m flinging them off the wall.” 

She could only shake her head at his words. She looks around, her eyes sharp for any sort of movement.

“I don’t know what those Scouts saw, but it looks pretty clear to me.” Connie says.

“Yeah, we haven’t seen anything so far. I think they were just spooked.” Armin reasons.

“Still better to be safe than sorry.” Christa pipes in. 

After doing their last rounds and confirming that nothing was out of place, they start to ride back. Suddenly everyone stops, their heads whipping around. There’s an odd presence.

She strains her ears to pick up on anything, but all she hears are the whispers of the wind. (Y/N) unsheathes her swords, everyone else doing the same. Something is going to happen soon. The anxiety that courses through her body causes her heart rate to spike, the adrenaline priming her body for action. She gulps. 

A barrel comes out of nowhere and explodes, a huge smoke cloud covering the group. It’s so thick that she couldn’t see Levi or the others.

“Is everyone alright!?” She calls out, frantically looking for Levi.

“Take them all out!” Levi barks.

The sound of metal clashing together rings in the air. Someone appeared in front of her, their swords ready to strike but she was quicker. Evading the hit she goes for their blind spot, cutting them down easily. Blood stains the lush grass. She catches a glimpse of her husband before having to take out some other culprits. Where were they coming from?

“There are more of them!” Jean shouts.

More and more goons came out of nowhere. With more firepower, it was proving difficult to cut them all down. As she is evading a hit, someone comes up behind her. Spinning on her heel, she trips them with her leg and cuts them down, turning back around to get the second culprit. Then they start to swarm everyone. (Y/n) cries out when she’s roughly pushed down to the ground, an explosion of pain in her shoulder.

The smoke is clearing, she could make out the other soldiers and Levi. They were all getting swarmed too. Getting back on her feet she takes out as many as she could. Then she makes a mistake.

She goes in for the kill but the guy moves out of the way. Her feet turned the wrong way, so there was an opening and she noticed that a second too late. The man has a feral grin on his face, his sword position to strike her. There was nothing she could do. She stared in horror as the man was about to cut her down.

There’s a flash of in front of her. (Y/n) widens her eyes as Levi appears in front of her just as the man brings his sword down. It happened so fast. The man brought his sword down, cutting Levi across his chest. A strangled noise escapes his lips, blood gushing from his wound. In the next instance the man falls dead.

(Y/N) didn’t even realize she was screaming.

“CAPTAIN!” Everyone shrieks.

Levi staggers back, his wife catching him in his arms. She collapses to the ground, holding his body close to her. His eyes are closed and his expression is one of pain. His breathing is ragged, his head rolling to the side.

“Levi! Levi, answer me please! Levi!” She cries out. 

Oh god the blood, there was so much blood. His blood. She takes off her cloak and wraps it around his body, hoping to stop the blood flow. The crimson stains her clothes and hands. She trembles uncontrollably, screaming at him to wake up. Tears cascade down her cheeks, falling onto his skin. 

“What do we do!?” Someone says and she wishes she has an answer. Her mind isn’t working, the gears malfunctioning. 

She sees a sliver of his ashen hues. “Levi!” her desperate plea rings out in the air.

“You..okay?” He manages to speak before squeezing his eyes shut again, a groan leaving his mouth. He’s asking if she’s fine when he’s the one with the wound? 

“Eren, Jean, help me get Levi on my horse! We’re going straight back!” She yells out, her voice strained. His body is growing cold. 

The boys do as they’re told and everyone quickly rushes back to HQ. Time is ticking for her husband and she’s never been more afraid in her life. Being held at gunpoint? Not even close. In the jaws of a titan? Perhaps, but still no. 

She positioned Levi to be in front of her, his head resting on her shoulder. She keeps her hands on his hips to steady him. Her heart is pounding, the sound ringing in her ears. Levi moans in pain, digging his face into her shoulder.

“Please, hold on.” Her voice cracks.

“(y/n)…,” his voice is slurred.

“We’re getting help, just hang on.” Her bottom lip quiver, a few stray tears sliding down her cheek.

She nearly broke down the door to the infirmary while Jean and Eren helped carry Levi in. She could only sit down with her head in her hands as she let the doctors work. God she was terrified. His blood was still on her clothes. The scene kept replaying in her mind, how he just jumped in front of her with no hesitation. It was tearing her apart.

A nurse comes out of the room. (Y/N) stands up, a hopeful look on her face. 

“He’s alright. Needs lots of rest though.”

She lets out the biggest sigh of relief. “May...I see him?” She asks slowly, each word heavier than the last. The nurse nods, moving out of the way for her.

(Y/N) walks inside the room and her breath hitches. It almost looks like he’s sleeping, a tranquil look on his face. Her eyes trail down to his chest, seeing the bloody bandages. She did that to him. Her legs give out when she reaches the bed. Laying her head on his stomach, rivers stream down her face.

“I’m sorry...oh god I’m so sorry..,” (Y/n) chants, the words filling the empty air. 

Her tears mix with the water, falling into the tub. She digs her fingers into her skin. It’s all her fault. He nearly died because of her. (Y/N)furiously rubs away the tears, but more continue to fall like rain falling from the sky. She tenses when she hears the bathroom door open, followed by the sound of rustling clothes. Snatching a bar of soap she washes herself. The curtain is pulled back, Levi standing behind her. 

“It was so fucking hot outside.” Levi mutters.

“Y-Yeah, it was.” 

She keeps looking down at the tub, rubbing the soap over her body. She squeaks when she feels his arms go around her waist, pulling her back to his chest. The soap nearly slips from her grasp. She puts it down to the side. (Y/N) gulps, feeling the roughness of the scar on her back. 

“You’re tense, did the brats do anything?” Levi hums, pressing his hands on her shoulders.

“No, they were fine.” She tries to keep her voice steady.

“Then what’s the reason?”

“It’s just the heat, making me feel all sorts of things. By the way, you shouldn’t have trained your team so hard in the heat.” She lightly scolds him, hoping to distract herself.

“They need to learn how to survive these kinds of conditions.” He reasons, his nose tracing her neck. His warmth breath sends shivers down her spine. His lips press against her skin, his fingers tracing patterns on her stomach. Her knees wobble, his touch making her melt. 

