⥠â fluff spring by @flufftober !
pairing: levi ackerman x reader
tags: modern au / teasings / established relationship / cozy moments / romance / heartwarming / sfw / 564 w.
summary: you and levi start a quiet spring ritual of secret notes â playful teases, small confessions, and subtle observations. each folded message draws you closer, turning fleeting moments into a private, growing bond. spring blooms not just outside but in the small, shared exchanges between you
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the week after your first spring outing passed quietly, almost lazily. the city bloomed around you, and every time you thought of levi, your grumpy, your chest fluttered a little.
it started with a folded note slipped into your bag one morning. tucked beneath a notebook, you almost didnât notice it.
âyou looked ridiculous with that sun hat. adorable, but ridiculous.â
a laugh slipped out before you could stop it. levi wasnât there, of course, but you could almost hear the clipped âridiculousâ in his voice. the memory of the park and his watchful eyes made your cheeks warm.
the next day, you had a reply ready. in a tiny envelope, left where heâd notice, on his jacket pocket at the squad room, you wrote:
âi am adorable, and you know it. youâre just jealous.â
levi didnât comment, but the faint twitch of his lips when he read it made your heart skip.
notes tucked in lunch boxes, folded into books, slipped beneath coffee cups. small, fleeting, deliberate. every word a tease, a confession, a tiny observation. sometimes serious, sometimes ridiculous. always meant for the otherâs eyes only.
one evening, another note appeared under your keyboard. carefully, you unfolded it:
âstop staring at your reflection so much. itâs distracting. but⊠donât stop entirely.â
your chest warmed again. levi had been watching. not just at the fair, or the park, but quietly noticing the little things. now he was saying it on paper.
you wrote back in tiny handwriting:
âiâll try⊠if you promise to stop being so distracting yourself.â
it was left under his coffee mug the next morning. later, you caught him glancing at it, muttering: âridiculousâŠâ but his eyes lingered longer than needed.
over the days, notes became a language all your own.
âgrumpy, you always smell like tea and early spring air. itâs unfair.â
âstop hiding under that jacket. youâre secretly soft. everyone can see it.â
âi might just be stealing your hoodie next time. donât try to stop me.â
each one carried a tiny thrill. each one made the distance shrink, even when levi pretended it didnât affect him.
one afternoon, while waiting in the squad room, you noticed a folded note sticking out of his notebook. carefully, you pulled it out:
âi think⊠i like that you notice the little things. donât stop noticing me either.â
your heart stopped. levi, your grumpy, was saying what he rarely said aloud. but here it was, on paper, safe and quiet. you smiled, pressing it to your chest, knowing youâd respond soon, carefully, playfully.
these secret notes became your spring ritual. small confessions. teasing observations. tiny ways of saying: i see you. i care.
for the first time, you realized spring wasnât just warmth or blooms. it was the subtle, quiet ways two people could let each other in.
every note was a step closer. every fold, a bridge. slowly, without noticing, your world and his orbited around those exchanges.
by the time you left your next note, folded neatly, written carefully, you felt a thrill. you couldnât wait for him to find it. levi always did.
spring wasnât just outside anymore. it was in the quiet smile that spread across his face when he read your words, the faint warmth when his eyes met yours, the soft, unspoken bond that grew stronger with every secret note shared.
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