Levi X Reader My Next Door Neighbor Chapter 11

The Date


I stayed up most of the night starring at my ceiling and pondering what last night meant. Did he like me? Did I like him? I never thought of Levi that way, most likely because he didn’t seemed interested in human beings, much less me. To be honest I actually taught that he might be gay with his whole obsession with Eren and everything, but I guess not.

     I had moved back into my old apartment again. It felt nice to be reunited with my bed and books again. I decided to stay indoors to avoid bumping into Levi, because I didn’t know what to say to him. I realized that I would have to meet him eventually today for dinner, but right now I needed time to think. I tried reading to distract myself from him but it didn’t work. He kept popping into my head, making me lose focus on the storyline of the book. Eventually I found myself having imaginary conversations with him about possible conversational topics we could be having, some of them didn’t even make sense they just made me seem cool.  I don’t know why I’m overthinking this, it’s just Levi. Emotionless terrifying Levi. I didn’t know how I was going to make through to night.
I couldn’t decide one anything wear, I finally decided to give up. It’s Levi, it probably doesn’t mean anything, and he probably kissed me to just to mess with my freakin brain. I decided to wear one of my decent blue shirts with black shorts. I thought about dressing up in a dress but I didn’t want to be conditioning myself to satisfy him for what could possibly not be a date and plus, I didn’t like dresses.

It was time to go, by time I came down Levi was already waiting outside my apartment building. My heart started beating rapidly as I saw his face turn towards me.

“Your late,” he said

I looked down on my watch it was 6:33 pm, it was still the same punctual Levi. The kiss hadn’t changed him, so I decided to not let it change me and pretend I was eating dinner with the same old nimrod.

“Calm your hormones; I’m only late by three minutes,”

“Come one, let’s get going otherwise will be late for dinner reservations,” he replied

Dinner reservations? I started to regret my dress choice after looking at him, I wore shorts and t-shirt and he was wearing a formal white shirt with a black tie. He had his shirt tucked in his black pants with a black belt wrapped around his waist.

We started walking along the street in awkward silence when he finally asked,

“You couldn’t have chosen something better to wear tonight,”

“Well you didn’t make it clear what the dress code for tonight would be,” I snarled

“Do you always go on dates dress like a slob,” he questioned

“So this is a date then? I was extremely confused by our relationship status, but thank you for clarifying” I answered.

“I thought you made it obviously when you kissed me?” he asked
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“Hold up,” I said as I stopped in front of him, “I kissed you for the purpose of winning a bet, not because I have “feelings” for you, at least I don’t think I have feelings for you. Oh and by the way next time when you kiss a girl try not to bang her head against a tree because it hurts,”

“I’ll make sure to remember that,” he said sarcastically as he continued walking on, “Oh and next time if you’re going to kiss a guy, kiss better,”

I smiled and answered, “I’ll make sure to remember that, butt face,”

“Butt face, really can’t think of a better insult,” he said as he placed his hand in his pants pockets.

“I think it’s a great insult which defines you extremely well, you have a face which is one like a butt,”

     We were early for our reservations, obviously and I felt kind of a like idiot being the only one dressed in a shirt and shorts. I started to become less and less nervous of as the date went on. He made fun of me calling me a sloppy eater because I like to mix my food together while he kept everything separated like a weirdo. I don’t remember everything we talked about that night but it was mostly the usually stuff, work, people and each other. I tried asking him again about his personal life but he wouldn’t budge so I decided to not interfere.

He decided to walk me home like a gentleman, which was nice. Thankfully he didn’t want to hold hands because I didn’t like hand holding. I feel like when people hold hands they are kind of publicizing their relationship to the world which is something I didn’t want to do. When we reached my building and I turned around to face him,

“Thanks for dinner, it was actually nice,” I said trying to blush

“You realize this is the part where you kiss me as payment for dinner,” he said

“Way to ruin a moment, first of all the kiss is supposed to come naturally, asking for it ruins the moment and second of all I won that dinner fair and square, loser” I replied as walked up the stairs leading to the building’s entrance. Levi followed me up one step behind me. I turned around to say bye, but then he push me against the door of the building with his hand behind my hand.

“I listened to you, didn’t bang your head against anything. Now it’s your turn.” Levi said looking into my eyes. I could feel goose bumps forming all across my hand and legs.

I leaned in and kissed him softly. I tried harder this time but I did what to make my effort noticeable to him.  I let my hand slide down from his face to chest. My fingers wrapped around his black tie as he moved his hands from my face and tangled his fingers my hair. I leaned back and looked at him.

“Better,” he said.

“Oh thank you my Lord, it is an honour to satisfy you every desire,” I said as I moved my arms up and down as if I was praising him.

He walked down the outside staircase and said,

“Good night idiot.”

“Good night buttface.” I replied as turned to opened the door to the building smiling.