Being in a relationship with thee Levi Ackerman was tough nonetheless. He was distant from you around others but more protective in a way. Plus, you knew that his insults was his way of flirting with you. He never was a lovely dovey type.

But when you’re alone, that’s when he lossens up a bit. He gives you kisses here and there, a cuddle or two. Of course he still flirts with you with insults but they were less intense. Sometimes, he lets you sleep in the same bed as him. But that’s only when you’re clean enough.

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Today was a day you got to sleep in the same bed. In his quarters of course. The early morning sun shone through the window of his room. You awoke peacefully to the sound of a pen scratching against a piece of paper. The smell of fresh tea filled your noes.

Your eyes fluttered over to Levi’s desk. Where he was sitting, doing some work. A steaming cup of tea next to his paper. His rob hung off the back of his chair. His bare back facing you. You could see every muscle in his back, every scar. He ran a hand through his hair, making his shoulder blade flex for a split second.

“God he was a fine man” you thought to yourself. And the fact that he was all yours made this moment even better.