𝐈𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐲 | Levi Ackerman X Reader

| #11: Don't let her slap you in the face |

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You gasped and raised both of your hands to cup over your mouth as your eyes widened with recognition. You remembered so clearly all of a sudden the way Levi appeared through the fog, his proposal of him wanting to make a deal with you, him knocking out and throwing the killer into the car window, your first time seeing the way his eyes began to glow a shade of red that made you want to shrink in on yourself, the killer trying to run the two of you over with the car, forcing you both to fall into the water.

After falling into the water, that part was still a little hazy but waking up on that shore was still crystal clear to you. You remembered him realizing that you had his tattoo then, grabbing your wrist, and then an arch of water appearing over the both of you when his tattoo began to glow.

Then you didn't remember anything else after that, up until now, the moment you woke up in the hospital. So, you pretty much caught up now. Levi rolled his eyes as he saw that you remembered everything from the night before. At least he wouldn't have to explain anything to you now but the issue with you having his tattoo on you was still far from resolved.

"Good, you're up to speed," He said bluntly, as he walked back and sat himself back down in his chair, watching as your face looked like it was going through the 5 stages of grief. He couldn't believe he had to be here for this. You weren't saying anything but Levi knew you were still processing bit by bit what happened the night before.

"Was I really that drunk...? I mean, I was a little tipsy but not nearly enough to have done something like this," You muttered to yourself and Levi raised an eyebrow. Were you still not believing even your own memories about what happened and thinking you got drunk somewhere and that's how you got the tattoo? But in your defense, what happened would sound surreal and like a total fever dream to anyone. It was hard to believe that anything that happened last night really did occur.

Levi could tell that you were having some sort of inner dialogue in your head, and your facial expressions and body language showed it. You were clearly debating something in your head, and he had no idea what it was. But he felt a weird churn in his stomach when saw you look up from your wrist and there was a weird look in your eye. Though, when he heard your next words, he felt his heart plummet to his stomach.

"That's it. I'm going to laser this thing off of me," You said, hurriedly pulling the covers off of you and heading towards the door to find Hange. But you couldn't even take two steps away from your bed before Levi stepped in front of you and his sharp eyes narrowed darkly and menacingly, looking at you with so much distaste that he didn't even need to say anything to you to know his expression did all the talking for him.

"You're not going anywhere near a laser with my tattoo," He said with a tone that he was clearly using to try and intimidate you out of removing his tattoo, but it wasn't working on you. You looked at him, completely unbothered and tried to step around him, but he was quick to block your path again. You felt the need to scoff for the lengths he was willing to go to for this tattoo, that he claims you stole from him, which you were still struggling to comprehend. How would that be physically possible?

"What do you think you're doing? Move," You said, continuing to test his limits continuously. Levi's eyes had a certain gleam to them the moment you said that. You were so exasperating and you just weren't cooperating with him whatsoever, it was tiring. "You want to laser my tattoo off your body? Well, over my dead body, I'm not letting you leave this room" He said and you blinked a couple times to know if he was serious or not, but nothing about his demeanor said otherwise.

"Why are you so protective over this thing? How will you stop me from leaving this room anyway?" You challenged and Levi's chest heaved up and down as he looked at you with utter disbelief in his eyes.