#knives out 2 but rivetra fandom style

[levis-petras]

hi, sher! for the rivetra prompt (i promise this is not nsfw okay):

petra and levi cleaning an old room together and accidentally locking themselves inside 😚

hi Anya!! i am so sorry took so long but here you go! 💖✨This is set at that old castle in Wall Rose after Trost was invaded! 👀

Word Count: 993

Rating: T

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The sound of the door slamming shut echo around the room, and Petra jerks at her spot. The rags in her hand slap limply against the grimy windows, and she turns, blinking rapidly.

“What the fuck?”

“Captain?”

Captain Levi is glowering furiously at the door as he jams his knee agitatedly against the wooden boards. “This damn door is stuck.”

Petra tugs the kerchief down from her face. “Did you try the handle?”

Her captain throws her one of his filthiest glares. He curls his lip. “Yes, Ral. Of course, I tried the fucking handle.”

“Well, let me try,” she offers. “Maybe it needs a gentler touch.”

She ignores the scoffs her captain gives.

Dumping the sodden rags into the pail at her side, she makes her way across the room, sidestepping debris and rotten furniture to where her captain is waiting impatiently. 

She tugs at the bronze knob and jiggles it. When that doesn’t work, Petra pushes the full force of her weight against the heavy oak panels and twists the handle frantically.

The door still doesn’t budge.

“Oh.”

“Yes, oh,” Captain Levi snaps and crosses his arms. 

“We could wait?” Petra offers and pushes a lock of her hair behind her ear. “Or we could yell for help?”

“The windows face the forest. There’s no one out there for miles.” Captain Levi huffs and rolls his eyes heavenwards. “Trust Erwin to order us out to the middle of nowhere in this shitty-ass dump.”

Petra tries. She really does. But she isn’t able to stop the giggle from leaving her throat.

There is something utterly amusing to see her captain raving and ranting about the state of the dilapidated castle with his cleaning uniform on (that comprises his headscarf and kerchief around the lower portion of his face) and a feather duster in his hand.

“What?”

“Nothing, sir!”

His eyes shift, and he gives her a hard look. “I told you not to call me that.”

“What?” Petra grins. “Do you mean ‘sir’?”

“You know what I mean, Ral. Stop fucking around.”

She laughs, not missing the slight softening in his gaze or the way the tension bleeds from his form. 

“Okay, Levi.”

“Brat.”

Petra beams and moves up to adjust the skewed corners of his cravat. Her fingers smooth out the pristine white fabric with familiarity borne out of habit. “Well, at least you got stuck in a room with me and not someone like Oruo.”

Levi grunts. “I’ll push him out of the window if that happened.”

She snickers under her breath, enjoying the way his neck turns a dull shade of red when the tips of her fingers skim along the skin above his collar. With her task done, she moves on, trailing along the buttoned seams of his dress shirt, delighting in the way his chest heaves as his breathing stutters.

“Earlier, I heard what you said to Eren.”

Petra pauses. She looks up. Meeting Levi’s hooded grey eyes that are boring down at her with an intensity that makes her cheeks flush, she shuffles her feet. “What about it?”

He quirks a brow. “If you said anymore, that kid is gonna put two and two together.”

“No, he won’t,” she argues lightly and allows Levi to rest a cautionary palm on her hip. 

It has been months, and Levi is still hesitant to show his affections with casual touches and murmured verbal assurances. Petra is okay with that. She knows the man isn’t comfortable with such displays, and she loves him for trying.

“Oi, Petra, I mean it. It’s just a while longer,” he says gruffly into her ear, sliding the tip of his nose against her hair, breathing her in.

It isn’t often that they get times like this to be alone—to be together. Petra treasures them all the more for it. Closing her eyes, she presses closer, savouring this small intimate moment that they share. 

Like the rest, she tucks the memory of him—of being in his embrace, of the clean, sharp masculine smell of him in her senses, of the way his heart beats rhythmically beneath his ribs, and how loved and happy and she feels—right into the depths of her soul.

“I know,” Petra sighs and pulls away. 

She looks up and smiles softly, memorising the unguarded way he looks down at her. Captain Levi of the Scout Regiments might be a fearsome and awed soldier, but he is just a man to Petra. 

A man she loves and has willingly dedicated her heart to.

“I’ll be careful,” she promises, offering what she hopes to be a reassuring smile. Petra reaches up to card a hand through his hair, fingers brushing against the short bristles of his undercut. “I won’t do anything to mess this up. Though, you know I hate waiting.”

“Tch,” Levi grumbles something unintelligible, but she can see the bashfulness in his eyes. His grip on her hips tighten. “You’ll probably join Shitty Glasses, eh?” 

“That’s only if Squad Leader Hange wants me.”

“They would. Four Eyes would be fucking dumb if they turned you down.”

Compliments from Levi aren’t as rare anymore, but still, Petra doesn’t think she will ever tire of them. She beams and slings her arms around his neck. “Has anyone ever told you that you’re sweet?”

“Oi, get off. Your hands are filthy.”

She cracks a grin at that and releases him.

Levi clears his throat, looking oddly shy. “Hey, Ral, remember what I said. Keep it quiet. It’s only a while more.”

No more hiding.

The thought of no longer having to hide their relationship and being seen together with Levi like regular couples sends frissons of longing down her back. It feels as though there are a million butterflies taking flight in her gut.

Petra nods, her cheeks flushing. “I know. After the 57th expedition,” she gives him a cheeky grin. “You’re mine.

Levi offers a faint smile at that. “Yeah?”

“Yes. Promise.”

#rivetra #rivetra fic #rivetra fanfiction #levi x petra #my writing #prompt me #i am so sorry anya that i took an eternity to get this out!!! #but here we go I HOPE THIS IS OKAY #💖💖💖 #tho i think everyone is going to come up after me with knives now #knives out 2 but rivetra fandom style #i’m sorry if this is all over the place too like ahh my brain is dead as well asgsjsjis