teamhoran

When you called him into the living room, Levi had no idea just what he was in for. Maybe if he did he would’ve been more prepared for what you would say to him, not that he’d ever find out now. You sat on the couch, your hands in your lap as you twiddled your thumbs and nervously shifted in your spot. Levi simply waited for you to finally work up the backbone to say whatever it was you were about to say. If he were being completely honest, though, your silence was bugging the ever-living shit out of him. “Umm… So, Levi…” you mumbled, not even looking him in the face. “Uh, so… there’s so