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He could see your body pressed to the door, your knees wobbled as he took a small breath and stepped closer, making your breath hitch in your throat. He almost smirked because of how innocent you were. But that would've ruined what he was trying to do here, so he didn't.

"You're aware I'm completely capable and given the authorization of helping students that need something, right, Miss (L/N)?"

His voice rang through the room, words cutting the air like knives and making you gulp as your eyes browsed his face quickly. It wasn't like it showed you anything, though.

"I know, Mr. Ackerman, but I don't..." You took a small breath and he discreetly smirked at the pause. "I don't need your help with anything. I'm just a little tired lately, it's a normal thing not to pay enough attention throughout lectures when you don't get enough sleep."

"Why are you distracted then? During the lectures which you have slept nicely before I mean. I'm sure you weren't distracted just to make me annoyed."

"Am I making you annoyed by not paying attention? Isn't that a choice I make?"

Here it was, your usual fighting nature. You were always nice, stubborn and to top it off you knew what to say and when to say it.

"It is your choice, indeed. Just like the choice you made three years ago when you picked my class. The first two out of three years you were the most perfect student ever. I want to know what happened to you this year, so I can try and make it better if I am able to. Surprisingly enough, in the rest of your classes you're as perfect as you were in mine. It looks like the problem is somewhere here - maybe my way of teaching? What's been distracting you, Miss (L/N)?"

He didn't go close enough as to make you uncomfortable or unable to avoid looking him in the eye, but he knew the thing he was doing to you was called torture. Slow, perfectly-planned torture. Although he already knew the answers to all of his questions, he wanted to hear you say them.

"... distraction." You mumbled under your breath, making his raise an eyebrow.

Your eyes met his for a second before he turned away from you to glance at the clock on the wall behind his back. You used that short moment to clear your thoughts even though you were more than sure he was doing all of this on purpose.

You sighed.

"Mr. Ackerman, I have no problem with you. Not at all. Not your classes, not the topics, not the teaching, not the assignments, nothing. The problem, you see, is you."

His eyebrows raised shortly and his face froze in a surprised scowl. He was actually amazed by your level of honesty - as previously mentioned he knew the answer to the question he was asking, but he never expected you to break that easily.

He wondered why you did.

"Why am I a problem for your focus, Miss (L/N)?"

In that moment he truly wished to corner you - both metaphorically and literally. So he stepped closer. In a second, his hands were on both sides of your face as his face neared yours. He could see fear and hesitation flood your bright orbs as his head tilted to the side in a questioning manner - he waited for the answer to his question patiently.

Now this was a thing he found amusing to the core.

Waiting for you to pick out the right words from the bunch and put them together in a sentence that regarded his question precisely as to avoid another one was a thing he was going to enjoy witnessing the process of. He could see the gears in your mind push against each other, putting the wrong words in the trashcan of your vocabulary and storing the right ones at the tip of your tongue. The filter between your brain and mouth was worn-out from the tension, just waiting for the words to slip right past its weak defences.

Your lips parted and his eyes directed themselves to them, but the only thing you did was to coat them with saliva and continue the long process of building the correct sentence. Maybe he should help you a little more. He could see your brain overworking itself while searching for the proper excuse after all.

"Maybe it's because of your... crush on me? Correct?"

You were left speechless at his question. Although the bullseye was hit, you didn't dare budge nor object.

"But, worry not, Miss (L/N). As far as my personal knowledge reaches, I have acknowledged your fleeting emotions along with the fact that I have reciprocated them long ago and most probably possessed them longer than you have."

He clearly saw your eyes widen as your lips parted in shock.

He wanted to hear the sweet stutters that would escape your lips, but he was impatient and so, instead of waiting he took things into his own hands. His lips collided with yours, making you yelp inside of his mouth. The chuckle that followed on his side made your whole being vibrate in synchron with it. His right and left hand placed themselves on your waist and neck respectively as he pulled you closer to him.

He tried to get you to open your mouth and submit to him, but in the middle of the process your hands vigorously pushed against his chest and another yelp of yours was muffled by his lips. His mouth parted from yours and you took a deep breath before giving him a glare.

"CUT! CUT GODDAMNIT!" You screamed at the top of your lungs, making his eyes narrow.

"Cut!"

Mike's announcal was heard through the whole set and Levi finally let go of you, Mikasa lowered the lights and Eren pulled the camera back from the close-up with a sigh and a shake of his head. The brunette's teal orbs met Mikasa's grey ones when she gave him a desperate look. They both knew what followed.

