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drunk // [ levi ackerman x reader ]

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"Wohlan Freund! Jetzt hier est ein Sieg! Dies ist der erste Gloria!"

Levi groans and pulls his covers to his face. His attempts at trying to shut out his phone's blaring ringtone are futile as his steely eyes slowly slide open. He narrows his eyes at the phone vibrating and loudly singing on his bedside table. The teenager ungracefully throws his arm on the table, fumbling with his hand until he feels the grip of the phone. Bringing the phone to his face, he squints from the almost blindingly bright light that the device emits. Levi doesn't bother to read the caller ID before pressing 'accept' and putting the phone near his ear.

"It's two fucking a.m." he deadpans.

He is greeted by a loud background noise consisting of shouting, glass, and obnoxious music. Then an overly cheery tone nearly blasts Levi deaf and he winces as the girl practically shrieks into the phone, "Levi! I'm so glad you picked up! You're a saint!"

Crucified Christ, he thought, his mouth turning into his usual scowls. "Hanji, what the fu-"

"I need you to take [Name] home!" the girl shouts over the noise on her end. "She's drunk and there's not enough room in Eren's car."

Levi shifts onto his back and looks up to the ceiling of his room, questioning why he had made such unusual and annoying friends. He bluntly states, "If you think I'm going to get out of bed, get dressed, and get in my car to pick up that brat you're wrong."

"Levi, pleaseeee!" Hanji begs. "I'd make two trips and drop the boys at their houses first and come back but I can't just leave her here with all these perverts around! She could get kidnapped, killed, or even ra-"

"Alright!" Levi snaps, getting irritated at the disturbing thoughts. He kicks the covers off grumpily and rolls out of bed, running his slender fingers through his obsidian tresses. "I'll be there in ten minutes," the teenager mutters. He sits up and swings his legs over his low bedframe.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Hanji squealed. "We're at the Sina Brewery on Seventh!"

Levi mutters, "Yeah, yeah, I know where you are." With that he brings the phone away from his ear and presses the 'end call' button on his touch screen. Levi glances down at what he's wearing: a pair of gray Hollister sweatpants - cinched at his ankles - and a loose navy blue shirt with his school's crest, the Wings of Freedom, decorating the small breast pocket on his chest's left side. He's already wearing socks - he always sleeps with socks on - and walks over to his closet to dig out a hoodie or a jacket. Sliding his closet's door open, he blindly grabs at the first jacket on the hangers his fingers graze and pull it toward him and off the hanger. It's his black letterman jacket from school that has the Wings of Freedom embroidered on the back; Levi swings it on and walks out of his room and down the stairs.

He soundlessly makes his way through the dark house, his only source of light being the beams of moonlight shining out of his windows and onto his wood floors. He walks to the door and grabs his car keys off the key holder next to the door. He twists open the knob and walks out of his home, closing the door and not bothering to lock it. Levi walks to his parked black BMW 2-Series, clicking the unlock button on the key. The satisfied honk of the car reaches his ears and the headlights come to life. He opens the door to the driver's seat, hops in, and buckles up. Levi smoothly puts the key into the ignition and the car roars to life.

He drives out of small neighbourhood and into the city, the Sina Brewery happening to be not that far away from his home. His usual tunes quietly float through the car, the comforting hum of Arctic Monkey's 'Why'd You Only Call Me When You're High' making Levi bob his head along to the beat. He drives around downtown in the skinny streets and tall buildings until he pull up in front of the bar.

It's a small place but popular among Levi's group of friends and the high schoolers. It's fashioned in an Irish and European style and manages to pull it off around its charming bakery and cafe neighbours. The bar is run by a lively Mr. Pixis and his crew. Above it is about three small apartments, the building reaching to four stories high. The door to the flats is to the side of the bar.

Levi steps out of his car and he can practically smell the rich beer from outside of the brewery. He can hear the loud music and whoops and sees his friends through the wide windows of the bar. Levi crinkles up his nose as he thinks of the foul stench of puke that must have filled up the brewery's restrooms by now. He walks towards the entrance and pulls the door open, instantly being greeted by familiar faces.

A collective shout of, "Hey, Levi!"s resounds through the small bar and he nods curtly in acknowledgement.

"Levi! My boy!" Pixis yells from behind the counter, giving the boy a smile and a wave. Levi gives Pixis a nod before his eyes scan the crowd for his six friends. His eyes settle on a group at the end of the counter, all piss drunk except for the girl who is designated to be the driver tonight: Hanji Zoe.

They're all sitting on stools (some trying to sit on the chairs, rather). Hanji's gathering Eren, Jean, Connie, Reiner, Sasha, and [Name] as they all whoop and yell slurs to each other. Levi's eyebrow cocks up as he sees [Name] drunker than he's ever seen her before. Obviously, she's the most wasted out of the group and her actions are sluggish and brash as she slams her fist down on the counter.

"P-Pixis!" she slurred, her effort in trying to keep her head up overbearing as she bobs her head in a circle. "Hit me with - with another one!"

Pixis chuckles. "I think you've had enough, my dear," he shouts.

"Bullshit!" she cries, slamming her fist on the counter once again. "What do you think I am, a child?!" she shrieks loudly.

"Jesus Christ, what did she drink and how much has she had?" Levi mutters, sliding into the stool in front of Pixis and beside Hanji.

"Levi!" Hanji's face lights up instantly. "Thank God! I can't spend another moment in this bar with these people!"

