Time skip, a few days later:
Your POV:
Things have been pretty crazy since the Stohess mission. Erwin has been summoned by the higher ups to explain what exactly the motivation behind the operation in Stohess was. Hopefully the scouts will be fully pardoned and Eren can stay with the scouts instead of being surrendered to the military police.
Finding out there was a titan in the walls is big news. When Hange found out she tried to make one of the 'wallists' talk, but he is determined to keep his mouth shut.
She ended up just bringing Pastor Nick back to HQ for now, I don't know why. He won't talk, none of those wall worshipping nut jobs will give anything away when it comes to their precious walls. I have to admit, I admire his dedication.
It's getting close to dinner time and I have to pause from what I'm doing to stretch my limbs out. Levi has been buried under paperwork, and I have offered to help him out.
"You can go, (l/n)," Levi mumbles without looking up, "You've helped me enough."
"I'll leave when you're done," I smile at him, "Never leave a solider behind!"
"Suit yourself," He replies, "But I don't want you to feel like I'm forcing you to stay here."
We have a few more moments of blissful silence when Levi speaks up again, "I never asked, how was growing up in the underground for you?"
... Huh? Levi never asks anymore personal questions about their childhood. Typically, I assume it's just because he doesn't want to get even a little bit close to anybody. Not that I would blame him, he has lost a lot of people, and the probability of someone else he may like dying is pretty high.
"Awww! Levi, you do care!" I tease him, "Are we going to talk about our feelings too? Oh! Are we going to have a sleep over?! We can have a share circle and braid each other's hair too!"
"Why do I even talk to you..." Levi wonders our loud.
"I had it better than most," I admit to him, "My mother worked in a pretty popular bar before she got sick. She was awesome, no man messed with her. She was the one who made it a habit for me to carry around a knife strapped to my thigh."
"But when she started getting sicker, things definitely got more dangerous for the both of us," I continue, "Of course my father was no help, so I had to do what I could to help protect my mother. Then I moved above ground and it has been downhill ever since." I let out a laugh when I finished, "I don't know anyone from the underground who said their lives were worse above ground."
"There are also very few people from the underground that live above the ground, and not many that would like to admit it." Levi commented.
"True," I chuckle, "How about you, Levi? How was growing up for you?"
Before he could answer, there was a knock at the door, "What?" Levi groaned. Well, that's nothing new, I'm pretty sure he is always annoyed when someone knocks on his door... Well, he's kind of always annoyed in general. That's his default setting.
"Hey shorty!" It was undeniably Hange, "Is (y/n) in there still?" She opened the door and walked in before Levi could answer.
Hange cheerfully greeted the 2 of us and brought another person in. Uh oh, it was Ellen.
"There you are!" She exclaimed when she saw me, green eyes beaming at me, "I've been looking for you! Come on, let's go!"
"Go where?" I narrow my eyes suspiciously at her, what is she up to?
"(Y/n), the party is in 2 days, have you bought a dress yet?" She crosses her arms and taps her foot impatiently.
"I have a bunch of dresses I got from working for Laurie," I shrug, "I'm sure one of those will suffice."
Ellen gasps dramatically, "(y/n)! You lived within Wall Sine for how long and you still don't understand the basic rules for women and parties?! You can never wear the same dress twice to a party!"
"I understand it, I just don't agree with it."
"Come on, (y/n)," Ellen closes the distance between us and grabs onto my arm, "Let's go, we can get dinner after!"
Ellen wasn't going to let this go, I could see it in her eyes. I might as well humour her, and now that I think about it, maybe she is right. I haven't worn any of the dresses I have from the capital more than once. Wearing pretty dresses was Peitho, not me. If I put on any of those dresses I already have, I almost feel like I'll become her again. Maybe I do need something new, something that is (y/n), not Peitho.
