Falling At Your Feet (Levi x Reader)

[2] Moving in

You walked out of your apartment and went over to the next door to the right. You cautiously knocked three times and then waited. You heard the bustling of footsteps and in a few moments, a woman opened the door.

"Who are you?" she asked immediately in a rude tone. You were slightly surprised, but ignored her rudeness.

"My name is [Name]. I'm your new next-door neighbor. Nice to meet you," you reached out your hand for her to shake. She glanced down at it and then back up at your face.

"Well, [Name], here's a heartfelt tip as a neighbor," she started sweetly, "Don't bother people when there's a Seahawks game on!"

And with that, she slammed the door shut. Well, that was interesting. I didn't know there was a game on. You shook your head. You decided that now was now the best time to introduce yourself. You went back into your apartment and began unpacking your clothes and hanging them up in the closet. After you finished that, you put sheets, blankets, and pillows on your queen-sized bed.

What you really liked about your apartment was the closed-off office space. It had a nice mahogany desk and lamp already set up. You eagerly took your computer into the office and placed it delicately in the center of the desk. Your computer was your best friend, no doubt about that. There were bookshelves in the office, so you began organizing your books in alphebetical order by author. At least it gave you seomthing to do.

By the time you were all done setting up, it was 2:30 p.m. You hadn't had a proper lunch on the plane, so you decided to go down to the market and get some food. It was right next to your apartment building, after all. As you descended down the stairs (cuz you need to get that cardio in, right?) you could imagine the delicious smells of fish, fruit, and food. It was even better than you thought. Everything was fresh and organic.

After browsing through all the stores, you decided to walk into a cozy coffee shop for a light late lunch. You ordered an iced fraapucino and a sweet pastry. You decided to sit at the bar next to the windows, where many people were either on their computers or studying. You loved the quietness of the coffee shop compared to the bustling noise of the market. After finishing your late lunch, you walked around and explored the market.

You ended up buying a cherry blossom painting for decoration, some manga, rasberries, and a fresh salmon. It all cost around $100, leaving you with about $96. You decided to go back to the apartments before you spent the rest of your reserves.

It was 4:00 now. You put all your stuff away and went to introduce yourself to more neighbors. Many of them were single 21+ year old men. Others were old couples and college students like yourself. Finally, you came to the last door on the corridor, 20 doors down from your own. It was 5:00, and you were getting a bit hungry.

You knocked on the door three times and waited. After a minute, when no one answered, you cautiously knocked again. A few seconds later...

"What is so important that someone decided to bother me while I was eating dinner?" said an irritated voice from behind the door. It was deep and masculine, and sent shiverss down your spine.

"Oh, uh, hi," you said nervously, feeling awkward talking through a door. "My name's [Name]. I'm new to this apartment building and to Seattle. Nice to meet you, sir."

"Is that all?" he asked rudely, still not opening the door.

"Uhh, yeah...," you replied.

"Then go away," he ordered.

You retreated down the corridor back into your apartment. What a scary man. I didn't even see him and he scared me.

~Levi's POV~

"Tch. Annoying brat, interrupting my dinner," I complained to myself, sitting back down on the ground in front of my coffee table.

I was eating some fried salmon with steamed white rice. Despite the dirt and noisiness of the market place, which I hated with a passion, I had to admit that the fresh food was delicious. I enjoyed having healthy meals every night. After finishing my dinner, I put the leftovers in the fridge and got ready for bed. Well, after I finished my nightly cleaning routine, that is.

I took off my clothes and folded them neatly, putting them into a dirty laundry basket in my room. Then, I changed into some black basketball shorts and slipped into bed. My bed had clean gray sheets and a clean gray comforter. The cleanliness slowly drifted me off to sleep.

A/n: Hey all you non-existant readers (i cry ;-;)! I just wanted to know how this is doing. Technically this is only my second Levi x Reader fanfiction (that I'm actually taking seriously). I have a few more on Quotev (you can check out the link to my profile on my page), one of which is semi-successful. Currently has 16,000+ reads (I know, probably not a lot to some of you, but its a lot for me ;-;). Anyways, feedback is always appreciated.

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~hitomi out