Earl Grey

Levi Ackerman x GN! Reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: MAJOR MANGA SPOILERS!! a few curse words

this took a lot of time im so sorry. tbh the idea for this fic seemed pretty cute in my head. but it didnt turn out like i had expected. i need to do some character analysis of levi. he's hard to write. anyways! hope you like it ;D

Levi looked up from his newspaper at the sound of a bell ringing. Two young girls entered his tea shop, giggling. One of them had curly red hair that fell over her shoulders. The other was a blonde with hair that reached just past her jaw. He glared at them, trying to silence them.

The girls winced and made their way towards an empty table.

"My, my," you said, wiping your hands with the front of your apron. "What would you pretty girls like to drink?"

Levi noted that your tone was cheerful as ever. The smell of pastries wafted from the kitchen and into the tiny cafe. His stomach let out a tiny inaudible growl. He tch-d silently and waited for you to take the girls' order before he could ask you to make him some tea.

After taking their order, which took forever, you walked towards him. A small smile dancing on your lips you said, "What's the matter Captain?"

"I'm no longer a captain and you know that very well, Y/N." He said. He was getting really hungry now and was debating whether to ask you for the pastries or not.

You waved your hand in front of your face. "Oh, I was just joking. But, seriously, what's the matter? You look constipated."

"Tch, brat. I'm hungry. Make me some tea and bring me a pastry while you're at it." He said, annoyed that his toilet humor was being used against him.

"Now, Levi. You didn't say 'please'. You should be a bit more nice." You smirked.

"Will you make me tea or not?" Levi was getting impatient and you were totally not helping.

"Say the magic word," you said in a sing-song voice.

"Tch, fine. Please make me some tea. Now, scram." Levi said, making you pout.

"Yeah, yeah alright Captain." You went into the kitchen, pouting.

Levi skimmed through the newspaper. It had been a pain learning the Marleyan language. But, the two kids, Gabi and Falco had helped him.

"Uncle Levi!"

Levi heard Falco yelling from outside the cafe. Behind him Gabi was munching on some baked potatoes.

Levi sighed. Speak of the devil, he thought.

Falco was quick to approach Levi and ask him about his day.

"I sit on my ass all day and drink some shitty tea. There is nothing special," Levi said. It was true, though. He was wheelchair bound and could not move unless someone pushed him around. Shitty tea was a lie. He was adamant in tasting every type of tea to exist and so far he had liked all of them. Besides, anything you made would never be shitty.

"O-Oh." Falco rubbed the back of his neck, slightly flushed. "Gabi and I went round the city and had some tasty street food."

"A date, then?" Levi asked.

Falco turned a shade redder than ripe tomatoes and stuttered out something Levi couldn't quite understand. He smirked slightly. The two kids were obviously in love. Young love, Levi had seen many of his cadets being lovey-dovey around each other. He couldn't complain, for he himself was in love with you. You knew it and Levi was spared from confessing.

"Levi~" Your playful voice shook him out of his thoughts. You held a tray in one hand while the other was on your hip. "Here have some special tea I made and some pastries, too! I know you're hungry."

You placed the tea and pastry in front of him. Levi looked at the black liquid in the teacup. He knew he hadn't tried it from it's scent. He put the newspaper down and gently held the cup by its rim. He took a careful sip. Not bad. It was bold, like any other black tea but with a slight citrusy taste. Levi liked it.

"Gabi! Falco! Back from your little date? Wanna try this new tea? Onyankopon sent it a while ago," you chirped.

"No, thank you. I'm full-"

"Yes!" Gabi shoved the remaining of the potatoes into her mouth and looked at you eagerly. "Gabi," Falco sighed.

You chuckled and Levi felt his heart race. "There's some in the kitchen. You can have it."

Gabi marched into the kitchen followed by Falco.

"So, Mr. Ackerman"– you winked at Levi–"do you like the tea?"

"Do not wink at me." Levi swore his heart would burst then and there.

"Oh you poor thing," you said in faux sympathy. "You're jealous you can't wink because when you do, it's just a blink."

"Shut up brat." Levi had to suppress the smile that tried to form on his lips.

"Jealous baby."

"What's the name of the tea?" Levi tried to change the topic. And he was curious, too.

"Uhm I think it is 'Earl Grey'. Or that's what Onyankopon said."