You had recently moved across the hall from a rather melancholic man. Whom frankly caught your eye. You occasionally tried to make conversation with him but it usually went no where.

It was late on a Friday night and you had just come back from being out. You, despite having been told to stop drinking multiple times by your friends, got absolutely wasted. You were stumbling a bit in the hallway trying to keep it together, but failing. You were fumbling with your keys trying to open your door. When you suddenly heard a deep raspy voice that, even drunk you could recognize. Levi came up behind you and grunted.

"God... you're a mess. Give me."

He went out to take your keys and opened the door for you. Simultaneously, Levi tried to keep you up right and helped you into your apartment.