KYOTO, JAPAN. 4:56PM.
LEVI'S CAR
three ☽ crazy but you like that
Sitting in the passenger seat of Levi's car felt like a fever dream. In fact, the entire day felt like it never even happened, like at any given moment you would wake up in the comfort of your bed and you would be back to the girl who only admired Levi from afar. And to be quite honest, that was something you would be content with.
The thing about liking someone you've never talked to before-save for some awkward incidents in school hallways-is that you create a version of them in your head. The Levi of your dreams was definitely not like the Levi in your head, far from it actually.
While he was not all about his reputation around the school, he was all about appearances, and everyone knows how unpredictable appearances are.
To everyone who didn't know him, Levi was a sexy, mysterious bad boy who got what he wanted whenever he wanted. You seemed to agree with everyone; that was before he lunged his fist towards that demon of a vice principal.
You brought your hands together and pinched the skin of your palm as hard as you could, maybe this wasn't real.
"Ow," you whispered.
"What is it?" Levi questioned, aloof from your mannerisms.
Your eyes darted to Levi, half to make sure he was keeping his eyes on the road (which he was, thankfully) and also to see if there was a chance that he was looking at you. Not that you should have cared, anyways.
Levi's hand clutched at the steering wheel while the other assisted the half-lit cigarette in his mouth, thankfully the windows were kept open. Still though, it wasn't enough to keep you from getting annoyed at the scent. In fact, you found it quite irritating that he had the audacity to smoke in the car when you obviously didn't like it. And although you never told him explicitly, you agreed with yourself that your exaggerated coughs were enough to give him the hint.
"Nothing," you deadpanned. "I just don't really appreciate you smoking in the car."
Perhaps your voice had came off with a little bit more attitude than you had intended, nevertheless you were still glad you got your point across. You didn't care if Levi thought you were rude, hell, he was being rude.
"Well, that sure fucking sucks." His eyes were riveted straight ahead, driving out of the neighborhood.
He just had to say that. Out of all the things he could have said, it was that. It was something about the way he said it as well, like he didn't care at all. His voice was monotone, lips straight, and eyes void of emotion. You couldn't read this man, which in fact, made you all the more irritated.
"Get me out." You told him, abruptly. The words shooting at him like daggers, which to his surprise, caught him off guard.
"The hell you just say-"
"Did I stutter?" You exhaled sharply, rolling your eyes as you reached for the door handle.
Levi took a few side glances, switching between you and the road. He watched for a brief second as you unlocked the passenger door and opened it.
"Jesus fucking Christ, are you insane?" Levi had raised his voice and he brought his other hand towards you. At this point his cigarette was thrown out of his side of the window.
Fascinatingly, he kept a strong grip on the steering wheel while his other arm advanced towards your side of the car. With an unpitying motion, he snatched onto your wrist that desperately struggled against his grip.
With your wrist thrashing against Levi's strength, your other hand successfully opened the door of Levi's moving car. Instantly, you felt the breeze blow into the car and against your cheeks. The sound of the wind whipping between the small opening of the passenger door alarmed Levi, which ultimately made him drive slower.
Although with little control, you still kept your grip on the open door, then your head spun to look at Levi. Astonishingly, Levi was doing all this while still fixated on the road. In all honesty, you would have to give him a point for that one.
"Just pull over, dumbass!" You managed to shout through the incoming noise of the wind.
"Who the hell are you calling a dumbass, when you're the one trying to crash this fucking thing." He snapped back, and gave you a side glance for a second.
Levi ultimately pulled over to the nearest sidewalk, in one swift and reckless attempt. He parked in front a playground, ignoring the sign that clearly said in bold black letters, NO PARKING. His grip on your wrist loosened, and you let go of the door which was now so conveniently opened for you, thanks to yourself.
"You happy, brat?" He scoffed and exhaled sequentially.
"Yes," you huffed and stepped out of his car. "Maybe next time don't tell me to get in your car."
"Tch. No one said you had to." Levi murmured to himself, but by now you were too far from him to hear.
You walked away from Levi's car without hesitation and without looking back. Sure, you probably overreacted back there but in your defense he had broke so many boundaries you didn't even know you had. What's more is that he kissed you. Even worse was that you liked it.
You didn't know if you wanted to scream, cry, or punch a tree. Maybe all three. As you walked along the sidewalk, hopefully back to your original path home, you found yourself sighing because in reality that was all you could do.