“It’s been some time since I had you to myself..,” He murmurs, his tongue tracing her ear.

“L-Levi…,” (Y/N) stutters. She won’t deny that she has missed these moments.

He spins her around and slams his lips onto hers. She grips his biceps as he kisses her deeply. Her eyes are closed, preventing her from seeing the mark. He releases her, pressing a thumb against her lips. Kissing her again, one arm slips around her waist while the other tangles itself in her wet locks. Losing herself in him, her hands knot themselves in his hair. They slide down his neck and then she freezes when her fingers make contact with the rough patch of skin on his right shoulder. Noticing this, Levi pulls away, his eyebrows furrowed.

“What’s wrong?”

“I…,” She doesn’t know what to say. She feels the tears again, the dam waiting to burst. 

“Hey, talk to me.” He speaks softly, cradling her face gently. 

“I...don’t feel good..,” She breathes, averting her gaze. It wasn't an entire lie. 

“Let’s get you to bed then.” 

Levi stops the water and steps out of the tub. She watches the droplet splash onto the tub, breathing deeply. It was her first time touching the scar and it tore her up. It’s nothing like his other scars on his body. It’s the scar that shouldn’t belong. 

Within minutes he returns, a large towel in his hands. Wordlessly he covers her with the towel, bringing her out of the tub. Gripping the fabric tightly, she allows Levi to dry her hair with a smaller towel. He’s so attentive towards her, his eyes flickering to meet hers every now and then.

God did it hurt, it’s like a chain coiling around her heart. 

He hands her clothes which she quickly puts on. (Y/N) gasps when he sweeps her off her feet, her arms instinctively going around his neck. He briskly walks into their room, gently laying her down on the bed. 

“Rest. If you need me, I’ll be in my office.” Levi says, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

“..Thank you.” She whispers.