Sometimes we would get paid to attend events with wealthy men, they always dressed us up in gold, silver or white. We weren't allowed to choose the dress, they were chosen for us by Laurie or the man we were going with if he paid enough. It always had to be something quite revealing, it was pretty much an unspoken rule. Any scars that were visible were covered up expertly by make-up or add ons to the dress.
I sigh audibly and stand up from my seat, "Alright Ellen, I'll humour you."
"Yes! You can help me pick out mine too!" She cried happily.
"I'll see you later, Captain Levi." I salute him as I leave his office to follow Ellen into whatever dress hell she has in store for me.
Erwin's POV:
Things went better than I had anticipated. But all that matters is that the scouts are clear, I won't be thrown in jail and Eren does not have to be surrendered. I wasn't wrong, the Stohess mission, even though it wasn't a big success, it was not unsuccessful.
Humanity has already taken a couple big steps forward. Not long ago we didn't even know it was possible for humans to turn into titans, and we already have 2 of them.
The higher ups may not be after me at the moment, but that doesn't mean I can let my guard down. They'll use any excuse to lock me up if they can, especially if more information starts getting released. They will be really on edge now, I'll have to keep an eye out for (y/n) as well. I don't know how people from the underground found out about her being in Stohess, but it's definitely troubling.
Hearing from Hange about there being titans in the walls is also worrying. We don't exactly know what that means yet, but maybe she'll be able to get something out of Pastor Nick.
I finally make it out to my carriage and set off back towards HQ. Although, since I'm in Wall Sina I need to pick up some more soaps, and probably a new tie for Banning's party.
"Stop here," I call to the driver, "Wait for me please, I have to pick up a few things."
The carriage comes to a stop and I step out onto the street towards a little novelty shop, where I usually buy soaps from.
I head into the store and start looking around, "(y/n)! I found it!" I freeze when I hear a woman call out (y/n)'s name, is she really here? What is she doing here?
Sure enough, I see (y/n) pop around a corner and walk towards a woman with short blonde hair. Ah, I recognize her now, it's Dr. Thompson's ex-wife, Ellen.
"Not so loud, Ellen," (y/n) shushes her, "When you're not around your children, you're allowed to bring your voice down a few levels. And that is similar to my usual soap, but it is not the one I'm looking for, nice try though."
Ellen's green gaze settles on me when she sees me, "Ah! Commander Erwin! What are you doing here?"
(Y/n) whips around to look at me, a surprised but happy look on her face, "Erwin," She greets me with a smile, "Didn't expect to run into you here." I can't help but smile back at her, "I had to pick up a few things, what are you doing here?"
"Ellen says I need a new dress for the party coming up." She shrugged and laughed at the face Ellen gave her.
"Excuse me for not wanting you to wear a Peitho dress when you're not Peitho anymore!" Ellen retorted.
"How did your meeting go, sir?" (Y/n) asks me, ignoring Ellen.
"It went surprisingly well, though we will still have to stay on guard," I say sternly, "Also, if you're looking for a dress, why are you here? I'm fairly sure this is just a small novelty store that mainly sells soaps."
"Your observational skills are unparalleled, I need to pick up more of the lavender soap I like," She explains, "I only know it to be sold here, so I thought I would stop here. I used to come here on a periodic basis."
"Since you're familiar with this place, do you have any recommendations?" I ask her, "I have also come to purchase soap."
(Y/n) considers my questions carefully for a moment before responding, "Yeah, I think so actually."
I follow her down the narrow sections of shelves lined with many different types of soaps. She stops when she reaches the end of one of the rows, "This one," She hands me a large light-coloured bar of soap, "I've always loved the smell of this one, it's made with rosewood oil. I'm not much of a subscriber to the benefits of essential oils and their properties, but it's supposed to have a relaxing and calming effect."
It does have a nice scent, a spicy almost woodsy scent to it, with a tiny hint of some floral smell.
"Well, as long as you approve, I'll grab this one." I smile down at her as a blush creeps into her cheeks. "It's just my personal opinion, if you don't like it you don't have to get it." She replied shyly.