"Where's my double? Isn't she supposed to do this scene?" You asked angrily.

Levi blinked a few times as you stormed away from his embrace and sought the solace of your stunt double, used specifically when a particular set of skill was required in a scene. And the raven was far more than sure that making-out was a skill you'd get a master degree for, had it been an actual class in uni.

The raven smirked to himself as Mike tried to explain the fact that Maria was to be used only when you had to jump off a building or play the piano or anything besides kissing really and saying your lines.

"But I can't just let him make-out with me!" You protested heatedly in the producer's face.

"It's not the best thing in the world for me either, y'know." Levi snorted and walked towards you and Mike with his hands crossed in front of your chest.

Eren gave Mike a small glance to which Mike responded with an immediate nod. The brunette had left the camera running for a reason and now he was receiving a direct command to use that to his advantage. As you glared at Levi and his calm frown, Eren used the moment to turn around the heavy camera and bring it a bit closer to your argument. He had a direct frame of your face over Levi's shoulder and he could see across from him Jean had a clear frame of Levi's face over your shoulder. The two males that usually argued all the time, now nodded at each other and placed the cameras perfectly so that each of the actors' faces was in the frame. as they spoke.

You snorted at Levi.

"Well, Ackerman, I'll have you know that I have a boyfriend. Scenes like these are sure to ruin my relationship."

"And I'll have you know, (L/N), that your personal affairs don't matter here. This is set, it's not actual cheating." The raven countered with a straight face as you rolled your eyes.

"You were getting a lot into character back there, though." You gestured lightly towards the place behind your backs where the scene was being shot at and he snorted at you.

"Only because you were going out of one. This particular role doesn't seem to be a good fit for you. Maybe we should let Ral play it after all."

"Don't bring her up just because you know of our rivalry. Ever since you learned of that shit you try to give her all and every chance to win." You placed your hands on your hips and glared at him as he shrugged nonchalantly.

"I just express basic opinion."

"Yeah, like how you express emotions. Oops, a mistake - you don't." You placed a hand in front of your mouth in fake shock while correcting your purposefully made 'mistake'. Levi snorted at your weak attepmt of trying to insult him.

"Probably your boyfriend does since you seem to make it clear you have one from the beginning of your career whenever a scene like this is shot with me." He shot back and you sneered at him.

"Yes, I do have one and he is so much more sophisticated than you, his mouth isn't full of trash and he's the sweetest thing on this Earth. Also he's way more attractive than you." You added in the end and even though it was out of Eren's line of vision, Jean could clearly see from his own position how the raven haired male's expression twisted in a smug look, mocking your last statement.

Quite frankly, actor and singer Levi Ackerman was voted the #1 Wanted Bachelor of the year for five years in a row and he was always at the top of music charts in magazines and the internet, so with such a face and body being told that there is somebody way more attractive than you was just a joke and you'd certainly decide to ridicule it, which was exactly what Levi did.

"How come I haven't seen him?" He asked mockingly, making you huff and cross your arms in front of your chest. You turned your head to the side with a stubborn frown.

"Well, maybe I don't want you to corrup him with your shitty attitude!" You huffed out and he rolled his eyes with a small smirk. He went a step closer to you, but you never noticed in your annoyance.

"Fine then. Go along with your imaginary boyfriend after we complete the make-out scene." He was about one-third a foot away from you when you realised how close he actually was. His hands grasped your shoulders and he pressed himself closer to your body before you could react adequately and step back.

"Let go! I have a boyfriend and he's fucking real! Ackerman, kiss me and I'll kick you in the nuts!" You exclaimed while your hands slapped or punched his chest, but since your bodies were closer than needed, you had no space to give your punches actual power and they all ended up in vain against his body.

He just smirked and brought his face closer to yours, making you glare at him as if saying: 'I'll fucking bite your nose off if you come any closer.'

"Don't make fun of me now, (L/N), it's like, what? Five minutes of tongue and sloppy noises, don't you do that with your boyfriend all the time?" The smugness in his voice was way more than what you could handle and you wondered for a moment if somebody had spiked his drink during breaks for him to act that way.

You could've easily submitted to his attractive smirk and seductive although mocking voice, but you tried not to. When his lips were about to touch yours, you put a hand between your faces, but that didn't discourage him as much as you hoped it would.