Levi goes into his office, leaving the door ajar. She shakily exhales, closing her eyes. Turning over to her side, she silently cries. 

~~~~~

She really couldn’t stay in the same room as him. (Y/N) would wake up way earlier than usual to start her day and keep herself busy, an impressive fear knowing how early Levi wakes up. Every time she was in the same room as Levi, she would make up some excuse and leave. He would always try to ask her what’s wrong but she manages to get away from him. She did everything she could to avoid him. The second she sees Levi, everything comes back to her. The blood, the pain, the guilt, the scar. It takes all her willpower not to break down. 

(Y/N)  briskly walks down the halls, the clacks of her boots filling in the air. She needed to get her black straps for ODMG training and thankfully Levi’s at a meeting. Entering their room, she rummages through her things. “Now where did I put those straps…,” She says to herself. 

She was so absorbed at the task at hand she failed to hear the door opening. Her eyes light up when she finds the item, clutching them in her hands. When she turns around her eyes widen, the straps fall to the floor with a thud. 

Levi leans against the doorway, a bored expression on his face.

“Levi, you’re here.” She says in a high pitched voice. 

“Meeting ended early.” He responds simply, his gaze boring into her.

“Ah well, I should be goin-”

“Stop with that bullshit, you’re not going anywhere this time.” He snaps harshly. He walks up to her, hooking his fingers under her chin and forcing her to look at him.

“You intentionally look away from me, don’t do any sort of affection towards me anymore, and now you’re avoiding me.” His voice raises a few octaves. (Y/N) still says nothing. Levi grits his teeth. “Dammit, what the hell is wrong?! You’re not telling me anything!” Concern swirls in his eyes as he searches her face for answers. 

She bites her lips, tears pricking at the corner of her eyes. Something bubbles in the back of her throat but she pushes it down. 

“Please, tell me what’s wrong so I can help you. I hate seeing you like this…,” He says in a whisper, moving his hands to cup her cheeks. 

“The only thing that’s wrong is me!” She cries out, ripping his hands away from her. He looks at her in shock at her outburst. Moving a few steps back, she pulls at her hair. Tears begin to flow down her cheeks.

“What are you-”

“Because of my dumb mistake, I gave you that scar!” She explodes, her voice bouncing off the walls. She looks at him with blurred vision, her finger shakily pointing at him. “Because of me, you always have that as a reminder, a hideous scar that doesn’t belong on your body. You never deserved that Levi...but because of me, you…,” 

(Y/N) breathes heavily, her lungs burning like she just ran a marathon. Zapped of all energy, she slowly sinks to the floor, hands covering her head. “God I’m so sorry...I’m so sorry I gave that to you…,” She chants to herself.

She hears the rustling of clothing. Peeking through the gaps of her fingers, she sees him taking off his cravat and tan jacket. Then off goes his shirt. She shuts her eyes.

“Look at me.” 

“I can’t.” She says in a meek voice. He walks up to her, crouching to her level.

“Look at me.” He orders again.

Something about his voice compels her. With a shuddering breath, she removes her hands from her face, opening her eyes. Her initial reaction is to close her eyes again but the way Levi looks at her makes her keep them open. Swallowing thickly, her eyes follow the mark, stopping at his left hip. It makes her feel choked up with emotion.

“I do not regret my decision for doing what I did.” He takes her hand.

“W-Why?” 

Levi places her hand over his heart. The vibrations of his steady heart beat travels through the nerves of her fingertips. 

“I will do anything to protect you, the woman I love.” He says sincerely, his ashen hues reflecting genuine love for her. The only time he lets his walls down was when he was with her.

She cries even more at his statement. “Y-You could’ve died.”

“But I didn’t. I’d do it a thousand times if it meant keeping you safe.” He lost too many people in his life, he wasn’t going to lose her, not if he could do something.

God this man loves her so much that it makes her heart clench She launches herself at him, embracing him tightly. Her shoulders shake as more sobs rack her body, her face pressed against his chest. Levi returns the hug, his arms like a safe haven for her. 

“That scar...it’s nothing more than proof of what lengths I’ll go for you. It’s a small price to pay for your safety.” He murmurs.

“I love you...,I love you so much.”  (y/n) says, moving her head back and kissing him hard, pouring all her emotions into that kiss. His thumb brushes against her cheek, responding with equal passion. They rest their foreheads together after they part, gazing into each other’s eyes. 

“You should’ve told me about this sooner instead of pulling this stunt.”

“Yeah..I’m sorry about it all.” she sheepishly looks away.

“What’s done is done. Come to me whenever you have a problem, I am your husband. Rely on me (Y/n), I’m here for you.” 

A smile stretches across her face. “And I’m your wife.” It makes her giddy every time they say those words. His lips twitch. He stands up, helping her up. They lay down on the bed, Levi propping his head up with one arm. (Y/n) stares at the mark, her hand hesitantly reaching out to touch it but retracts.

“Go ahead.” He encourages her. 

“Does it still hurt?” She questions, worry in her eyes. 

“Not anymore.”

Her fingers brush against his right shoulder, where the scar starts. He watches her intently as her fingers travel down his scar. With a half lidded gaze, she leans forward and kisses his chest, right where his heart would be.

“I love you.” She says once more.

They share another tender kiss. “I love you too,” Levi says softly, closing the gap.

He rolls her onto her back, him hovering above her. Her hands roam his body, feeling the scar several times. It’s going to take a while for her to get used to it, but in time she will. For now, all she could focus on is Levi kissing her passionately, a prelude of what is about to transpire as they continue.

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Day 08 ✨

Anime: Kaichō wa Maid-sama!

Genre: Comedy, romance and Shōjo

Love,

Lu ✨🤍

Soo apparently Tumblr has this thing where posts won’t show under relevant hashtags until you’ve actively used your account for a certain period of time so idk when this will become officially public but if you’re reading this I suppose it’s been sorted. I will happily take requests if you think I’m good enough.

Levi Ackerman X Reader

Summary: Eren is being held on trial for his newly revealed power of being able to transform into a Titan. You being his sister are also accused of being of being a Titan. Levi is not happy.

Disclaimer: I don’t own Attack on Titan or its characters which is sad, I also don’t own you because why would I want to? I also don’t own the GIF below. Just my words. That’s all I own.

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You stood outside the courtroom leaning against the cold stone wall, your arms folded and legs crossed over each other, biting your lip so hard you were surprised the skin hadn’t broken. Your brow furrowed into a small glare as you stared intently at the ground, nerves eating away at your insides causing a sick feeling to wash over you, some bile rising in your throat.

Your Survey Corps jacket still steaming from Titan blood that had yet to evaporate from the previous battle outside wall Rose, your adrenaline still pumping from the experience of flying through the air and cutting down the titans. Your brain still hasn’t fully grasped what the fuck had happened. One minute you had seen Eren be devoured by a Titan, the next he was storming the battle field very much alive and in the form of the enemy. Your little brother. The boy you had protected almost your whole life could transform into a Titan.

It just couldn’t be real.