Another scent catches my attention though. I look to the shelf beside me to see a light purple coloured one with an all to familiar lavender scent, "This is the one you're looking for." I say confidently as I grab it and hand it to her.
"Yes!" She breathed a sigh of relief, "Of course they put it on the top shelf so I couldn't reach it." She took the soap from me and smiled thankfully up at me.
"Don't worry," I pat her on the head, "You'll grow up one day."
"Funny," (y/n) slaps my hand away, "I can kick the shit out of your shins though."
"Awww! You 2 are adorable," I hear Ellen squeal from farther down the row of shelves, "Stop flirting you 2, (y/n) we have to get to the boutique before it closes!"
"I'm coming!" (Y/n) sighs at her, "Well, see you back at base, sir." She salutes me before turning around to go and pay.
I follow behind her to pay for my own soap when I get an idea. I try to grab (y/n)'s soap from her, but it appears she knew what I was planning.
"Nice try, sir," She teases me, "But you have to be quicker than that old man! I can pay for myself, thank you!"
I smirk down at her as I lift her up and hold her against my right side, immobilizing her arms so she can't flail about, "Erwin!" (Y/n) protests, "Put me down!"
I ignore her and talk to the woman behind the counter, "This and the lavender soap she has, please."
"Ah! (Y/n)! I haven't seen you in so long! How have you been?" The woman behind the counter seems to recognize her.
"Hi Mila," (y/n) greets the woman as she tries to struggle out of my grip, "I've been well thank you, how are you? Also, I've been kidnapped and am being held against my will, can you-"
Ellen covers her mouth, "Sorry Mila, we have to go, just let Commander Erwin pay for both and we'll be out of your hair."
(Y/n) glares at both of us but stops struggling when she realizes it's useless. I pay for the soaps and we head out of the store where I finally release (y/n).
"I can pay for myself." She narrows her eyes at me. "I'm aware," I reply, "But now you're in my debt and can't refuse when I ask you for a dance at Dr. Banning's event."
Her face goes completely red, "You didn't have to do that, I would have said yes regardless." She mumbled quietly.
"I figured," I admitted, "However, it would appear your affinity for purposely annoying people has rubbed off on me."
She chuckles, "I'm a good bad influence on you."
"Alright, alright you 2," Ellen claps her hands at us, "I really need to get (y/n) to pick out a dress, so goodbye Commander Erwin."
"Of course, I'll leave you to it," Before I head back to my carriage, I grab (y/n)'s hand and give it a light kiss before departing, "I look forward to seeing it, (y/n)."
I smirk at her reaction, I do enjoy making her flustered. Without another word, I leave her speechless as I head for my carriage. Oh yes, definitely looking forward to seeing what she plans on wearing, my imagination going wild.
Your POV:
I was standing stone still, shocked at Erwin's boldness. I guess he has steadily been acting more and more bold, not holding back anymore.
"Okay," Ellen sighs loudly, snapping me out of my daze, "Explain. Now."
"We have to get to the boutique," I remind her, "Let's go."
"You can explain on the way," Ellen insists, "I don't mind."
"There isn't anything to explain," I insist, "He's a good friend at this point."
"Come on, (y/n)," She groaned, "There is no way that interaction was between 2 platonic 'good friends'."
"I'm trying to not read too much into it," I admit, "It's confusing."
"Even more confusing when you add Captain Levi in too." She replied nonchalantly.
I stopped and stared at her, "What?"
"I chatted with Hange while we were looking for you," She smile at me, "She says that he treats you differently too."
I can feel my face go red again and without saying anything else, I push passed her and hurriedly make my way to the boutique. The faster I get through this, the faster I can get away from Ellen and her nosy nature.
Ellen giggles as she follows me, but she does seem to take the hint and doesn't press anymore about Levi or Erwin. I mean, what is there to say? I have questions of my own, questions that I'm afraid to answer if I'm honest.