"Stop it now!" You exclaimed as his hand settled on your neck and he tried to kiss you. He missed and instead planted his lips at the corner of your mouth, making your eyes widen in alarm. "Ackerman!"

The high-pitched squeal of the raven haired actor's surname was the last thing that left your mouth before it was muffled by his lips. The raven was clearly smirking during the exchange of fake, not to add forced, affection, but you tried to suck it up and go along for a bit because after all, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

You had to admit, the man that was currently kissing you was extremely hot, he was attractive as hell, he was a brilliant actor, his singing was great, he was handsome, he could clean, dance, cook, even sew and to top it off he was not only intelligent as fuck, but funny as hell. No shit he was the #1 Wanted Bachelor for five years in a row, every girl living on this earth could say that he was a good catch, no - a brilliant catch.

If it wasn't for his foul mouth and his occassional grumpy attitude or his constant frown he would've been by now deemed a fucking god from above by the society you lived in.

And with his lips on top of yours right now, his tongue sneaking inside of your mouth and his teeth lighly nibbling at your bottom lip, you tried not to faint because damn, you were living the dream of every preteen and teenage girl in this country.

And during your whole exchange of words - and currently saliva, Eren was filming and chuckling to himself along with Jean.

"You filming it all?" Mike asked suddenly and Jean gave him thumbs-up while the teal-eyed brunette by his side nodded.

"Fuck yeah, it's all on camera. I have some close-ups, too." He confirmed, making the dirty blond nod in satisfaction. His eyes were set of the passionate kiss a few feet away from him and he snorted in determination.

"Perfect. Make sure it leaks after a month or something. Jean help him with the camera." Mike ordered, making the two men look at each other, glare and then sigh in defeat.

This was for the cause and they had to work together to achieve it. Jean closed up on Eren and pushed the camera forward, making sure neither you or Levi noticed it. However, all people present at the scene could tell neither really cared about anything besides each other at the current moment.

"Sure thing, boss. Mikasa give me a hand with the lighting." Eren said and the raven haired girl nodded at him as he helped Jean with the camera.

"Right away, Eren." She made her way round the decors of the film and made sure she was out of frame and unnoticed as she illuminated the actors that were currently engaging in some heavy PDA in front of their crew members.

"Are you getting the lips?" Mike asked as he sat on his chair and watched the scene unfold.

"Even the damn tongue, boss." Eren stated confidently as he adjusted the camera once again and Mike could only glide his hand over his stubble in content while rolling his fingertips on the rim of the cup of coffee by his side. This was going to be a fun filming process he could tell.

"Good." He hummed.

...

You sat at the staircase, a cup of steaming coffee in hand and a cup of black tea in the other. A (f/c) scarf was wrapped round your neck as your boots dug in the snow two steps bellow the one you had seated yourself at. You glanced briefly behind yourself at the big doors of the building when you saw a person exit and near you. You snorted while handing him the cup.

"You think they suspect anything?" You asked while taking a sip from your own drink as the male sat down next to you on the stairs and stared ahead at the snow on the ground.

"Fuck no, those idiots fall for every stunt of ours." He huffed lightly before pressing his thin lips to the rim of the cup you'd given him. You gave a small smirk as your eyes met his.

"Good play back there, Ackerman." You praised and he gave you a small snort in return. When he turned to face you fully however, you saw his grey eyes flicker with warmness.

"Same for you, (L/N)." He returned the gesture of praise and you both continued drinking your beverages while staring at the snowy surroundings of the city.

A smile lit up your face all of a sudden as you thought of your brilliant acting. Then a small thought popped in your head. You concluded you'd share it with him since you rarely told it nowadays.

"Hey." You said to gain his attention and it worked when he turned to face you with a hum and a questioning quirk of his eyebrow.

"What?" He asked and your eyes for a second fell on his raven hair and the small snowflakes intertwined with his bangs before returning to his narrow eyes.

"I love you." You stated softly with a grin while holding your coffee with both hands, hoping for some warmth from it.

Levi stared at your (e/c) eyes for a moment before his orbs fled to the ground and then slowly moved to the cup in his own hold. A slender hand of his detached from the warm carton cup and gently placed itself on your cheek instead. He closed the distance between your faces with a quick peck on your lips and then looked into your eyes as his thumb rolled over the reddened cold skin of your cheek.

For a second before he opened his mouth to speak you saw a small crooked smile cling to his lips. You had the best boyfriend in the world, was your only conclusion as his reply was finally voiced out.

"I love you, too."

