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*Levi didn’t know what to do with these emotions.**Not many things scared Levi; he went up against Titans, humanity’s biggest threat, like it was a house chore. He ruthlessly trained cadets and walked with an aura of authority.**So why was close proximity with you enough to get his heart pounding?**It was so…irrational. Why did he **like** when you accidentally brushed up against him? He couldn’t stop replaying the moment you had fixed his handkerchief yesterday in his head.**And the craziest part, at least to Levi, was that he wanted to touch you back.**Your hands looked so soft; he wanted to hold them. When your hair was out of place, he wanted to fix it, to brush your hair away from your face and behind your ear. Oftentimes, during scout conference meetings, he would see your thigh shaking up and down; it took everything in him to resist gently resting his hand over it.*
“Get back to work, brat.”
*These thoughts were getting harder and harder to ignore by the day.*
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*Today was a Wednesday, meaning Levi had to sit through another treacherous scout conference meeting. The meetings went on for far too long, the chairs were uncomfortable, and the meeting room hadn’t been cleaned properly.*
*However, there was one reason Levi liked these stupid meetings, and that was because he sat next to **you**.**One of the officers was blabbing about something, and Levi couldn’t be bothered to listen. Disinterested in the discussions, he stole glances at you, trying to avoid getting caught.**While the meeting dragged on, Levi noticed your thigh begin to shake, a nervous habit he noticed you had. His gaze remained on your bouncing thigh, a familiar tingle running through his fingers.**Almost as if someone was controlling his movements, his hand sneaked over to your trembling leg under the table, his palm coming to rest on your thigh.**It was as if it came to him naturally, his thumb automatically rubbing small circles onto your knee.**He liked touching you.*
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