You squeezed your eyes shut, your grip tightened around your arms, the brown leather from your jacket crunching under the pressure. Is this what your father had been doing in the basement? Experimenting on Eren? Is that why he had these powers? You couldn’t separate facts from assumptions, your mind lagging at every thought. They were willing to kill him if they thought he was guilty of anything, they would happily drag him away to be executed and you no doubt would suffer some kind of interrogation. If you screwed this up your entire future could be in jeopardy. Eren’s too.

But that begged the question: where you a Titan too? Did the power reside in you too? You hoped to God it didn’t.

You growled a sudden surge of rage flying through your body and on instinct you lashed out, your fist pummelled the wall a loud crack coming from your knuckles a hot sting pulsing through your hand. Your body trembled violently as you stood, your fist still connected to the dented stone, lines of thick scarlet liquid running down the wall to drip on the floor creating a pool of scarlet blood.

“That was stupid.”

You turned your head to meet the steely gaze of Captain Levi, the man stood before you his arms folded, his uniform pristine and clean as ever, as if he hadn’t been battling titans an hour before. His sharp jaw set in a firm line, raven black hair brushing over his silver eyes, his lips set in their usual unsmiling position. You let your hand fall to your side, standing straight turning away from him to hide your face, blood still dripping from your cuts.

“You’re acting like you wouldn’t do the same if you were in my situation.” you replied icily, your tone not even making him flinch. He lazily moved his eyes to the side in response as if exasperated by the entire ordeal, he moved forward so he was less then a meter from you.

“I know I wouldn’t break my hand punching a fucking wall.” he drawled gesturing to your now reddened and bloodied mess of a hand. You pulled it infront of yourself to hide it from his line of view cradling it in your other hand, he made a “Tch” noise you didn’t raise your head or turn around, you couldn’t bring yourself to look at him.

You stood in silence for a while as the last few members of the military and court opened the door. You turned your head see a glimpse of the courtroom as the door closed behind the last person that entered. You could see an ocean of faces, the stand in the middle where your brother would be held in five minutes when the trial began. You sighed folding your arms staring back down at the cobbled floor, tears pricking your eyes which you refused to let fall.

“I’m just scared for him.” you whispered your voice cracking slightly “they could kill him Levi...they...they could dissect him or or worse...”

You trailed off a wave of dread washing through you, but you quickly regained your composure, you heard Levi step closer behind you flinching slightly when he reached up placing his hands on your shoulders turning you round to face him. You turned your head down refusing to look at him, reaching up he roughly grabbed your chin and pulled your face to meet his, his eyes dead set and serious.

“You’re a fool if you think I’d ever let anything happen to you or your brother.” he said his voice as monotone as ever but his misty eyes softened ever so slightly his hand reaching up further to brush your cheek before pressing his lips to your own, soft and comforting against yours, his free hand grabbing you by waist and pulling you closer to his small but muscular body. Gently he pulled away, the familiar taste of lemon and mint on his breath lingering in your mouth.

“Captain, (y/l/n)!” Petra called from down the corridor “it’s about to start.”

You trembled slightly, swallowing the lump in your throat. Levi turned towards the door at the end of the corridor his hand grasping your own, guiding you down the corridor your legs weak as you came towards the huge oak doors. He opened them, holding it open for you before letting it close behind himself.

The courtroom fell into a hush as they laid their eyes on you, you noticed Mikasa and Armin in the crowd they waved you over, the military police and Garrison members staring at you. You glared defiantly back marching over to where your brothers friends where, the staring only stopping when Levi glowered at them the infamous captain asserting his authority and protection over you with just a look before walking off to join Hange and Erwin, you gave him a small smile as thanks as he passed.

“Are you ok (y/n)?” Armin asked, you stared down at the small blonde and nodded swallowing a lump in your throat.

“I’m ok Armin.”

“You look quite pale.” Mikasa answered gently, you kept your vision forward where the verdict stand stood, you let your gaze drift to where the judge sat before your eyes drifted over to Levi, as a veteran you should have been standing with your Commander and Captain but you took comfort with being with your younger brother’s friends.

Before you could reply to Mikasa’s concerns the door opened with a bang, the entire room falling into another silence all eyes on Eren, his hands cuffed behind him, members of the military police guiding him to the stand. The breath hitched in your throat at the sight of your little brother bound by shackles and forced to kneel before the judge a pole placed throug the chains he wore to hold him as prisoner.

You felt Mikasa grasp your hand, her own panic evident in her face at the sight of her best friend being treated like a criminal. Eren looked just as pale as you if not more, his huge green eyes plagued with unrest, he looked so much older then he did when you last saw him two days ago. Eren turned his head, l his emerald orbs widening at the sigh of you and his friends.

“Eren Yeager, you are here to prove to this court that you are not a threat to humanity and have a right to dwell within these walls.” The judge called out, his voice ceasing any and all chatter, Eren swallowed nervously and nodded “it’s said here that you have the ability to transform into a Titan. Is this true?”

“Yes.” Eren replied weakly dropping his head, his ebony hair falling around his face “it’s true.”

It wasn’t long before the court was yelling at each other, their arguments all crashing into each other falling apart as quickly as they were put together. The Garrison yelling at the military Police, the Wall Worshippers yelling at the Survey Corps, all the while you could only watch as Eren closed his eyes tightly, his nose scrunching up and his chest rapidly falling and rising.

You knew he was stressing. His form hunched over as he pulled against the restraints, the clanking of the chains falling on deaf ears as the court continued to yell at each other. You felt your heart rate increase, your own thoughts scrambled not being able to properly form at the confused and fear stricken atmosphere.

You looked to your side leaning forward slightly to meet eyes with Levi, his steely gaze met with yours, your own eyes quivering slightly in panic at the situation your brother was in. His expression never changed from it’s ever present frown but his eyes told you enough, telling you that you shouldn’t worry because he would protect you and Eren even if it meant his own form of punishment. You nodded to him, inhaling a shaky breath, your eyes drifted over to Hange who looked just as concerned as you. Erwin seemed to be calculating in his own head what the next actions should be, your commander had promised when Eren was still imprisoned that he would try everything he could to save your brother. But you knew that one slip up would cost Eren his life.

“How can we trust him?” a voice called out “how do we know that he isn’t a Titan who can transform into a child and he came here to destroy us?”

“Do you hear yourself?!” you yelled your anger getting the best of you, slamming your hands into the wooden bar infront of you, Armin jumped violently as you grit your teeth “Eren didn’t even know he had this power, how can you accuse him of being an enemy Titan?!”

“Well he is a Titan if some kind, we can’t neglect the idea he could be our foe!” another voice called out, you shook your head a low growl escaping your throat.

“I’ve seen Titans! I’ve killed many of them I know what a Titan is, who here can say they’ve seen one? Killed one even?” you pointed out, although you couldn’t see him ticked away from your view behind Erwin, Levi smirked to himself his lip lifting upward slightly at your honest backlashes, he would always love your confrontational streak “he sealed Wall Rose, he killed other titans and he saved Mikasa!”

