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[lovolee3]

Black tea

First time EVER writing. Please be nice.

gn!reader x Canon!Lev

Warnings: none (maybe be afraid of grammatical and spelling errors)

genre: fluff, canonverse

Words: 503 shitty summary: You help Levi with his paperwork and you both don’t really share the same taste, when it comes to beverages.

tags: @his-sweet-muse You never really liked black tea. It was bitter and you preferred sweet things. Not even the sugary cookies you sometimes got from that cute little bakery not far from the town square could even out the bitter taste of the black tea he always offered you. It had become a habit to help your Captain with some paperwork. You were good with that. Paperwork and numbers. You did it before you joined his squad, when you were still an instructor and your uniform had the crossed swords on your back, not the wings of freedom. You were also good at hiding your feelings, so you didn’t flinch, when you tasted the tea the first time, sitting across from him.  Levi and you worked in silence most of the time, the only sound were the quills flying over paper. By the time you finished today, the moon was already up. Your cup was empty and you were about to leave his office with it, to clean it and put it back in its place in the kitchen, when he called your name. “Yes, sir?” smiling slightly, you turn to look at him. Levi was still sitting at his desk, the dark, huge thing making him look even smaller than he was. You thought it was kinda cute. “You don’t like it.” he simply states, face emotionless as usual. “Hm?”, your head tilts slighty to the side, when you hear his words. You don’t really get, what he’s talking about. Then his eyes fall on the cup.  “The tea. You don’t like it.” Are you imagining it or does he sound a little hurt? “Uhm...”, you feel the heat rising in your face, on your cheeks and are grateful for the lamplight, that’s not bright enough for him to make him see. “Well....” you start, but he speaks over you. “Could’ve simply told me. Wouldn’t have wasted good tea on someone who can’t appreciate it.”. He does sound a little annoyed. And...guilty? You can’t fully pinpoint it and just nod. He wishes you Goodnight and obviously you are excused. So you turn around again, but hesitate, before your hand presses down on the brass handle. “It’s true, I dont like the tea...” you say. Your voice is calm, like most of the times. Something he likes about you, he admitted to himself some time ago. “I don’t like bitter things in general...” Bitter like me comes to his mind. His eyes are on the paper in front of him, not on you. But he can hear the slight smile on your lips when you continue. “But...I really do appreciate you alway carefully prepare it just for me. That’s very sweet. So I don’t mind drinking something bitter for a change. Goodnight, Captain.”, you finish softly. Levi doesn’t look up from his paper, until he hears the soft clank of his office door and your retreating steps. He is grateful the lamplight wasn’t bright enough to make his flaming cheeks and ears visible to you.

[atsumiez]

iwaizumi hajime could not believe he got stood up.

the two of you always went out for lunch together at 11:45 before his usual 12:30 client.

you were always the first to arrive and wait up for iwaizumi, but it was nearly 12:10 with no sign of you.

he pulled out his phone to call you, but he feared it would come off as too clingy. why should he care so much about you meeting him anyway? the two of you never officially made plans to meet, it was just a normal routine you guys fell into when you kept seeing each other at the same cafe while on your break (which was totally a coincidence, and not him purposely trying to spend more time with you).

so why did your absence affect iwaizumi so much? it’s not like the two of you were even a couple. just two people who happened to work at the same gym for a year. sure people called you guys a “work couple” but it didn’t mean anything. it only made iwaizumi blush a little and left him smiling like an idiot for 20 minutes.

the two of you never thought much of the remark, you did see him at least 5 days a week. with you working at the front desk, he would always spark up conversations with you whenever he got the chance. of course you two would grow to be close friends.

but friends didn’t care so much when the other misses a lunch date (that wasn’t even a date), iwaizumi knew that. so why was he still waiting for you even though he only had 10 more minutes now until his next appointment?

he never got the chance to come to an answer because a familiar voice calling out to him made his head go empty.

“hajime! sorry i’m late, a new person was trying to join and their card kept declining.”

he turned around to see your tired expression and guilt on your face, “i’m so sorry for making you wait. lunch is on me today.”