Admitting I have feelings for them is scary to me. It's scary enough to admit it to myself, let alone anyone else. I'm afraid to get close to them, there is a good chance they can die, and I don't know if I would be able to handle that, especially after Malcolm. I guess talking about it makes it more real, so I would very much like to not talk about it with anyone.
We reach the boutique and enter the store, there is every kind of dress you can think of from wall to wall. When we enter the store, a lady walks up and greets us, "Welcome ladies, how may I help you?!"
Her energy was so over the top and fake, I'm definitely in a boutique within Wall Sina. "Wait! I recognize you! You're Peitho!"
... Damnit, this is why I didn't want to come to a fancy dress shop here. "I loved going to see your shows! What can I help you with?"
"It's okay, we are just going to look around until something jumps out at us." Ellen waves her off in hopes she will leave us be. Thankfully, the woman took the hint and left us to it.
"So, what kind of dress do you want?" Ellen asks me as she pulls me farther into the store.
I consider her question, I haven't really given it much thought at all. But I want it to be different than what I usually wore as Peitho. The style of dress that was always chosen for me was something that would never even reach my knees. It was supposed to show off my breasts, legs and back. I didn't do many events after Laurie engraved 'slut' into my back thankfully.
"Something that goes past my knees," I reply to Ellen, "I don't want to play 'Hello Titty' with anyone so not too low cut, and I want it to be (f/c). I never got to wear that colour in a dress."
She smiles at me, "Alright, I'll keep an eye out. I'll be looking for a dress too, let me know if you want to try something on."
I nod at her and we split up to cover more ground in the store. It's pretty overwhelming if I'm honest, I've never been allowed to choose and now there is just too much... Where do I even start?
It has to have been at least half an hour at this point. Ellen has tried on a few dresses and finally settled on a red one with no sleeves that went down to her shins. She looked beautiful in it, I was happy she was able to find something that suited her so well.
I'm still wandering up and down rows and rows of dresses, when an older woman stops me, "Having trouble finding something to your liking, love?"
I look to see a pretty woman who had to be around the same age as my mother. She had long grey hair pulled up in a tight bun with kind brown eyes. "Maybe," I laugh nervously, "I guess I just feel a little overwhelmed."
She smiles at me, "I can see why, anytime I have seen you come in here, you've had a man choosing everything for you."
Ah, so she did recognize me. I didn't recognize her though, but that's not too surprising. I was always in a hurry to get in and get out when I was with a patron or Laurie. Shopping for a dress wasn't a fun ordeal, so I made very little conversation with anyone.
I smile sadly, "Yeah, I'm sort of out of practice when it comes to choosing dresses on my own."
"Come with me," She gives me a confident smile as she grabs my hand and leads me further into the store, "I have something I think would look amazing on you."
She leads me to one of the changing rooms in the back of the store, "Wait here, I'll be right back."
She is back in almost no time, she hands me a dress and ushers me into a changing room, and closes the door, "Let me see it when you're finished."
I hang the dress she gave me up on the hook on the closed door, to get a better look at it.
First thing I notice, it was (f/c), my absolute favourite colour. It had 2 pieces to it. The top half has long sleeves made out of lace with intricate floral designs on it. It had a v neck in the front, but the back had better coverage. Definitely enough to cover up the majority of the scars on my back.
The bottom of the dress was made out of more silky material that went all the way down to the floor.
I was impressed with the woman's choice, this could work. I quickly remove my current clothes and carefully pull on the dress. As soon as I get it on I love how it feels against my skin, it's a perfect fit.
There is no mirror in my changing room, so I open the door and see Ellen and the woman standing there waiting for me.
Ellen gasps when she sees me, "(y/n)! That looks beautiful on you!"
The woman next to her clapped her hands, "I knew it would suit you! Come here, love! The mirror is this way!"
I follow her and she stands me in front of 3 mirrors so I can see myself in different angles. She was right, it did suit me.