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The convenience store is as grey as the pavement below, appearing as impermanent as the clouds, as though it could vanish without notice. You had almost walked passed the store without a second thought, that was until you discovered how hungry you really were when your stomach let out an unsuspecting growl.
You walked through the door with a chime ringing for your entrance. It was your regular convenience store, empty of people save for you, the man at the cash register, and another man in the magazine aisle. The air carries the scent of an old dish rag, which you soon found out later on that it came from the man himself as you walked passed him.
He wore an oversized grey hoodie, which with little inspection you could see the numerous stains on it. The man watched from the corner of his eye as you grabbed a few drinks and a couple of your favourite snacks. To you however, he was nose deep in his magazine which had a questionably lewd cover.
"Do you know that guy?" The worker asked, ringing your items and putting them in a plastic bag. He notions towards the man in the grey hoodie and you turn. To your surprise he was staring right at you.
"No," you immediately paid and grabbed your snacks. "Keep the change."
You could feel the predatoriness in this man's gaze as he walked behind you, both of you leaving the store. It burned holes in the back of your skull and left unwanted shivers down your spine. And although he was only a few meters behind you, he was too close for comfort. You knew because his vile scent was overwhelming to your senses.
You continued to walk, hoping that maybe, just maybe, he would leave soon. That it just so happened that you two were walking the same way. However, it was just too good to be true, the man gives no formal reason for his next few actions. He had picked up his pace and found his way almost right next to you. Startled, you freeze. Your vision was obscured completely by his daunting figure, standing in front of you with an impending smile.
"Hey, darling." He greeted. The atrocious smell that came along with his voice sent alarm bells ringing in your head.
You shivered, not entirely sure if it was due to the cold creeping up or the venom in his voice. Perhaps both. Or maybe it was the way his calloused hands dared to grab yours, which only made you drop your bag of snacks.
"Oh?" He snickered, "flustered aren't we?"
"Not flustered," you sneered. "C-creeped out."
You didn't intended for your voice to crack, but alas it did which only made the man chuckle in response. He was still grinning widely at you, but you couldn't reciprocate the same amount of enthusiasm. As bold as you were before with Levi, this man genuinely scared you and at least Levi wasn't a creepy old man who was following you home.
His grin was what scared you the most, a smile that extended from ear to ear with noxious eyes that demanded for your body. The man's shadow towered over your figure, his body inching closer and closer towards yours to take a lock of your [colour] hair in his hand.
You closed your eyes to ignore the situation, a small coping mechanism you had often found yourself relying on. What elicited the gasp from your lips was the sudden pair of strong hands that shoved you backwards, it almost made you stumble on your feet if you hadn't regained what was left of your usual composure.
"[Name]."
Gazing up, you dared to look at none other than Levi Ackerman who had pulled you behind him.
"You smell awfully filthy," Levi brought a hand to pinch his nose as he scrutinized the old man. "Take a shower then maybe you could fuck a random girl on the street, who knows."
You stared at Levi, trying to search for any sort of emotion of his face. But to no avail, he remained as expressionless as ever. Nothing. Not even a quiver in his voice, or a shaking in his eyes to indicate any sign of anxiety. You, on the other hand, seemed to have been shaking this entire time, it was only now that you had realized it.
It had taken quite some time before the old man decided to run off without saying a word, all he had left Levi with as a response was a scoff. That was enough for Levi to finally avert his attention to you.
"So, you give me attitude but not him?" With Levi's voice, it was more of a statement than a question. He picks up the plastic bag of snacks you had dropped prior to this.
Refusing to look at him, you look at the hand that was offering back your snacks. You said nothing and fumbled with the plastic bag.
"[Name]," Levi said more forcefully, his voice slightly laced with annoyance. "Are you gonna say thank you fo-"
"Were you following me too?" You asked him. Straight to the point was what you wanted from him, none of that bullshit he was giving you earlier today. Thankfully, he was able to oblige to this.
"No," he replied cooly.
"Then why are you here?"
Levi thought for a minute, slightly baffled that you chose not to thank him first and foremost. He couldn't blame you though, and he wasn't going to give you even more shit after what just happened. No, Levi knew that he wasn't that stupid. Especially with the way the warm sun hit your wet eyes, he definitely wasn't going to press you even further.
"You left your backpack in my car."
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i hope you enjoy this, i find that i still need to improve on writing beginnings and try to make them interesting so askdas sorry
as always thank you sosososo much for reading <3
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