“you know it’s not good to keep your work husband waiting.”

“oh i apologize, i’ve been a horrible spouse. please don’t divorce me.”

“maybe some onigiri would be payment enough.”

you nodded and the two of you went on line to order, leaving iwaizumi hoping that maybe one day he’ll be able to change work husband to just husband.

[lovolee3]

So I have this idea for a very long Levi x reader slowburn fanfic. If anyone is interested…do you prefer it being published chapter by chapter and occasionally short stories in between, or only a few short stories and scenes? Or nothing at all?

Also readers past will be quite dark, it will be angsty sometimes but with a happy end and my OC will be there, so it’s easier for me to include reader into the story.

Also i’m pretty new to writing fanfiction in general

[atsumiez]

it was nearing 1 am when levi ackerman finally stepped into your shared apartment.

you were in the kitchen serving yourself some tea when you heard him walk in.

“your shift ended at 11. the tea’s gotten cold.”

he looked over to you, shocked that you were even still up. you had to be at work at 8 in the morning.

“sorry. i lost track of time,” it was all levi could respond with as he walked past you to turn on the stove and boil some water. he grabbed a teabag from the box you left on the counter for him.

“you always do. have you eaten?” you asked, following him around the kitchen.

you took his silence as an answer and opened the fridge, pulling out some takeout for him, “i got your usual, heat it up whenever.”

“thanks,” he replied, taking the bag from you. “you didn’t have to wait for me.”

“if i didn’t, you wouldn’t have eaten, and i know you skipped breakfast today,” you replied.

he put the food in the microwave and then turned to look at you. it felt like levi hadn’t seen you like this in so long. awake that is.

recently, he’s been coming home late and leaving early because of a new case he’s been working on. when he gets home he would just take a shower and go straight to sleep, meeting you in your shared bed.

“i miss you,” he blurted, refusing to make eye contact because he knew what you would respond.

“i miss you too, but i miss spending my evenings with you a lot more.”

levi knew how you felt, always waiting for him to come him, eating dinner by yourself, even having to go to sleep with half of the bed empty.

“i know, and i’m sorry. i promise, this was the last time. tomorrow i’ll be home earlier.”

and he meant it. with every part in his body he meant what he said.

you smiled and walked out of the kitchen to your bedroom to get ready to sleep.

when the next day came around, levi ending up calling out from work and staying home. all because he missed being with you…

and totally not because of the food poisoning he got from the food he ate last night.

[atsumiez]

staying professional was something miya atsumu was used to being told.

on the court when he gets a little too angry, during interviews when the questions get a little too personal, and especially at galas when he’s already way to drunk to act in any respectable way.

if they wanted him to act professionally, why would they serve expensive champagne that goes down so smoothly he would even realize he was 3 drinks down?

you had heard from sakusa that atsumu was acting like a child and causing a scene, and as manager (and head of the PR team) you knew that you had to take care of it.

you found him outside the the gala in the front, he was standing by your car crying. you walked over to the blonde knowing all to well what was going on with him.

“i’m so sick of this. i have hate keeping up this act,” he said as you reached your hand out to grab his arm.

“atsumu, you’re drunk,” you pull out your phone to call him a cab home. this was a normal occurrence for him at galas.

“no, i’m in love with ya, and i don’t wanna hide it anymore”

you froze, eyes widening at his words. he was the one that said it would be better for you two to hide your relationship (something about the HR team telling him to stop dating around) after all. you didn’t ask him why, you didn’t even care to, you hated having to act professional around him just as much.

fighting the urge to run up to him and give him a “your doing great” kiss to cheer him up during a game, not being able to calm him down when he gets heated during interviews, and never being able to watch how much he drinks at galas due to your attention always being pulled away.

you nodded your head, “i agree, let’s talk about this tomorrow”.

he smiled at your words.

“now i’ll be back, let me tell foster that i’m leaving. with my boyfriend,” you said as you walked back into the hall.

atsumu smiled as he watched you leave, he was too drunk to even remember what made him cry.

when you got into the gala, you slipped sakusa the cash you owed him and thanked him for his help.

that man always had a way with words, and he always knew how to get under atsumu’s skin.