"Beers," Pixis answers. "Lots of them."

"I can tell," Levi murmurs, watching the girl trying to stand up but ultimately fails as she falls backwards into Jean's chest.

"Jeannie-boy," she says gleefully, glancing up to see his familiar eyes. [Name] stands up, spins around, and throws herself onto the boy. Levi's eye almost twitches as her arms wrap around his neck. "Say, Jean, have you had your first kiss yet?"

And Jean is drunk but not nearly as drunk as [Name] is. He chuckles before sheepishly glancing up at Levi. "I think Levi's here to bring you home now," he says weakly, blushing at the tiny distance between their faces.

[Name] glances up and connects her gaze with Levi's, her (e/c) eyes tired yet wild with intoxication. Her lips curl up into a silly smile before she wobbles over to Levi. "Levi!" she giggles, falling into Jean's arms again as she's not balanced enough to walk over to him. Her hair, which is usually never seen with a strand out of place, is tied up into a messy high ponytail and her black skirt is uncharacteristically high up. Her black hightops are untied and Levi can see her mismatched socks peeking out. Her white Sonic Youth oversized tee is wrinkled and loose on her frame.

Levi scowls at the girl that makes his heart skip a beat oh-so-subtly and walks over to her. "[Name], you are piss fucking drunk." he remarks bluntly, earning a laugh from Jean.

"Levi," she groans, feebly draping herself on his body. [Name] reeks of a mingled scent of vodka, beer, and alcohol. Levi almost instinctively pushes her off him and back onto Jean but he's frozen into place as she winds her arms around his neck. He can feel her warm lips in the dip of his left collarbone and his heart instantly beats faster. He rather grumbles and supports the place under her knees with one arm, hoisting her up placing his other arm at the place underneath her armpits. She's not heavy to him as he carries her out of the brewery, bidding a good night to Pixis.

Levi carries her to the car, opening up the passenger door and gently placing her in the seat. He buckles her up and like a child she rubs her eyes drowsily. Levi has nothing to worry about when he contemplates if she'll puke enough, knowing his best friend's drunk tendencies by heart. But he thinks over the situation once again when he concludes that she's usually not this drunk. Nevertheless he walks over to the driver side and opens the door, climbing in and turning the car on.

He starts driving as [Name] mumbles whispered nothings under her breath as she holds her head in her hands. Then out of nowhere she mumbles his name quietly.

"What is it?" he asks, taking his eyes off the lit roads to glance at the girl for a moment. His eyes flicker back up to the road after just a second.

"Do you love me?"

The question nearly makes Levi step on the brakes with all his might. It's not what he was expecting - he was actually expecting some kind of dumb question about the universe and the meaning of life like the ones she always asks when she's not sober. His gaze flickers to her again and she's staring out ahead through the windshield. Yes, yes I do. I love you so much. "Yes," he says instead. "You're my best friend, [Name]."

"No," she says a little bit stronger. "I mean as in love, Levi. As in more than friends."

Fuck, he thinks, his grip tightening on the steering wheel so hard that his knuckles turn white.

"Because I love you, Levi." she says seriously, looking at him.

Levi is silent. He wasn't expecting her to do this, drunk or sober, and he certainly wasn't expecting her to love him back. "You're drunk, [Name]," he tries, telling himself that this is merely one of her out-of-mind thoughts.

"Yeah, but I'm pretty sure I love you with all my heart," she insists.

Levi doesn't answer as he pulls into the the curb in front of his home, turning the car off. He gets out of the car and closes his door, making his way around to the passenger side. Levi opens the door and hoists the girl onto his back. The girl wraps her arms around his neck and buries her face into the crook of his neck as he places his arms underneath her legs, shutting the passenger door.

He carries her into the house, slipping off his shoes then hers. He feels her soft breathing on him and she's been silent for a while. He thinks she must have fallen asleep and carries her upstairs into the guest room - the room she'll usually sleep in when she crashes at his house.

Levi walks to the side of the bed and gently peels the girl off and places her on the bed. He sits on the edge of the mattress next to her and brushes a few strands of hair away from her face. He doesn't bother to bring the blankets up, knowing that [Name] hates sleeping with them on when she's drunk. Her eyes are shut and she has a calm expression on her face as she sleeps. Levi can't help but to linger as he stares at [Name]'s beautiful features.

He tries to quietly lift himself off the mattress and he's turning around to walk out when he feels a grip on the hem of his jacket. He turns around to see her outstretched arm holding onto him and he traces himself back to the edge of the bed. He sits down once again, watching her bring herself to a sitting position.

She then stares into his eyes with a serious look, her forehead slightly creased from how intoxicated she is right now. He finds himself almost not being able to breathe as he stares into her (e/c) eyes with his own dark ones. She whispers, "I'll ask again,"

"Do you love me?"

He can't lie to her; especially right now. Levi's breath is sharp and ragged as she brings himself closer to him. Closer, closer, closer, until their foreheads are touching. He can feel and smell her warm breath on him that almost smells sweet with alcohol.

"Yes," he whispers, watching her close the gaps between their lips.
taken off of my quotev account, @/aobajousai, and my first deviation on this account! i decided to rejoin dA after not being in, like, two years and because shoujodere // reika-senpai inspired me to! most of my deviations are going to be taken off of my quotev account until i build up a decent amount of writing on this account. 

as always, constructive criticism and love is welcomed in the comments below and i hope you guys like it!
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Nice story! Btw, the song in German, est needs to be ist. Est is French.