Levi Ackerman Smiling Novels & Stories

He fetches the pack of cigarettes from his pocket when he heard a voice from behind him, “Smoking kills, you know that right?” Levi didn’t have to turn around to see who it was. He press a cigarette in between his lips and lit it up with his lighter as he sniggered, “Yeah, well – I don’t plan to live long anyway,” He muttered and blew the smoke before he turned around to face smiling Piper.

Akayda’s face broke into a very bright smile. “Thank you so much, Zack.” I narrowed my eyes as one brow shot up. Why was she smiling at him like that? Zack in return flashed her a smile back. “You’re welcome, Akayda. I'm just doing what I'm paid to do.” That butthead. Why the hell is he smiling like that too? I've seen enough of this, so I cleared my throat. “If you’re done, you can leave and go back to your office.”

But I didn’t give up or back down. Not even when my lungs screamed for air. I saw Levi near the shade of the old oak at the edge of the field, once again sitting out. Arms crossed, hoodie pulled over his head, face uninterested. But he was watching me. Our eyes locked for half a second. And I swear—I swear—his lips curved just a little. Like he saw me give my best, and he approved. I tried not to let it mean too much. We still hadn’t talked since…well, everything. But seeing that faint smile kept me going.

It's been a week since Levi's accident and now he's cleared to go home. Levi still doesn't remember me in any way even though I tried making him remember. I could tell he was uncomfortable with my presence but tolerated it. I know he was suspicious of me but he was trying to trust me. He also got his things back so I'm hoping that maybe there's something in his phone that would help him remember.

She looked at the two of them and though she looked surprised, Amaira greeted Levy with a smile on her face, “ Miss Levy, it’s good to see you here.” “ It’s good to see you too, Miss Amaira,” replied Levy with a smile. However, her smile was a bit stiff when compared to Amaira. “ Is everything all right?” Amaira asked though she did not stare at her swollen cheeks, Levy knew that she was only being polite.

The physical and emotional exertion of each session seemed to melt away as he shared this moment with Selena, his confidante. Evelyn's keen observation detected the facade of a smile on Levi's face, and with empathy etched in her voice, she gently addressed the emotional turmoil he seemed to be concealing. "You shouldn't force a smile," she remarked, her words a delicate acknowledgment of the shared weight that hovered in the room. A silent understanding enveloped them, bridging the unspoken connection among those present.

Levi explained. “Stop making this a big deal,” Ace said as he locked eyes with Levi. “You were beaten, so what? It’s not like this is the first time this has happened.” “You see?” Levi scoffed in disbelief. “He’s not even sorry.” Mr. Clark glared at Ace and closed his eyes for a few seconds as a way to calm himself before opening them and speaking, “No, Levi, he is. In fact, we’re here for him to apologize. I explained to him the consequences of his actions and he would like to hear the way out.”

Levi smiled, stepped forward, and let the silence stretch until it screamed. Then he opened his mouth.

“I’ve been wanting to talk to you.” There was nothing good that could come from talking to Avery, but I also couldn’t seem to give myself permission to deny her, almost like I owed her something. I blew out a deep breath and forced my lips to stretch in a pleasant smile. “Yes, Avery? Is there something you need?” She didn’t bother to try and seem polite and decided to smirk instead. “Actually, I just wanted to pass along a message from Levi.” “Um, okay.” Had things really gotten so bad that Levi couldn’t even stand to look at her anymore, even just to deliver his own messages?

I get that he's macho, but there's no need to be over dramatic. Taking a seat on the bar stools, Levi reaches in the bag and passes me my chicken nuggets and fries. "Thank you," I tell him, and I'm rewarded with a soft smile, something he doesn't give very often. Usually when he smiles there's still that hardness to him, but not now, and I think it's my favorite look of his.