The top didn't show too much of my breasts, just enough to be subtle and sexy. My shoulders were visible, but my arms were nicely covered by the patterned lace down my arms.
The top part of the dress and the bottom part were close, but far enough apart to give a sneak peek to my abs. And at the back I can only see a few of my scars, but most are hidden by the lace.
I smile as I examine myself in the mirror, I love it, it's perfect. "These too!" I hear the woman say as she puts a pair of heels at my feet. I look down at the shoes she offers me, they are a simple pair of heels. They are a silver colour that sparkles brightly in the light.
I slip them on and note how comfortable they are, also making me at least a couple inches taller. I'll be at Levi's height now, maybe a little taller.
"I'll take it!" I smile thankfully at the woman and she nods at me, "Of course you will! I've never seen a more beautiful match."
I remove the dress and Ellen and I pay for our dresses and shoes. I'm definitely hungry at this point, so Ellen and I go out for a late dinner.
She chats a lot during, and I'm able to keep up with her for most of the tine. But my mind keeps going back to thinking about this party. I'm actually kind of excited for it now, hoping that there will be people there that work with Laurie.
I want them to see that even after everything I've been through, I've managed to come out stronger and more confident. I want Laurie to know he hasn't broken me, and I refuse to be afraid of him anymore. I'll meet whatever challenge he throws my way, and I'll come out on the other end victorious.
I also can't help myself from wondering what Erwin will think of my dress. I can't wait to see his reaction. Ugh, I need to stop thinking about stuff like that, bad (y/n).
After Ellen and I finish our dinner we take her carriage back to HQ. She waves me goodbye and I carry my dress carefully to my room.
"There you are!" Sasha greets me as I enter our room, "Where have you been?"
"I had to get a new dress for that party in a couple days." I answer her, putting the dress carefully in my closet.
"Ooooh can I see it?! Please please please!" She begs me.
"You can see it when I put it on for the party."
She moans and finished changing and getting ready for bed. I kind of wanted to put it on again to show her. I just love the way the dress feels, it makes me feel confident and sexy. I've never felt like that in dresses before. Dresses that were chosen for me never really made me feel anything. It was just something I had to wear, just another obligation I had to fulfil.
But this one felt different, it was one I was proud to wear.
....
'"Ah yes! That's the one!" Laurie says happily as he asks me to twirl around for me, "That dress should make him very happy!"
I stop spinning and look down at the dress, I hated it. It was skin-tight and I could barely move. My breasts were almost popping out of it, and the length of it barely covered my thighs.
"You'll have to load her up with make-up," Conrad smirked, "The bruising in her face is sure to draw a lot of attention."
"Right you are, Helios," Laurie comments, "Tom! Get Anthea! She is very skilled when it comes to make up."
"Is this length necessary?" I ask Laurie quietly, "If I get out of the carriage wrong or sit too low, people are going to be able to see my ovaries."
"Don't make me give you more bruises, Peitho," Laurie growls at me, "We already have enough to cover up tonight, plus I do hate it when you make me ruin that pretty face of your's."
Tom comes back with Anthea before long, and I almost fall over when I see her, "That's what you look like without make-up?!" I give her a smug look.
I guess she is pretty skilled at make-up, she's basically able to give herself a completely new face. She glares hatefully at me which only makes my smile widen. She's been trying for months to get me into trouble, but it hasn't worked yet. I don't know what her problem is with me, I have always been nice to her. But if she doesn't want to play nice with me, she can get in line with the other bitches waiting for me to care.
"You know, Anthea," I say to her as she comes closer to me, "If your customers saw you without make-up on, they would accuse you of being a shape shifter. So be careful, if they know about it they are going to tell the religious fanatics and you may get thrown out of the walls."
She narrows her eyes even more at me, but bites her tongue as she works on covering up my bruised face. When she is finished, Laurie inspects her work, "Acceptable, thank you, Anthea. You may go."
