“Alright, alright…” he returned to his thoughts. Trying to think of a suitable name for the cat.
“How about Levi?”
At this suggestion, Levi purred and Erwin smiled fondly down at the small cat he was rapidly growing attached to.
“Levi it is then.”
Levi stayed at Erwin’s side for a while longer, until a squirrel scampering through the yard grabbed his attention. Rising to all fours, Levi eyed up the small rodent with wide eyes before taking off after it in a flash. His shape blurred against the vibrant grass like a shadow as he gained on the smaller creature. The squirrel, realizing that it was about to meet its doom, darted into the bushes with Levi hot on its heels.
The branches and leaves rustled for only a moment as Levi vanished after the squirrel, before the yard fell silent.
“At least I know I don’t need to worry about mice with you around,” Erwin mused to himself as he climbed to his feet. Heading back inside to wash the cut on his hand.
Their routine shifted after that day - Erwin staying outside to pet Levi for a bit whenever he gave him food. Levi started waiting for Erwin on the porch, rubbing up against his ankles whenever Erwin came outside with his bowl of food. While giving Levi his daily dose of pets and chin scratches, Erwin would tell Levi about his day. Letting the small cat know about the drama between his students and coworkers, details about his lessons, and the day to day minutiae that went into education.
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I promise that @ic3-que3n and I aren't locked in a room together. Really. We aren't.
But.
Are they responsible for another fic? Duh. (Love you 😘)
Because they drew the cutest Cat!Levi for Day 7 of Inktober - Drip, and I just couldn't help myself
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Levi Ackerman & Erwin Smith
Characters: Levi Ackerman, Erwin Smith, Dot Pixis
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, cat!levi, Teacher!Erwin, Levi is a feral little stray, Erwin is a tired teacher, this is extremely self indulgent, Inspired by Fanart, Fanart
Summary:
Today was different though. As Erwin crouched down to place the plate of food on the stoop - which was no longer served on paper plates, Erwin had purchased some proper feeding bowls for the cat - he felt a soft pressure along his ankle.
“Oh, hello there,” Erwin cooed to the cat as he froze in place. He’d tried holding his hand out for the cat to investigate before, but the feline had kept its distance and all but turned its nose up as though Erwin’s hand was offensive to him. So he stayed still, letting the cat rub its cheek against his pant leg. Pacing back and forth between Erwin’s ankles and rubbing against him on every pass.
“Finally feeling friendly are we?” Erwin asked teasingly and gambled a finger. Holding his hand out in the cat's direction.
The cat ignored Erwin’s hand, continuing to rub against his legs for another moment before the food gained control of his focus. Instead of going inside and watching the cat like normal, Erwin crouched down further. Sitting on the stoop and observing the cat up close.
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𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐬, 𝐢 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐞 & 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐞
sfw, the boy's definitely an over-thinker. not beta-ed oops.
Dan Heng's starting to think you have a staring problem.
This is... a new discovery of his, or, at the very least, a new habit of yours. Who knows how long it's been going on? Certainly, not him. But now that he just so happened to catch you looking his way, a little more focused, a little more intensely, he's... a little self-conscious.
For one, why him? Surely, there isn't anything on his face, not for any of the time he'd caught you. You or one of the others would have mentioned it, anyhow, especially March 7th.
Is it because... he looks different now? Is it because he dons the appearance of another? Is it unsightly to you? Are you upset that he didn't tell any of you, but especially you?
At least you aren't glaring at him, or even completely looking in the other direction away from him whenever your eyes met (unlike a certain grey-haired someone). At this point in your acquaintanceship with each other, he's not sure he can handle the anxiety that would come out of both of you ignoring him.
It unnerves him, and whether it's a good or a bad type of unnerving, he's not quite sure yet. It makes him sweat a little beneath his already-lightened clothing, though, and on his neck behind his long hair; makes his heart race a little faster.
Why? He wishes you'd tell him first, so he wouldn't have to approach you for an answer. Why? He wishes you weren't looking for an excuse to walk away from him when you see him approaching, like you aren't internally panicking (and quite too obviously, externally) when he stops before you. Why?
"So?" he says. You barely flinch, but your expression twists into a bit of a grimace, and he frowns.
Please.
"So... what?" you mumble, gaze firmly averted toward your own feet.
Please. Be on my side.
"The... looks... you've been giving me this whole time," he starts. "It's just... I'd like to know why."
Don't you avoid me, too.
"O-Oh." You clear your throat and press your shoulders back to raise your head, but you still don't meet his eye. "I... well... I-It's nothing bad, if that's what you're worried about."
"Then, can you tell me what it is?" he asks, barely a second away from pleading with you if you decline.
You huff, not irritably, but as if nervous, or inconvenienced, and it makes Dan Heng's heart palpitate.
"It's... it's difficult to look at you and speak to you at the same time," you lowly admit. His eyes widen in surprise, and almost immediately, his thoughts begin to race again.
"I-I'm sorry," he tells you. Now, you somehow have no problem looking at him, lips parted in shock.
"What? Why are you apologizing?" you say with a disbelieving shake of your head. But then it clicks, and you realize your mistake. "Dan Heng, it's not because of that, I-I promise."
Now, he's confused. It's not? Then, what else?
"I-It's..." Why are you stammering? Is it so hard to just... tell me? "Y-You're just--"
"Just what?" Dan Heng begs.
You swallow harshly, and under his intense and saddened gaze, you feel yourself growing warmer and warmer, almost boiling like a kettle atop a fire until you could hold yourself back no longer.
"I just didn't think it was possible for you to look even prettier than you already are, okay?!" you hiss at him. "I-I was embarrassed! Don't ask me about it anymore, alright?!" And you stalk off towards March 7th and Welt Yang, hands covering your face and stuttering out a loud, "S-So, we're leaving now, right?!"
Dan Heng can barely bring himself to react. Standing there amidst the rubble of the Scalegorge Waterscape, his eyebrows have shot so high up toward his forehead that he manages to jokingly wonder if they've flown away.
His skin flushes, his cheeks rosy and lips parted in shock.
"... p-prettier?" He blinks. Several times. The shock doesn't dissipate. "You... You think I'm pretty?"
What floods his veins is a confusing, concentrated mixture of relief and, surprisingly, adoration. For your lack of frustration for him, for the fact that you weren't ignoring him for omitting such a huge fact about himself, for so many silly thoughts and concerns that you managed to invalidate by shouting a simple compliment at him. You weren't ignoring him, after all.
That's all it took to shake him from his funk. That's all it takes for him to step forward, his toes barely touching the floor when he floats across the floor of the Dragonvista Rain Hall after you.
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