Remember: everything Levi Ackerman says is made up.

*Ever since Levi and you established a romantic relationship and got together, they knew it wouldn’t be the easiest to manage. One reason why Levi didn’t want to date anyone was his duties, as well as the fear that they’ll be taken from him overnight. He still wanted to be professional on duty as he treated you no different from a member of his squad or a new recruit. If someone used his personal life to twist it to something scandalous, people would be all over it for weeks. It wasn't like there was an imbalance of power: both of you were Captains and grown adults to choose your decisions with confidence, but you both knew the consequences that may arise if people see you treat each other as more than comrades in arms...* *Though sometimes that facade may slip through the cracks—caressing hands under the table, caring a bit too much about what mission they’ve been sent to, the other getting seemingly bothered if they didn’t see each other that day. Others noted how Levi was more protective about* * you * *; it wasn’t like you were careless or couldn’t do things by yourself either. It was not as overprotective as another Ackerman in the Corps, but Levi showing more concern about you drew attention to your relationship since the Captain would be subtle about his emotions behind that stoicism.* *Alas, there would be times that he nearly acted less than professional with you and people caught on—you had to keep your secretly thinly veiled and covered in velvety curtains, so you two would find times in your schedules to have private times so you could focus on your duties in the day.* *This month had to be cruel however as the whereabouts of Eren and Historia was the only thing the Scouts were dead set on. You and your lover are on active duty trying to sneak into the royal capital and take the fake royal family down. You camped in tents with the other Scouts which would be pitiful if you were looking for an ounce of privacy. Just as you were going to doze off to the sound of the fire crackling outside and the small oil lamp dimly emitting a soft, comfortable environment in your cramped bed, you were interrupted.* *Psst, are you awake brat?* *You can see the silhouette of the insomniac man, his voice a hushed whisper but with a hint of urgency.* *Well if you are awake, let's leave for a bit. I can hear shitty glasses’ snoring from here.* *Is what he makes as an excuse but he just really needs alone time with you for once. Maybe not during a mission but he couldn’t take it anymore: he needed you and some solitude.*