“It says in the report he also attacked her when closing up Wall Rose. Is this true Mikasa?” the judge asked all eyes turning to the raven haired girl who stood quietly her gaze drifting to Eren who stared at her wide eyed “you cannot lie young lady, you are in a house of truth.”

“Yes. It’s true.” Mikasa said quietly, your breath hitched in your throat as the crowd began their murmurs again, you knew she would lie if she could but a part of you couldn’t help but be angry with her for throwing Eren under the horse like that it was selfish of you really , it’s not like she had a choice in her candour.

“Knowing all this are we really prepared to invest our money, will power, time and the face of humanity into this danger? One who has unexplained abilities that could put all of us at risk?” someone from the stands called out, your fists clenched inton tight balls.

“What about her!?” someone yelled, their finger pointed at you, the entire court room turned to face you. Any normal person would have shrunk back in their place at being given this much negative attention. You were not a normal person, you were dating Captain Levi you would never be classed as normal. Instead you folded your arms glaring at the Garrison member who had his dirty finger pointed at you “she’s his sister it’s probably genetic! She probably came here with him to damn us all!”

“He’s got a point we don’t know what causes it she could be the same as him!” another person yelled.

“She could be a monster too!”

“Maybe we should dissect her too!”

Your eyes widened slightly. For the first time since becoming a scout you felt threatened, fear rising in your throat like a sickness. All sound had left your mind, the shouts from Levi and Eren against the court members not even being processed as you own thoughts internalised. Where you a Titan too? It was possible. If Eren could do it then what was to say you couldn’t too? You didn’t want to be a Titan if you were one.

What would Levi do? He wouldn’t love you anymore, he hated Titans he spent his whole existence killing them, there was no way he would stay with someone who could become his most hated enemy. The thought of that scared you more then anything, you didn’t know what power you held, you prayed you were not like Eren, you prayed that your life would stay the same as it always had. Levi would never look at you the same way again if you were in fact a monster. He would never touch you the way he did, or even acknowledge you like he did if it was true that you were in fact plagued with that burden.

You were ripped from your thoughts when you felt three pairs of hands roughly grab you, one pair pulling up and down on your hair smashing your face into the wooden beam below of the stand pinning it there, your cheek smushed into the cold wood. The other pair of hands firmly grabbed your arms pulling them behind your body while the third pair pressed sharply into the back of your neck. You hadn’t even realised what was happening until it had happened and you found yourself being crushed against the bar your breathing restricted to raspy gasps, your eyes wide in alarm as you tried to see who your attackers were.

Your eyes darted around the room, your vision limited by the position you were in, the world sideways. You could see Levi, an angered glare on his face his body tense and ready to fight as he made a sharp move towards you, Erwin and Hange both having to hold him back from making a bigger scene, your boyfriends angered shouts and cussing ringing in your ears.

“You son’s of bitches.” he seethed his patience wearing to its last nerve “let her go! She has no part in this! Wait till I get my hands you you bastards!”

The captain clearly very disturbed but the position you were in, to hear that the love of his life was threatened to be dissected like an animal. He only stopped his shouting when Erwin roughly grabbed him by the shoulder pulling him back, Levi fuming quietly to himself.

“Hey maybe I’m the monster you’re after but you leave her out if this you hear me?!” Eren yelled his desperate cries echoing in the hall as you struggled against the men holding you down trying to raise your head only for it be slammed back into the wood, your form shaking in shock and anger, Eren pulling against his shackles “she’s innocent! Do whatever you want to me but leave her out if it!”

“Why should we trust you?” a voice called out.

“What does it even matter? You’re so intent on pushing selfish agendas you’re blind to what’s infront of you.” Eren spat, his voice low, you could only stare at home trough your compromises position the firm grip on your body not letting up “non of you have ever seen a Titan,so what are you so afraid of huh? What’s the point in having a weapon if your not going to fight? You’re all cowards! I’ll do it for you, I’ll kill the Titans I won’t stop until every last one is dead. Shut up and put all your faith in me!”

The room was silent for the longest time. You could hear your own heart beat in your skull, the blood pounding through your brain, your chest and face beginning to ache from the position you were gripped in. Your laboured breathing the only thing anyone could hear, a muffled moan escaping your mouth as your hair was yanked on harder.

Your eyes were only focused on Levi, his gaze never leaving you, you could see it in his eyes that he was plotting how he would punish the military police members who had you pinned. You knew he wanted to come and get you out if your painful position, but he couldn’t get to you, you knew what he wanted to do to the men holding you down you could see it in his body language. His fists clenched by his sides his jaw clenched, he leaned forward before jumping the gate and walking swiftly up to Eren, his eyes dark.

You watched with anxiety as Levi made his way over his next move unknown, before lifting his leg, you knew what he was going to do but before you could even attempt to stop him Levi’s leather boot had connected with Eren’s cheek, sending his body into a recoil his tooth flying from his mouth bouncing along the floor. Mikasa rushing to pull Levi off of her best friend, Armin pulling her back causing her to grunt and only glare at the man currently laying it on Eren.

You could only watch in horror, squirming under the hold, as your boyfriend mercilessly beat your brother to a pulp. Eren’s eyes black and blood dripping from his mouth as his body was pummelled in all directions, his cuffs clanking against the pole that restrained him. Levi continued to smash his fists and feet into Eren, the captain’s face ever expressionless as he continued his ruthless beating until Eren was gasping for the right to breath slumped over, blood dripping from his lips. Levi stood above him, his eyes glazed over before looking up.

“You know personally I believe nothing instils discipline like pain, what you’re in need of boy isn’t a talking to. You need a firm lesson and luckily you’re in the perfect kicking position.” Levi said smoothly before landing a few more kicks to Eren, your brother grunting in intense pain as you tired once again to pull out of grip from your captors yelling at Levi to stop, a grubby hand clamping down around your mouth as you heaved as much air as possible to try and breath.

“N-now hold on Levi.” a Military Police member said, Levi pauses his kicks, his foot rested firmly on Eren’s forehead.

“What is it?”

“It could be dangerous, what if he gets angry? Turns into a Titan?” he asked his voice cracking. Levi stares at him, arching an eyebrow his leg dropping to the floor, his eyes glancing at you his last half lidded gaze shifting to one of more enraged fury at the sight of you being muffled by a Military Police member.

“You seem to have no problem inflicting pain on my partner,” he drawled his tone laced with ice as he glared at the Military Police members holding you down, as if to emphasise your discomfort the one holding your hair tightened his grip from the fear of the Captin casuing you to gasp, Levi growled but remained composed “you’re telling me that Eren Yeager will turn into a Titan if pain is inflicted on him but not if you inflict it on his sister who we actually have no proof is a monster?”

