Beneath The Flies • 《 Levi × Reader 》

《 Chapter 11 》• Dawn Of Eve

Red lines traversed between the fading clouds that slept among the blushing horizon, sunset fast approaching. The gaping sky peered over the silhouettes of distant pine trees, the land below overrun in darkness.

I ran my fingertips along a circular table pushed up against a window in the room I had chosen within the cabin. The weak light from outside poured between the thread in the white laced curtains that fell over the frame, casting decorative shadows on the back wall of the room. This particular wall was pasted with a fine wallpaper, with light lines streaking down the middle in a pattern, numerous pink flowers scattered between the sections. I wasn't sure if the other rooms were given the same wallpaper- But regardless, I was glad it had such a fine touch.

I mapped out the homey room, taking it all in. It was a lot nicer than the barracks back at the Headquarters, that's for sure.

...

There was a knock at the door that pried me away from my careless dazing, the sound traveling through my ears. I instinctively fixed the collar of my shirt and stood up straight, a habit I'd picked up from developing the etiquette of a proper soldier over the years.

After ensuring I didn't look like a poorly mannered slob, I made my way to the door, clasping the golden handle - Another thing I noticed was different from the silver handles back at HeadQuarters - and twisted it open.

The door swung.

"Wh- Oh! Levi, hi-" I was slightly taken aback by the unanticipated visitor, the words jumbling out of my mouth sloppily. I mentally cursed myself for the way I spoke the greeting, wishing I'd sounded less skittish.

"What brings you here...?"

He rose an accusing brow. "Hange sent me to retrieve you for dinner," He explained in a short, vexated sigh, his strong demeanor looming over me, crushing my frail stature from before. "Nothing else. Don't get your panties in a bunch."

"Nothing else, right," I repeated under my breath, mainly to myself. I ignored his other joke. "Sorry." I apologized for my jumpy reaction.
Levi turned away, already walking down the hall and toward the stairs. I was quick to fall in as a question stirred in my mind.

"You said Hange sent you?"

He clicked his tongue in annoyance, but not necessarily at my question. I was guessing he was annoyed with Hange.

"Yeah. Shitty four-eyes thinks I'm their damn errand boy or something." He responded dryly.

Though his vocabulary was vulgar, his expression remained stiff and otherwise voidless.

Levi would never loose that aspect of him; his broad, blunt personality.
However, the way his face remained blatantly posed when he spoke told me everything I needed to know. A saddening truth that I had to accept.

He still had qualms about conversing with me.

He was shutting himself off, a walking shell of a man when paired with me- The very person whom stripped him of his ability to speak the way he used to.

Around me, at least...

He spoke to everyone else just fine.

I was the only person he didn't look at when speaking.

...

"Why?"

A quizzical look plastered itself onto my face.

"Sorry?"

"Why'd you ask?"

Oh. Right.
I was asking sheerly because I was curious about Hange's intentions. Hange brought up the fact I needed to apologize to him sooner or later, and it's been a few weeks since then. They must've noticed that the thick air that surfaced between us hasn't yet dispersed. I wanted to know if they were bringing it upon themselves to solve the problem, since I wasn't very urgent to do so myself.
Hange might be interfering by doing small things like sending Levi up to my room to give us a chance to talk.