[atsumiez]

suna rintarou was a very impulsive person. you knew that. so it wasn’t a shock to randomly find yourself in a piercing parlor.

it was a random idea he had last night, out of nowhere asking you, “babe, can we get matching piercings?”

of course you were quick to agree. you knew piercings were suna’s favorite way of expressing himself, so you were flattered that he wanted to share that experience with you.

piercings were nothing new to you after all, you had gotten your ears pierced when you were younger and your second lobe piercings during your final year of high school.

what you didn’t expect was for suna to order the proper materials online and be ready to pierce each other the next day. (overnight delivery was a great thing)

you walked into your dorm to see your boyfriend on your bed opening his package.

“okay so i was thinking, a cartilage piercing or maybe a nose piercing-”

“suna, you are not sticking a needle in my nose. we’re getting that professionally done.”

“so you’d be down for for matching nose piercings?”

“of course i’d be down. i would get whatever matching piercing you would want us to get,” and it was true. you always loved to see your boyfriend happy, so if that meant getting a new piercing with suna, you’d be down for whatever.

“what about a nipple piercing?”

“okay nope. you’re definitely not piercing my nipple. let’s go to a piercing place”

[atsumiez]

inumaki toge wasn’t the biggest fan of coffee, but you could always find him in the same shop ordering a tea.

of course he never ordered for himself, the first years always brought him along with them to try new drinks on the menu. mostly nobara and itadori, fushiguro realized that inumaki never liked anything that had caffeine in it. that’s when fushiguro started buying tea for inumaki.

it seemed to be a new flavor everyday, so inumaki never bothered to learn what fushiguro had ordered for the two of them.

so of course that didn’t go well one day when the first years left early for a mission and inumaki was really craving some tea.

once he got to the cash register to order, he didn’t know what to say or do, luckily that wasn’t an issue.

“you’re the quiet one that always comes with your juniors right?” you asked, recognizing the familiar face.

he nodded, making eye contact with you. you usually worked most weekday mornings, you would always take fushiguro and his order. he remembered because you would always call out to him when the order was ready, referring to it as that day’s special.

“what can i get you? the tuesday special ?” you asked with a smile. only getting another nod in response, you told him his total.

after he paid, you went to go make his tea, on tuesdays he always got a chai tea. mixing his ingredients became a weekly normal for you which explained why you finished his drink so quick.

you called out to him to pick up his tuesday special and smiled as you handed him the cup.

he bowed his head as a thank you before leaving, and taking a sip on his way out. something caught his eye when he raced the cup to his face, so he took a closer look at it.

in a cute, messy, and obviously nervous handwriting he read:

you don’t seem to talk much so shoot me a text :)

***-***-****

he looked inside the shop window to see you watching him intently. you shot him a little nervous wink and a smile.

he smiled and nodded in return before taking another sip of tea.

he could’ve sworn this sip tasted 10x better than before.

[atsumiez]

kuroo tetsurou hates working on wednesdays.

he hates having to wake up early every morning and sit through morning traffic.

he hates sitting alone in a big office while he works on hours of paper work.

he hates sitting through boring meetings filled with information he knows is wrong (and that he’ll have to correct later).

he hates paying way too much for lunch when he forgets his at home.

he hates when his boss comes in to start some boring conversation, making him realize that the week is far from over.

he hates leaving at 5:40, the peak of the the afternoon rush hour traffic.

however… kuroo loves working on thursdays.

he loves sitting with you on the phone as he drives to work, even though the drive feels significantly shorter than usual.

he loves when you call to check in on him as he does his paperwork, making sure he gets things done instead of talking about how he loves the way you’ve been doing your hair recently.

he loves sitting through meetings and secretly texting you, making fun of everyone else in the room and cracking jokes.

he loves when you come in and bring his lunch because he always seems to forget his lunch at home on thursdays.

he loves when his boss comes in and starts a conversation with you, allowing kuroo to get work done while he looks at you in awe as you speak.

he loves leaving at 5:40 with you and driving to your favorite restaurant simply because it’s date night.

[atsumiez]

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