You flinched slightly at his words, so he would think you would be unlovable if you were a Titan? You closed your eyes, your heart sinking as you felt your captors swiftly release you, your body no longer being pushed into the wooden bars as you slowly stood up, Mikasa helping you stand as your head spun. Your back cracking lightly as it straightedges out from his bent position, your neck stiff and cheek red.

Levi gave you a look his eyes softening and you nodded letting him know you were alright. He gently nodded in return and lowered himself down grabbing Eren’s hair and pulling him up, your brother moaned in discomfort but you were still dizzy from your lack of air to say anything, Mikasa still clutching you tightly.

“Anyways don’t be silly. After all you were going to dissect him weren’t you? They say when he transformed Yeager could take down twenty titans before he ran out of strength. As an enemy his intelligence makes him all the more dangerous, but I can still take him down without a problem. How many of you can say the same? Before you torment the beast you’d better think : can you actually kill him?”

The room fell into a silent hush for what seemed like foreve as the minds of the intellects worked trying to configure an argument. Levi walked back over to where you stood, his glare hardened at the sight of the Military Police members who stepped away from you and Mikasa, but not before Levi landed landed a harsh blow with his elbow to each face of the three men, they cried out in muffled pain as blood began to run down their faces trying desperately to claw their way back through the crowd to get away.

Levi made his infamous “Tch” noise before gently taking you from Mikasa’s grasp, she hesitated but only let you lean against him when Armin tugged on her jacket. Levi wraped his arm around your slim waist, your head leaning against his shoulder, you felt weak leaning into him for support infront of everyone who viewed you as a fierce Titan killer, but in this moment you needed him to be your crutch to hold you while your brothers life lay out of reach from your control.

“Are you ok?” Levi mumbled his gaze dropping to look at you, Erwin’s request about Eren’s placement on the Survey corps fading to the background.

“Yeah, I’m ok.” you mumbled pressing your sore cheek further into his firm chest, the white material of his shirt creasing“just took me surprise.”

“Hmm, I still want to behead them for what they did to you,” Levi growled his grip tightened around your waist.

“That makes two of us,” you reply and he lets a small huff of air escape his nose in small amusement “you went a bit harsh on Eren, you knocked his tooth out. You’re lucky I was held down.”

“It was necessary, now he gets to join the Scouts. You can keep an eye on him.”

“You mean you can keep an eye on him.”

“Tch, I don’t want anyone getting hurt, least of all you. If it means I lose a few extra hours of sleep trying to keep Eren contained then so be it.”

“Don’t do that to yourself, you don’t get enough sleep as is.” you scolded pulling away from his chest to stare directly into his eyes, despite being taller then Levi, the Captain still had more dominance over you.

“If I continue to wake up next to you I don’t care how many hours of sleep I get. I have to keep you safe, I have to keep everyone safe,” he replied and you felt your face heat up. Levi rarely showed public displays of affection or said anything that would make him seem like he had gone soft. But his love for you was never out of the question. Maybe your previous thoughts about being a Titan and it’s consequences were mislabelled.

“Alright we have a conclusion,” the judge said banging his hammer against the wood of his stand “Eren Yeager, you will be handed over to the Survey Corps. Your ability will be monitored and tested outside the walls. Captain Levi will adopt you into his squad and will be under constant surveillance. Any slip ups, any casualties, anyone gets injured where unnecessary by your hand, you will be placed back under the custody of the Military Police where you will be executed and used for scientific experiment.”

“At least we get to look after him.” you whispered as you watched the Military Police unchain Eren, letting him rise to his feet, the court beginning to disperse “I can’t imagine how scared he must be.”

“He’ll be fine, but you had better let him know how serious it is if he makes a wrong move. I can only get him out of his messes for so long. And if it came to a choice of humanity’s safety or your brother’s you know I would always pick humanity. No matter how much you would hate me after.” he said glancing at you and you nodded pressing a kiss to his cheek. You knew Levi cared about Eren, of course he did. But you also knew that when the needs of the many outweighed the needs of the few, Levi would always pick the majority.

“(Y/n) are you ok?”

You looked away from Levi to see Eren stood before you, his eyes searching your body for injury. You nodded rushing forward and embracing your brother tightly, his own arms wrapping around your form to pull you into a tight hug, your pelvis crushing once again into the wooden bars that separated you, but you don’t mind this time.

“Yes Eren, I’m fine. But what about you? I was so worried I thought they were gonna take you away from me.” you gushed pulling away from the hug, clutching his cheeks in your slender fingers.

“I’m great. Better then ever. I finally get to kill titans, I have the power to do it so no one else has to get hurt. Not you or Mikasa or Armin. We can take back Shinganshina.” he answered and you stepped back slightly. You knew Eren’s desire to cleanse the world from titans, but sometimes he scared you with how aggressive he could be. He would get himself killed if he continued to act so impulsively.

“Just be careful kid,” you whispered “you’re the only family I have left.”

Eren nodded, giving you one last hug before exiting the court room, his two friends and the rest of the Scouts following behind. You turned back to Levi, the small man holding his hand out which you gladly took as he walked you toward the oak doors letting them close behind you, his hand clutching yours tightly as you walked through the corridors. You stayed silent for a while, your own thoughts spinning on loop as you stared down at the floor.

“How’s your hand?”

You glanced down at Levi’s words, the skin still stained with blood and bits of skin peeling away where the stone wall had pierced the fragile flesh. It felt numb and it looked swollen, you sighed and pushed it into your pocket.

“We’ll clean it when we get back, .” Levi continued and you nodded, he stared at you before realeasing a small sigh “Eren’s going to be fine you know.”

“Yeah I know.”

“Then why are you so down?” he asked, although sounding exasperated his layers of genuine concern lay underneath, the hints of his affection that only you could pick out from his own Levi language smothered by his harsh tone.

“What they were saying back there, in the court, that if I was like Eren. It just got me thinking,” you raised your head to stare into his silver eyes holding back small tears that threatened to fall “what if I am like him? What if I can also become a monster.”

“That’s what had you so upset?” he asked, he sounded almost relieved that that was the only problem, you shook your head.

“No. That wasn’t it. I was worried...” you trailed off, you didn’t like taking about your own feelings too much it made you feel stupid but with Levi it would come so easily once you built up the courage “I was worried that you wouldn’t love me anymore if I could do it. Become a Titan. You hate Titans, I couldn’t bare it if you hated me too Levi. You’d never look at me the same way.”

Levi stopped in his tracks, his hand letting yours slip out of his causing you to walk a few steps forward, you stopped too and turned back to face him, nerves spasmed in your stomach and you suddenly felt just as awful as before the trial. Levi just stared at you, his eyes giving away his shock at hearing what you had just said, as if it was blasphemy that you had even conjured those thoughts to begin with. He glared at you, causing you to shrink slightly before he stepped forward and took your hand firmly in his own dragging you behind him like a rag doll.

