ReaderxLevi

Author's note: This is my second fanfic, so please bear with me; also, please excuse the length and Levi being ooc; I'm too lazy to create a sequel, let alone a series in which Levi has believable character development. Warning: there's some swearing but its Levi so its expected. As you trudged through the hall, your feet dragged across the floor, disturbing the dust's peaceful slumber. You rarely slept, and the nightmares did an excellent job of making sure of it; however, for the past few nights, sleep has been particularly elusive. It had been no less than a week since that dreaded 57th expedition, where both yours and Levi's squads were ruthlessly slaughtered in a failed attempt to apprehend the female titan, and once again, the survey corps had to save Eren's ass. Since then, the corporal has not left his office, not for barking orders at brats, not for food, not even for tea or cleaning. No wonder it was so fucking dusty; the cadets must be lavishing their exceptionally rare

Something's happened, though you don't know exactly what that something is. You're drifting, your brain desperately trying to pull you into full consciousness but its efforts ineffective. You're in complete darkness, unable to tell if your eyes are open or not. It's cold, a draft slowly rising from beneath you. The surface you're on is hard, but not completely solid, feeling as if it may give away at any moment. The coarse surface creaks as frigid air flows freely between small gaps. Slowly, your senses return, and you realize your eyes were, in fact, closed. With a significant effort, they slowly peel open, but your vision is blurred. You can't make out anything more than a white stream of light pouring in from in front of you, shadows filling the rest of the space. Your body is lethargic and stiff, clearly having laid still for a long period of time. It's difficult, but you manage to bring a hand to your eyes to try to clear your vision. When you open them again, your surroundings