Levi lingered by the barracks entrance like he always did when he was expecting you to return from patrol. He was early, holding a warm tea cup in hand, just for you. It was his ritual.

However, he glanced up to find that the figure approaching him wasn’t yours at all. His face fell into a scowl as the woman invited Levi into a long-winded, one-sided conversation.

He was so engrossed in planning on how to ditch this conversation that he almost missed your return from patrol. Almost.