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He could see your body pressed to the door, your knees wobbled as he took a small breath and stepped closer, making your breath hitch in your throat. He almost smirked because of how innocent you were. But that would've ruined what he was trying to do here, so he didn't.

"You're aware I'm completely capable and given the authorization of helping students that need something, right, Miss (L/N)?"

His voice rang through the room, words cutting the air like knives and making you gulp as your eyes browsed his face quickly. It wasn't like it showed you anything, though.

"I know, Mr. Ackerman, but I don't..." You took a small breath and he discreetly smirked at the pause. "I don't need your help with anything. I'm just a little tired lately, it's a normal thing not to pay enough attention throughout lectures when you don't get enough sleep."

"Why are you distracted then? During the lectures which you have slept nicely before I mean. I'm sure you weren't distracted just to make me annoyed."

"Am I making you annoyed by not paying attention? Isn't that a choice I make?"

Here it was, your usual fighting nature. You were always nice, stubborn and to top it off you knew what to say and when to say it.

"It is your choice, indeed. Just like the choice you made three years ago when you picked my class. The first two out of three years you were the most perfect student ever. I want to know what happened to you this year, so I can try and make it better if I am able to. Surprisingly enough, in the rest of your classes you're as perfect as you were in mine. It looks like the problem is somewhere here - maybe my way of teaching? What's been distracting you, Miss (L/N)?"

He didn't go close enough as to make you uncomfortable or unable to avoid looking him in the eye, but he knew the thing he was doing to you was called torture. Slow, perfectly-planned torture. Although he already knew the answers to all of his questions, he wanted to hear you say them.

"... distraction." You mumbled under your breath, making his raise an eyebrow.

Your eyes met his for a second before he turned away from you to glance at the clock on the wall behind his back. You used that short moment to clear your thoughts even though you were more than sure he was doing all of this on purpose.

You sighed.

"Mr. Ackerman, I have no problem with you. Not at all. Not your classes, not the topics, not the teaching, not the assignments, nothing. The problem, you see, is you."

His eyebrows raised shortly and his face froze in a surprised scowl. He was actually amazed by your level of honesty - as previously mentioned he knew the answer to the question he was asking, but he never expected you to break that easily.

He wondered why you did.

"Why am I a problem for your focus, Miss (L/N)?"

In that moment he truly wished to corner you - both metaphorically and literally. So he stepped closer. In a second, his hands were on both sides of your face as his face neared yours. He could see fear and hesitation flood your bright orbs as his head tilted to the side in a questioning manner - he waited for the answer to his question patiently.

Now this was a thing he found amusing to the core.

Waiting for you to pick out the right words from the bunch and put them together in a sentence that regarded his question precisely as to avoid another one was a thing he was going to enjoy witnessing the process of. He could see the gears in your mind push against each other, putting the wrong words in the trashcan of your vocabulary and storing the right ones at the tip of your tongue. The filter between your brain and mouth was worn-out from the tension, just waiting for the words to slip right past its weak defences.

Your lips parted and his eyes directed themselves to them, but the only thing you did was to coat them with saliva and continue the long process of building the correct sentence. Maybe he should help you a little more. He could see your brain overworking itself while searching for the proper excuse after all.

"Maybe it's because of your... crush on me? Correct?"

You were left speechless at his question. Although the bullseye was hit, you didn't dare budge nor object.

"But, worry not, Miss (L/N). As far as my personal knowledge reaches, I have acknowledged your fleeting emotions along with the fact that I have reciprocated them long ago and most probably possessed them longer than you have."

He clearly saw your eyes widen as your lips parted in shock.

He wanted to hear the sweet stutters that would escape your lips, but he was impatient and so, instead of waiting he took things into his own hands. His lips collided with yours, making you yelp inside of his mouth. The chuckle that followed on his side made your whole being vibrate in synchron with it. His right and left hand placed themselves on your waist and neck respectively as he pulled you closer to him.

He tried to get you to open your mouth and submit to him, but in the middle of the process your hands vigorously pushed against his chest and another yelp of yours was muffled by his lips. His mouth parted from yours and you took a deep breath before giving him a glare.

"CUT! CUT GODDAMNIT!" You screamed at the top of your lungs, making his eyes narrow.

"Cut!"

Mike's announcal was heard through the whole set and Levi finally let go of you, Mikasa lowered the lights and Eren pulled the camera back from the close-up with a sigh and a shake of his head. The brunette's teal orbs met Mikasa's grey ones when she gave him a desperate look. They both knew what followed.

