Levi Ackerman Smiling Novels & Stories

He was trying very hard to be cool. "Fine. I'm sure that jock strap will have something very special planned for the two of you." I looked up to see Zack smiling at me and Levi turned back. When he turned around again he was scowling. "Let's go," he said, through clenched teeth. "What? I haven't finished my coffee yet."

He just looked up at me like I hung the moon. "You look so tall from down here," he chuckled with that lazy, smug smirk. "It's kinda... cute, actually." I rolled my eyes but couldn't stop the grin from lingering. "Don't get used to it." We laid there for a second longer, and I hated how natural it felt. Turns out... spending time with Levi could actually be enjoyable. Fuck my life.

We could just… live. Levi turned to look at me, his eyes softening when he saw me watching him. He smiled, the kind of smile that reached his eyes, and it made my heart swell. It was a smile of quiet contentment, of a man who had fought his battles and found something worth fighting for. Me. Our son. Our future. "Come here," he said, his voice low, his hand outstretched.

“I did not know that.” “There are things about me you do not know yet,” Levi said. “We have time.” Nate looked at him. Something moved through his face that was the almost-smile, the real one, the one that started at the corner of his mouth and was gone before it fully arrived. “Apparently,” he said. Lunch at the formal table was something else entirely.

Chris, why do you sound like my mother, why can't you just be like all my other friends and talk shit about that asshole. Behind me, I heard a familiar voice say, "That asshole is prepared to depart." levi was standing at the skatepark's edge when I gasped in surprise and turned to look around. He had his dark hair pulled back in a fine suit, and he didn't appear to be amused by me at all. I yelled at him, "I'm saying goodbye to my friends, levi. I'll be back later." He hissed, "We're leaving now, mabella.

"You love it." Levi's adoring smile gave him away, and he leaned in to plant a sweet kiss on my cheek. "You're right," he admitted, his voice soft. "I wouldn't have it any other way." Levi's adoring smile lingered, and he chuckled at my playful remark. "Well, I guess I do enjoy being teased, but only by you," he said, his voice soft and affectionate. "You have a way of making it endearing." My left eyebrow shot up mischievously at his response. "Oh, really?" I replied, my tone playful. "So, you're saying you're immune to anyone else's teasing?"

Levi is muscular and has long silver blonde hair that he tries back. His brown eyes sparkle like he thinks something’s funny but doesn’t want to share what it is. He has dimples that poke out on both cheeks when he smiles but he doesn’t smile as much as he did when we were kids. He’s gotten paler since we were kids. I remember a young tan dirty blonde hair but now, his skin is fair and his hair is silver blonde.

My voice trailed off, I had absolutely no idea what to say except to be glad that she was coming back to me. “Look at you,” Levi teased, still grinning, “the happiness. It’s all over your damn voice.” He added. He was right, I could hear it too and not just that, I could feel the whole damn thing. “Oh shut the fuck up.” I spat, rolling my eyes but still enjoying the teases he was throwing my way and lowkey wishing he wouldn’t stop. “Don’t even try to deny it,” he continued, enjoying this way more than I could have expected, “you’re smiling, your facial muscles must hurt right now.”

“I’ll be holding you to that promise.” Levi smirks, “I’m a man who keeps his word.” That he is. “I promise you when you hop on; you’ll be begging me to go faster,” “Just don’t go killing us,” I say, observing him when he helps me put my helmet on. He smells so damn good, clean, spicy and salty. I’m almost excited to jump on and inhale to my heart's content. Levi is in pair of dark jeans and a white sleeveless top displaying his granite-like physique. The man is built like a mountain of muscles. Well, to be fair, most people are like mountains to me. I hate being so short.

“It’s comforting for me.” Levian: “...” Levian was a bit taken aback by her words. He was more surprised by the fact that the smile on her face was genuine and not just some pleasantries that he used to hear. “Ah, well, never mind,” Levian coughed and looked away. He did not know how to respond when people thanked him sincerely. With his face resting lightly on his knuckle, he looked at her.