“Don’t you ever say that.” he partially growled “don’t ever say that to me again.”

“But Levi I...” you don’t have time to finish before Levi had swung you round, your back slamming into the wall behind you, his hands placed either side of your head, his gaze never leaving your own, his well built chest pushed up against your breasts, his hot breath falling lush on your face.

“I’m ashamed you think I’m that shallow,” he said his tone no longer holding its edge, instead replaced with his usual boredom but once again his voice held layers of hurt “I don’t think you realise how much you mean to me. You think I’m going to let something like that get in the middle of what we have? You’re an idiot if you think I would ever stop loving you (y/n) Yeager. I hate Titans, not you. If you have the same power as your brother then that’s how it is, I’m not going to stop caring about you not after I’ve cared about you for so long. So you can stop any ideas you might be forming in that head of yours right now, because you’re the only one thing in this entire damned earth I need.”

His lips were hovering inches from your own, your bodies pressed together your heart hammering in your chest as you stared into his eyes, his scent filling your senses as you tired so hard not to cry. Relief flooding your veins as his words sunk into you, absorbing every heartfelt word he had said. Before you knew what was happening you had thrown yourself into his arms, your lips crashing against us own. It didn’t take him long before his arms wrapped themselves around your waist, his hand reaching up to tug lightly on your locks of (y/h/c) hair as he bit on your lips letting his tongue wrestle for dominance over you own. Before he pushed back up into the wall, despite his small stature he was very strong as he lifted you up, his hands reaching to grab your ass giving it a squeeze, your own long fingers raking through his onyx locks, trailing through his spiked undercut, letting your hands run down his broad shoulders and over his toned chest, your fingertips brushing the ascot that he wore so proudly round his neck.

Gently he pulled away from the intimate kiss, both of you panting lightly as he let you slip down the wall back to your feet. You lips numb from the passionate act of affection, Levi once again took your hand in his own walking you back down the corridor any doubts in your mind now completely erased.

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I hoped you enjoyed that sorry if it was boring I like little actions of affection sometimes, this took me ages to finish cause I just write too much. I might do a Haikyuu one next with Kageyama (it will be fluff I promise I just don’t see Levi as a fluffy person so I wrote more grit with him) because my kink is aggressive and moody black haired anime boys. If you want updates on what I post then be sure to follow and if not I hope you have a nice day and thank you for reading.

Love Hate Me: A Levi x F!Reader Series (Completed)

summary

There is only one thing in life that you are sure about: you hate Levi Ackerman just as much as he hates you.

You and Levi have never gotten along. You hate how he is utterly full of himself, how he looks bored all the time, how he constantly picks on you. He hates how you glared at him the first time you met him, how you seem to spend too much time with Jean Kierstein, how you seem like your hiding something. The two of you despise each other, and perhaps that is the only thing that the two of you can agree on.

But, you have to wonder, is there something else hiding under all of that hate?

warnings

nsfw: fingering, cunnilingus, smut, degradation, name-calling, hint of somnophilia

violence: mentions of blood, wounds, killing

spoilers: fic takes place in season 3 and references the plot

chapters

part 1: the dream

part 2: his eyes

part 3: the handkerchief

part 4: the cut

part 5: the wound

ao3 link

click here

fanart

sketches by @mioni-sora

drawing by @mioni-sora

taglist

thank you to all of you for following along with my story <3

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This could be a request or not depending on how much time you have 😅 but for your information, yes, I am thinking Tom giving y/n hickies on her neck like the night before a bunch of interviews the next day and she's like, "Are you serious?" and he's like "I couldn't resist, I just love you so much!" and when y/n shows up the next day wearing a turtleneck after she told Zendaya that she would be wearing a dress Z immediately gets suspicious and figures it out bc I feel like she's like that 😅😂

Hehehe I haven’t written anything smutty lately and I miss it. So thank you for requesting this anon, much love to you🥰 Ugh, the thought of this gave me butterflies in my stomach😭 Happy reading!❤️

Also, little note for everyone who’s sending me requests! Yes, I see all of them! Part of the reason why I haven’t done some of them yet is because I have to think of concepts on how to execute them properly. So bear with me, love you all🥰

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Love Bug

My soft boi🥺

Warnings: implied smut

(Gif from Pinterest)

The AC in your bedroom was just not doing you justice. The Californian heat was at an all time high today and has transformed you home into an Easy Bake oven. Though you were probably exaggerating, your thin crewneck sweater still clung onto your skin, making you uncomfortable. Peeling the sweater off your body, you toss it into your laundry basket. You’re left in a tank top and some lounging shorts as you sprawl yourself out on your bed. The coolness of the comforter bringing your body some relief from the heat.

Sinking into the sheets, the hustle and bustle of the day finally hits you. You’ve had a long day of press with your cast mates, promoting the movie you were all in, Spider-Man: Far From Home. You loved your job, but the press tours could just be so tiring. You were forced to wake up early in the morning and sit in a room for how many hours of the day to only be asked the same questions (most of the time). Though press tours did have its pros, meeting fans around the world and traveling to new countries was something you always looked forward to.

Marvel being Marvel, they always had to make it big. For the last few weeks you have all been traveling around the world, tired but nonetheless having an amazing time. Thankfully, this was the last stop of the press tour, California. You were back in your own bed and your boyfriend was staying with you for the time being.

You were on your phone, going through Instagram and looking at various photos that were taken today during today’s press engagements. You’ve even made your own contribution and posted your own batch of selfies and funny videos.

The door to the connected bathroom in your room opens and reveals your boyfriend. Your eyes break their focus on your phone and shift to the man in front of you. You smile and turn your phone off giving him all your attention. A smile forms on his own lips as he crawls up the bed to join you.

“Missed you all day.” He whispers against your skin, placing his head on your chest. His arms are wrapped around your figure, one leg hooked over yours. You move the hood of his sweatshirt from over his head and began to run your hands through his hair.

“Mmm, I missed you too.” He cuddles closer to your chest, arms tightening around you. His eyes momentarily shut, basking in your soothing motions.

“How was your day with Jake?” You ask him. As much as Tom wanted to do press with you, he was stuck doing them with Jake, while you did your interviews with Z and Jacob. Tom enjoyed having his interviews with Jake, but he missed being near you, even if you were just a room away.

Tom shifts so his lips are near the skin of your exposed neck. He hums against you before his lips come into contact with the soft surface. He had been tempted to mark you up all day. You wore a beautiful spring dress with a low neckline that displayed the skin of your neck. All he wanted to do was scatter red and purple love bites all over you, letting the world know you were his.

You gasp as he nips on the space between your neck and shoulder. “Interviews were good, but I just couldn’t get you out my head.” He slots himself between your legs and presses you down into the mattress.

