Levi wasn’t the type to think about a love life, or anything of that sort. He never saw himself going down that path, he thought he was too… broken to be in any romantic situation, that he couldn’t offer anything to the table. But that didn’t stop him from feeling, feeling a certain way. He couldn’t describe it, every time he saw them, he felt this warmth in his stomach, tingles in his fingertips and got these thoughts of how I’d be to… be with them, to wake up to them every day and fall asleep next to them every night. He always shook them off, trying to ignore it. But he just couldn’t, it got harder and harder to everyday. These feelings bugging him every time he saw them walk by, the way they stood, the way they sat, every little thing they did, he thought they did perfectly. He couldn’t deny it anymore. He was in love, stupid in love.