She storms off without another word, "You really have a way with your female co-workers, don't you?" Conrad laughs as Anthea storms out and slams the door behind her.
"Only the ones that hate me for no valid reason." I shrug.
"Enough," Laurie silences both of us, "Come, Peitho," He holds out his arm for me to grab, "I most deliver you to your master for the evening."
I obediently grab onto Laurie's arm and allow him to lead me to the entrance of his residence. I wonder who requested me to go to this party.
I walk quietly with Laurie, not wanting to say anything to set him off.
We reach the front and there is a man waiting outside in front of a fancy looking carriage, "Ah, there is my beautiful date!" He greets me with a wide smile. To me he looks like every other man that requests me. After awhile they just all blend into one person.
"Oh! You put her in white!" He beams at me, "Tell me, princess. Is this what you will wear to become my wife?" He jokes, but I can hear the hopefulness in his voice too.
"Nothing would make my skin crawl more!" I say sweetly and I give him a big smile. He didn't even listen to what I said, just stared blankly at me. But Laurie heard what I said, he gives me a menacing look that says he will deal with me later.
The man looks up and down while circling my body like a predator about to pounce on his prey, "Oh yes, this will do nicely."
He laughs as he grabs my ass without warning. I try and raise my hand to slap the shit out of him, but Laurie still has a tight hold on me.
"Thank you, Lawrence!" The man beams at Laurie as he holds out his hand for me to grab on to. I hesitate, leaning away slightly from the man. Well, as far as I can with Laurie's grip on me.
"Behave yourself, Peitho," Laurie whispers to me, "I don't know what has gotten into you lately, but you know all too well what will happen if you don't."
His grip was so tight on me I assumed it would leave bruises. He lets go of me and pushes me towards the man who opens his arms to receive me.
"Have fun you 2!" Laurie says, brushing some silvery blonde hair out of his face, "Let me know if she misbehaves at all."
I stand up straight and put on a smile for another job, another customer, another piece of my soul leaving my body.'
Time skip, night of the party:
Levi's POV:
I feel more irritated today than most other days. I just can't stand the thought of (y/n) going to some party in Wall Sina. It's driving me insane. What if something happens to her while she is there? Men will be all over her, there is no doubt about that.
Even more irritating is the knowledge that Erwin is going to be there too. He better not try anything with her...
"Hey Shorty!" Hange greets me as she sits herself uninvited next to me. I mumble in response and drink more of my tea.
"Ooo someone is in a mood," She laughs and pats me on the back, "I wonder what it could be..."
I do my best to ignore her as usual, but she doesn't need my contributions to keep running her mouth, "Well, let me see if I can figure it out," She continues, "Oh! That's right! Harvey Banning's party is in a couple hours, isn't it?"
She stares at me for a reaction, but I refuse to give her one, "I imagine (y/n) is up in her room getting ready. Making herself look even cuter than she already is."
I didn't notice that my hands were clenched into fists until I felt some soreness. "Hmmmm, I wonder what her dress is going to look like," She continues as she tries to get a reaction out of me, "Erwin is sooo lucky! He's going to get to see her sing too. He has all the luck!"
I narrow my eyes, I'm ashamed to admit her teasing is starting to get to me.
"Although, there is still a chance," Hange whispers to me, "I'm pretty sure she is still getting ready, if you hurry up there, you could be the first one to see her in her dress. Even before Erwin sees her."
I stand up from my seat, grabbing my tea and getting ready to leave the Mess Hall. "Ooooh! Did I finally get to you?" Hange laughed.
"Don't be ridiculous, you're annoying me, I'm going to finish my tea in my office." I try to say nonchalantly as I exit the Mess Hall.
I make my way quickly over to the woman's dorms and finally reach (y/n)'s door. I knock softly on it and wait for her response.
"It's fine, Sasha! I'm done, why are you knocking?" Came (y/n)'s voice from behind the door. I swallow hard and slowly open the door.