“Teasing me with the pretty little dress of yours. Just wanted to kiss you and mark you up.” He says huskily against your neck. His breath sent shivers down your spine as goosebumps formed on your skin. His mouth sucks harder on the spot, teeth nipping gently, while his tongue soothed the bruising spot. He moved up so one of his hands are holding him up beside your head while his other strokes your side.

“Baby, we have an early morning tomorrow.” You didn’t want him to stop, but it was currently 2am and you were both expected to be awake by 6am.

His lips have made their way to the other side of you neck, pressing light kisses that turned to open mouthed ones. You giggle gently pulling him away from your neck so you can look him in the eyes.

“Babyyy.” He whines trying to shove his head back into the spot. A pout is on his lips, which were now a darker shade of pink from how much he was sucking on your skin.

“Tom, we need to be up at six.” You reminded him. Tom leans closer a boyish grin now on his expression. You couldn’t help but kiss him back when his lips captured yours. You feel him smirk against you as he pulls away.

The hand on your side moves to cradle the side of your face, his thumb brushing against your bottom lip. “We’ll be quick, I just wanna feel you. Please?”

You stare at him for a moment as his hand drifts down your body and by your shorts. Excitement swirls in your belly as his fingers get closer to your growing heat. He kisses your cheek as his hand slips past the band of your shorts to cup your mound. The wetness brings a smirk to his face as his dark eyes gaze into yours.

“Baby, look how wet you are.” He praises you as he moves your panties aside and dips his fingers into your wetness. You sigh, eyes slightly rolling back as his fingers spread your wetness on your folds.

“Fine, but—“ You bring your finger to point again him, “No marks on my neck, I’m wearing a dress tomorrow with a low cut again.”

Tom nods connecting your lips again, “Don’t worry, don’t worry, I’ll be careful.” He assures you before diving his head back into your neck.

~next morning~

You enter the bathroom, tying your hair up to keep it away from your face. You turn the shower on and wait for the water to warm up. While you wait you take a look at yourself in the mirror. Your eyes widen when you get a glimpse of you neck. You gasp out loud as you see the sides of your neck with red bruises with hints of purple on them. You had them on both sides of your neck and a small one almost on the center of your throat.

“TOM!” You yell, your voice echoing in the bathroom. There was some rustling behind the door before it was yanked open. Tom entered in nothing but his boxers looking disheveled, hair pointing in all types of direction and his eyes barely open.

“What happened?” His voice was raspy, something that usually made you swoon but right now you couldn’t even focus on it.

You turn to him, aggressively pointing to your neck. “Don’t worry, I’ll be careful!” You mock him, repeating what he said to you last night before he railed you into the mattress.

Tom’s eyes widen as well before he cringed. To be fair, you did warn him. He just didn’t know how to hold back when it came to you. He cautiously approaches you a sheepish grin on his face.

“I know it looks bad..” he begins. You shoot him a look, “Are you serious right now? Tom it looks like an octopus strangled me!”

Tom moves back to look at you, “Well you weren’t complaining last night.” You shoot him another look and he nods knowing you were annoyed with him at the moment. He stands behind you looking at the mirror you were both in front of. His arms wrap around your torso as he tries to soften you up.

“I’m sorry, I just love you so much and I couldn’t resist it. I love making love to you and I just get so lost in it and I know you warned me too, I’m sorry.” He apologizes hugging you from behind. You could tell he actually felt bad by the genuine look in his eyes. You sigh leaning back into him and resting your hands above his, interlocking your fingers.

“I forgive you, it happens.” You mumble, head trying to come up with ways to cover up your neck. “How do I even cover this up?”

Tom looks at your neck through the mirror, “Makeup will work right? Just put on some concealer or that color corrector thing you use.”

You nod at his suggestion. “That’ll work for a few hours, but makeup wears off. What if I accidentally wipe it off?”

Tom pursed his lips together in thought, “You could ask Laura to bring you something with a turtleneck.”

“It’ll barely move and your neck will be covered the entire time.” He suggests.

“Yeah, it’ll probably work. I just hope she hasn’t left yet, I should text her.” You move from Tom’s hold and turn the shower off. Before you leave the bathroom, Tom pulls you into a hug again. His face nuzzles against your hair, “I’m sorry, again.”

You smile and stroke his back, “I told you I forgive you, it’s ok love.” You pull away and peck his lips. Tom smiles and leans down to kiss your shoulder. Something he always did when you guys were having a moment. Instantly, you jump back and push him off, “Get your fucking lips away from my neck. I don’t need anymore hickies right now.”

~later~

Your stylist, Laura, ended up bringing you a stunning white dress that stopped above your knees. It was short sleeved, hugged your curves perfectly, and had a turtleneck that covered your neck. She gave you a pair of leather knee high boots which pulled the look together. Your hair was curled, pulled back into a half up and down style while short strands of hair framed your face. Compared to the panic you felt when your first saw the hickies, you were relieved when you saw yourself in the mirror again an hour later. You felt like a modern Go Go Girl as you admired your outfit.

You arrived at the hotel where all the interviews were being held. You make your rounds of greeting everyone, saving Z and Jacob last since you’ll be with them the whole day. You enter the room and see the two of them already sitting in front of the cameras. Jacob spots you first, “Aye! Good morning!”

You smile and walk up to them, giving them both hugs. When you pull away from Z she gives you a look. Her eyes scan you from head to toe, squinting at your dress.

“Weren’t you just complaining that yesterday was too hot? Why are you in a turtleneck?” She interrogates you. You smile nervously at her while you settle in the seat on the other side of Jacob.

“Um, you know, it’s a bit chilly today.” You lie. Jacob eyes you as well catching on Z’s point.

“(Y/n), it’s 95 degrees outside.” He tells you eyes panning around the room. Zendaya smirks leaning forward to get a better look at you, “I think someone was busy last night.”

“No, I wasn’t. I had a very nice sleep, thank you very much.” You sweetly smile at her crossing your arms.

Jacob snickers beside you, “I bet you did.”

“I guess Thomas couldn’t keep his hands off you last night.” She teased, exposing you.

“Or his mouth.” Jacob quickly adds smirking. Your cheeks get flustered squeezing your eyes shut. Jacob and Z burst out laughing at Jacob’s comment.

“I don’t even have a come back, blame Tom.” You throw your hands up in the air giving up. Z calms down and leans over Jacob to rest a hand on your knee.

“Hey, it’s ok, man. If I were Tom, I wouldn’t keep my hands off you either.” She tells you jokingly, helping you get over the embarrassment of wearing a turtleneck. You catch on and wink at her, “Aye, say less.” Your hand resting on top of hers.

Jacob puts his hands up looking shocked, “What did I just walk into? I—I gotta go.” He pretends to shove your hands away and gets up from his seat.

“I’m telling Tom about the sexual tension I felt in this room.” He yells over his shoulder as he walks out the room. You and Z look at each other amused, “Is he actually?”

Z shrugged, “Honestly, he’s probably getting some water. He was thirsty.”

The two of you catch up with each other. Talking about the press tour and what you were both planning on wearing for the premiere. You were in the middle of describing your dress when Tom bursts into the room with Jacob trailing behind him.

“STAY AWAY FROM MY WOMAN.”

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