"Where's my double? Isn't she supposed to do this scene?" You asked angrily.

Levi blinked a few times as you stormed away from his embrace and sought the solace of your stunt double, used specifically when a particular set of skill was required in a scene. And the raven was far more than sure that making-out was a skill you'd get a master degree for, had it been an actual class in uni.

The raven smirked to himself as Mike tried to explain the fact that Maria was to be used only when you had to jump off a building or play the piano or anything besides kissing really and saying your lines.

"But I can't just let him make-out with me!" You protested heatedly in the producer's face.

"It's not the best thing in the world for me either, y'know." Levi snorted and walked towards you and Mike with his hands crossed in front of your chest.

Eren gave Mike a small glance to which Mike responded with an immediate nod. The brunette had left the camera running for a reason and now he was receiving a direct command to use that to his advantage. As you glared at Levi and his calm frown, Eren used the moment to turn around the heavy camera and bring it a bit closer to your argument. He had a direct frame of your face over Levi's shoulder and he could see across from him Jean had a clear frame of Levi's face over your shoulder. The two males that usually argued all the time, now nodded at each other and placed the cameras perfectly so that each of the actors' faces was in the frame. as they spoke.

You snorted at Levi.

"Well, Ackerman, I'll have you know that I have a boyfriend. Scenes like these are sure to ruin my relationship."

"And I'll have you know, (L/N), that your personal affairs don't matter here. This is set, it's not actual cheating." The raven countered with a straight face as you rolled your eyes.

"You were getting a lot into character back there, though." You gestured lightly towards the place behind your backs where the scene was being shot at and he snorted at you.

"Only because you were going out of one. This particular role doesn't seem to be a good fit for you. Maybe we should let Ral play it after all."

"Don't bring her up just because you know of our rivalry. Ever since you learned of that shit you try to give her all and every chance to win." You placed your hands on your hips and glared at him as he shrugged nonchalantly.

"I just express basic opinion."

"Yeah, like how you express emotions. Oops, a mistake - you don't." You placed a hand in front of your mouth in fake shock while correcting your purposefully made 'mistake'. Levi snorted at your weak attepmt of trying to insult him.

"Probably your boyfriend does since you seem to make it clear you have one from the beginning of your career whenever a scene like this is shot with me." He shot back and you sneered at him.

"Yes, I do have one and he is so much more sophisticated than you, his mouth isn't full of trash and he's the sweetest thing on this Earth. Also he's way more attractive than you." You added in the end and even though it was out of Eren's line of vision, Jean could clearly see from his own position how the raven haired male's expression twisted in a smug look, mocking your last statement.

Quite frankly, actor and singer Levi Ackerman was voted the #1 Wanted Bachelor of the year for five years in a row and he was always at the top of music charts in magazines and the internet, so with such a face and body being told that there is somebody way more attractive than you was just a joke and you'd certainly decide to ridicule it, which was exactly what Levi did.

"How come I haven't seen him?" He asked mockingly, making you huff and cross your arms in front of your chest. You turned your head to the side with a stubborn frown.

"Well, maybe I don't want you to corrup him with your shitty attitude!" You huffed out and he rolled his eyes with a small smirk. He went a step closer to you, but you never noticed in your annoyance.

"Fine then. Go along with your imaginary boyfriend after we complete the make-out scene." He was about one-third a foot away from you when you realised how close he actually was. His hands grasped your shoulders and he pressed himself closer to your body before you could react adequately and step back.

"Let go! I have a boyfriend and he's fucking real! Ackerman, kiss me and I'll kick you in the nuts!" You exclaimed while your hands slapped or punched his chest, but since your bodies were closer than needed, you had no space to give your punches actual power and they all ended up in vain against his body.

He just smirked and brought his face closer to yours, making you glare at him as if saying: 'I'll fucking bite your nose off if you come any closer.'

"Don't make fun of me now, (L/N), it's like, what? Five minutes of tongue and sloppy noises, don't you do that with your boyfriend all the time?" The smugness in his voice was way more than what you could handle and you wondered for a moment if somebody had spiked his drink during breaks for him to act that way.

You could've easily submitted to his attractive smirk and seductive although mocking voice, but you tried not to. When his lips were about to touch yours, you put a hand between your faces, but that didn't discourage him as much as you hoped it would.

