Control ~Levi x Reader~ {Modern AU}

5

Y/N POV 

Not long after Levi had left my room, I got dressed. 

I felt bad that I ended up scratching him and pushing him, but he was the one that didn't hand over the dress. 

But then I was the one that actually ended up hitting him. 

I'm going to have to apologize to him. 

I just know I'm going to be awkward about it. 

I went downstairs and saw Levi sitting on the couch in the living room. 

"I assume you're ready." Levi had said to me. 

"Yeah, I'm ready." I said quietly. 

He walked towards the front door but I stopped him. 

I looked at his face and noticed a red scratch on his cheek. 

"Did you need any-" I said reaching for the red spot on his cheek.

"I'm fine." He said pushing my hand away. 

I sighed softly and followed him to the front door. 

I pulled out my keys to lock the door properly. 

I really felt bad about scratching him and he sounds a little irritated. 

We got into his car and I felt a little awkward. 

Do I apologize now or? 

"Um... I'm uh sorry about scratching you earlier." I said softly. 

"It's fine. Don't worry." He said sounding emotionless. 

What did he even want to talk about now? 

We really could have talked at my house. 

We didn't even need to go out. 

"Are you hungry?" Levi asked out of the blue with his focus still on the road. 

"Not extremely." I said looking at him. 

I didn't have breakfast. 

I was feeling hungry but I didn't want to tell him.

"We'll be going to a small little diner." That was it. He didn't explain any further. 

He didn't say how far it was or what we'll be talking about. Or what kind of food they have. 

No other details. 

I was hoping it was close by so we can get out of this car. 

He didn't even have any music playing. 

I was just sitting fiddling with my fingers in my lap. 

"Um Levi?" I asked. 

"Hm?" 

"What did you want to talk about? I mean couldn't we really just stay at my house and discuss what you wanted to talk about?" I asked him. 

"Who knows if you have your house bugged." He said sounding a little irritated. 

I mean I know he likes things to look clean but as far as to say that our place can be infested with bugs is a little overboard. 

"Hey we don't have an infestation of insects!" I shouted getting a little too defensive. 

"Shut up that isn't what I meant." He said sounding agitated. 

He gripped the steering wheel a little tight. 

"I meant you don't know if you're parents could have put any listening devices in your house. They knew I would be going over and that we would be alone. They don't need to hear about what we need to discuss." He said.