French [Levi x Reader High School AU]

It was weird that you could have full conversation based on topics ranging from the technological impact on human society to whether or not tomato was a fruit but still blush at the little things they did. Maybe they glanced at you from across the room. Or maybe it was an accidental brush of the hand. Whatever it may be it sent your face flaring up like a forest fire. Levi was always a very observant person, so, the chances that he didn't notice were rather slim.

However, the universe hates you and so it didn't stop there. For science, you were his lab partner. So obviously the little things to made your face burn were bound to happen multiple times.

Today, you had science class. You huffed as you took your seat next to him determined to keep any read from dawning onto your cheeks like the morning sun.

He glanced at you, “Well, aren't we excited today,” he said in his usual, monotonous and low voice.

“Well, y’know, science class. Who isn't excited?” you reply flatly as you pull your [h/c] hair back. The teacher came up and droned on about today’s experiment and how it works etc. etc..

When you went to grab the goggles after the ten minutes of half paying attention to the teacher, your hand brushed against Levi’s and you automatically bit the inside of your cheek as you felt heat rising towards it.

As you were holding the beaker with the blue liquid Hanji decided it would be a good time to bump into you. You yelped as the not at all acidic, but slightly disgusting mix splattered on your arm.

“Hanji,” growled Levi.

“Oops,” she laughed, “Sorry, [name], here let me-”

“You've done enough, four-eyes.”

He pulled you aside and started cleaning off your arm for you with paper towels and soap.

“Levi, you really don’t have to.”

He didn't respond. A silence soon ensued as he rinsed your arm through for the thousandth time (or so it seemed).

“Tu est trés belle,” he said. (You are very pretty.)

“You speak French?” you said, a little surprised. Not just because Levi spoke French but because he kept his stoic mask on while he said this.

“Yes,” he said flatly.

You smiled at him, “Tu est trés gentil alors même que tu est un peu grossier,” you responded. (You are very nice even though you are a little rude).

His eyes widened slightly, “Mais tu est trop belle pour moi et je t'aime beaucoup.” (But you are too pretty for me and I like you a lot)

“Mais pourquoi tu ne m'embrasserais pas” (But why don’t you kiss me?)

“J'aimerai .Mais quand le cour sera terminée.” (I want to. But after the class is over)

“D’accord.” (OK) You reply, hoping he didn't see the crimson forming on your cheeks.