#day4

Levi is almost out the door when he realizes you’re staring.

You sit on the couch, watching him without meaning to stare, your eyes tracing him and his suit. You notice how clean his clothing is. You aren’t surprised considering how he is. He smooths down a creased spot that no one else but him would even notice.

It’s not forever. It’s not even that long. Just a work dinner. It’s necessary. Still. Your fingers grip the edge of the couch just slightly. You tell yourself to not be dramatic, and that it’s only—probably—until midnight. You were hoping you would get to spend the night with him, staying in watching movies, since it had been a while, but of course, the universe had to intervene.

Levi reaches for his jacket and slips it on, and that’s when your gaze lingers a second too long. Just enough for him to sense it. He pauses, eyes flicking toward you, catching the change in your face before you can whisk it away.

“...Don’t give me that look,” he says.

“What look?” you ask, feigning innocence.

He narrows his eyes slightly. “You know what look.”

You don’t answer, because you do, and that only makes it worse. Instead, you just keep looking at him. Silently. Softly. Stay, the thought whispers.

Levi exhales through his nose, annoyance flickering across his face. You know he’s probably feeling more guilt than anything. “You’ll be fine,” he says, trying to convince himself more than you.

You nod. You’ll be fine. You know that. You’re not asking him to stay, though. You’re not saying anything at all. That’s the problem.

Another pause stretches between you before he lets out a hushed “Tch.” He shrugs off his jacket, and you watch, startled as he tosses it over the back of a chair.

“Levi?”

“Five minutes,” he says, already approaching you. “That’s it.”

Your body practically shuts down for a second. You didn’t even have to say anything. He sits close beside you, and before you can overthink it or protest, his hand is at your waist, pulling you toward him. You go easily, your arms slipping around him as your face presses lightly into his shoulder, enjoying his scent.

He breathes out, the tension in his muscles easing just a little. His chin rests on the top of your head. Neither of you speak for a moment. You just sit there, wrapped around each other, the world outside paused, held at bay for five stolen minutes.

“You’ll be late,” you say eventually, though your grip doesn’t loosen.

“I’ll tell them I had something important to do,” he says.

You pull back just enough to look at him. “You don’t have to lie to them.”

Levi’s gaze steadies on you, unwavering. “I wouldn’t be lying.” He reaches up, fingers brushing lightly against your cheek. “You are important.”

Your breath catches, warmth rushing to your face before you can stop it. You don’t trust yourself to say anything, not without giving yourself away completely, so instead you just lean back into him, arms tightening around him a little longer, holding on like you can make these five minutes last just a little longer.

Levi lets you. And when he finally does pull away, he presses a brief kiss to your temple before standing again. It feels softer than the kiss he gave you before he tried to leave for the first time—like leaving is just a little harder now.

But not as hard as it would’ve been if he hadn’t stayed at all.

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