"Stop it now!" You exclaimed as his hand settled on your neck and he tried to kiss you. He missed and instead planted his lips at the corner of your mouth, making your eyes widen in alarm. "Ackerman!"

The high-pitched squeal of the raven haired actor's surname was the last thing that left your mouth before it was muffled by his lips. The raven was clearly smirking during the exchange of fake, not to add forced, affection, but you tried to suck it up and go along for a bit because after all, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

You had to admit, the man that was currently kissing you was extremely hot, he was attractive as hell, he was a brilliant actor, his singing was great, he was handsome, he could clean, dance, cook, even sew and to top it off he was not only intelligent as fuck, but funny as hell. No shit he was the #1 Wanted Bachelor for five years in a row, every girl living on this earth could say that he was a good catch, no - a brilliant catch.

If it wasn't for his foul mouth and his occassional grumpy attitude or his constant frown he would've been by now deemed a fucking god from above by the society you lived in.

And with his lips on top of yours right now, his tongue sneaking inside of your mouth and his teeth lighly nibbling at your bottom lip, you tried not to faint because damn, you were living the dream of every preteen and teenage girl in this country.

And during your whole exchange of words - and currently saliva, Eren was filming and chuckling to himself along with Jean.

"You filming it all?" Mike asked suddenly and Jean gave him thumbs-up while the teal-eyed brunette by his side nodded.

"Fuck yeah, it's all on camera. I have some close-ups, too." He confirmed, making the dirty blond nod in satisfaction. His eyes were set of the passionate kiss a few feet away from him and he snorted in determination.

"Perfect. Make sure it leaks after a month or something. Jean help him with the camera." Mike ordered, making the two men look at each other, glare and then sigh in defeat.

This was for the cause and they had to work together to achieve it. Jean closed up on Eren and pushed the camera forward, making sure neither you or Levi noticed it. However, all people present at the scene could tell neither really cared about anything besides each other at the current moment.

"Sure thing, boss. Mikasa give me a hand with the lighting." Eren said and the raven haired girl nodded at him as he helped Jean with the camera.

"Right away, Eren." She made her way round the decors of the film and made sure she was out of frame and unnoticed as she illuminated the actors that were currently engaging in some heavy PDA in front of their crew members.

"Are you getting the lips?" Mike asked as he sat on his chair and watched the scene unfold.

"Even the damn tongue, boss." Eren stated confidently as he adjusted the camera once again and Mike could only glide his hand over his stubble in content while rolling his fingertips on the rim of the cup of coffee by his side. This was going to be a fun filming process he could tell.

"Good." He hummed.

...

You sat at the staircase, a cup of steaming coffee in hand and a cup of black tea in the other. A (f/c) scarf was wrapped round your neck as your boots dug in the snow two steps bellow the one you had seated yourself at. You glanced briefly behind yourself at the big doors of the building when you saw a person exit and near you. You snorted while handing him the cup.

"You think they suspect anything?" You asked while taking a sip from your own drink as the male sat down next to you on the stairs and stared ahead at the snow on the ground.

"Fuck no, those idiots fall for every stunt of ours." He huffed lightly before pressing his thin lips to the rim of the cup you'd given him. You gave a small smirk as your eyes met his.

"Good play back there, Ackerman." You praised and he gave you a small snort in return. When he turned to face you fully however, you saw his grey eyes flicker with warmness.

"Same for you, (L/N)." He returned the gesture of praise and you both continued drinking your beverages while staring at the snowy surroundings of the city.

A smile lit up your face all of a sudden as you thought of your brilliant acting. Then a small thought popped in your head. You concluded you'd share it with him since you rarely told it nowadays.

"Hey." You said to gain his attention and it worked when he turned to face you with a hum and a questioning quirk of his eyebrow.

"What?" He asked and your eyes for a second fell on his raven hair and the small snowflakes intertwined with his bangs before returning to his narrow eyes.

"I love you." You stated softly with a grin while holding your coffee with both hands, hoping for some warmth from it.

Levi stared at your (e/c) eyes for a moment before his orbs fled to the ground and then slowly moved to the cup in his own hold. A slender hand of his detached from the warm carton cup and gently placed itself on your cheek instead. He closed the distance between your faces with a quick peck on your lips and then looked into your eyes as his thumb rolled over the reddened cold skin of your cheek.

For a second before he opened his mouth to speak you saw a small crooked smile cling to his lips. You had the best boyfriend in the world, was your only conclusion as his reply was finally voiced out.

"I love you, too."