When I open the door, she turned from her mirror to look at me, "Oh, Levi! Hello, what are you doing here?"
I couldn't speak, my throat went completely dry. She looked breathtaking, her hair was up in a slightly loose updo with a few strands of her (h/c) hair framing her face perfectly. She wore very little make-up, playing off her natural beauty instead. Her lips were a subtle shade of red and she was smirking at my reaction to seeing her.
My eyes travel down to the dress she was wearing. I haven't seen a dress like that before, but (f/c) is definitely her colour. It was separated in two pieces. The top half was made of intricate lace in different floral patterns travelling down her arms.
The v neck of the top of the dress descends between her breasts a little, not showing too much of them but enough for one's mind to go wild.
The bottom of the dress hugged the curve of her waist just above her belly button and travels all the way down to the floor.
Some of her midriff is exposed, showing off her toned stomach a little bit.
"Levi!" She was trying to get my attention, but my mind was running wild with thoughts of ripping that beautiful dress off of her.
"I was asking how you think I look!" She smiles at me, "Beautiful? Stunning? Gorgeous?"
"I was thinking more along the lines of mediocre, average, run-of-the-mill." I smirk at her as she punches me playfully.
"Want to see something even better?" She asks me as she slowly lifts the skirt of her dress to reveal her soft toned legs. I look up farther on her thigh, there she has her usual throwing knife attached to her thigh, "Good huh? The skirt covers it perfectly. Can never be too careful, right?"
(Y/n) let's go of the skirt and let's it fall gracefully back to the floor. She walks over to a bag that seemed to contain casual clothes in it, "What are you doing?" I ask her, loving the view I get when she bends over to zip up the bag.
"I received word from my sister, Beth, that her father is going to be away for a few days," She explains, grabbing a pair of shoes that were lying next to her mirror, "So, after the party I'm going to just sleep at my place, it's closer to where I have to go."
She slips into the heels she grabbed and looks at me smugly, "Now I'm the same height as you."
It was true, with those heels on she was exactly my height... I don't like it. She reaches out for the mug of tea I didn't even realize I'm still holding, "Smells good," she comments, "Black tea, yes?" I nod and she presses the cup to her lips and takes a drink, "Hmmmm, so good, you'll have to make me tea sometime."
She hands the mug back to me with a red lip stick stain and giggles when I glare at her, "Sorry Levi, here," She leans in and gives me a soft kiss just to the left of my lips on my cheek, "Perfect."
I look in her mirror and notice her lip stick now left a mark on my face. She laughs again as I rub irritably at it, "Come on, Levi," She grabs her bag and walks closer to the door, "You won't let a lady walk to her carriage by herself now, would you?"
(Y/n) grabs my arm as I offer it to her quietly as I open the door for her. The smell of her lavender soap is intoxicating, and I can feel myself getting more frustrated when I think about other men who dare to try and touch her.
"So, do you know what you're going to sing tonight?" I ask her, trying to calm my mind down by conversing with her more.
"Nope." She answered simply.
"Idiot, aren't you supposed to have that figured out by now?"
"No," she disagrees, "On the contrary, some of the best performers I have given have been spontaneous. If I plan, I over think it too much. I'll think of something when I'm in front of the piano, I always do." She smiles confidently.
"Whatever." I roll my eyes at her. We make it out the entrance of HQ far too quickly.
"Thank you, Levi," She says as she walks up to the carriage and puts her bag in with Ellen and whom I assume to be her husband, "Have a good night, try not to fantasize about me too much." She teases me as she sticks her tongue out at me.
... No promises there. I watch as her carriage sets off until it is well out of site. I really hope she will be okay, I know she knows how to handle herself, it is one of the reasons I am so attracted to her. But naturally I am still going to worry about her.
She better not snoop too much, that will only get her into more trouble. I sigh and make my way toward my office, but switch directions to go to the training area. I need to get my mind off of that woman.