Misunderstandings - LevixAssassin!Reader {Ch.39}

“Levi, carry her.” He nodded as he scooped Lucy’s body into his arms; you stood up on shaky knees as the raven looked over to you slightly as you exited the wreckage. You brought a hand to your eyes as the light of day hurt slightly, your vision blurred as the crowd parted and Erwin walked towards the two of you with Hanji and Mike.

“What were you two thinking?” He asked sternly, but Levi ignored him and shoved Lucy into Hanji’s arms, giving him just enough time to catch you as your knees gave in.

“Hanji, tend to them.” You wheezed as you hung on to consciousness. You pushed Levi away as you folded your arms.

“I’m fine, anyway, I was the only one that did something while my friend was dying! This lot were just gawking at it like a fireworks show!” You yelled as you stumbled away from them; Erwin grabbed your arm before you fell again.

“You know her?” He asked, you had a feeling he was getting at something so you shook him off.

“I have things to do…” You pushed out the crowd as you straightened your charred uniform, Erwin called after you as you rubbed the smudge of ash from your face, ignoring him. You knew he and Mike were behind you so you turned around sighing.

“What?” You huffed; people looked around at all the commotion as the fire was finally dowsed to a mere sinter.

“Are you ok? You’ve been on edge ever since we came back.” He asked, you didn’t even reply as you turned on your heel sharply and left. When you walked into the bar Finnian was waiting for you, instantly hugging you.

“What happened?” He asked as his voice echoed around the empty room, he took your jacket and checked it over.

“Lucy’s shop caught fire…no, someone set fire to her shop. And I jumped in to save her.” Finnian looked at you wide eyed as you both sat at a table to talk it over. Finnian was like a father to you, always there when you were a kid, caring when you were sick, everything, even when you got into fights with the local gangs.

“How? Who...!” He did a double take as he realized, looking at you, you nodded sadly.

“That….guy yesterday?” You nodded again as he suddenly grabbed your hands, he looked like he was on the brink of tears.

“Never do anything so reckless….ok?” His voice hitched slightly as you chuckled, he could be such a worry wart sometimes.

“I’ll be fine.” You reached over and patted him on the head, wiping his eyes on his sleeve he smiled weakly.

“I worry too much, I know but please be careful.” You both laughed in the silence, you don’t know what you’d do without this man.
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{Five Years Ago}

Tears streamed down your face as you limped down the street, it was dark and cold as gangs hung in dead end alleys and stray dogs whimpered by dim street lamps.

“Mother…..why?” You hicced as you stared at your blood covered hands and brought them to your matted H/C locks, the tears wouldn’t stop, the memory of what had happened hours ago burned into your mind, you don’t know why you ran, but you did. For hours you ran till you had no strength, strange people followed you and you ran from police, to scared of what might happen if you trusted them, maybe you thought you could catch up with the man that killed your dear mother, that was probably why you carried a kitchen knife. Suddenly you bumped into someone, your eyes widened in fear as you looked up.

“Huh?” It was a man, a bartender perhaps. He had thick blond hair in a messy cut and green eyes; you teared up even more as you cried loudly.

“P-please don’t….h-hurt me!” You wept as the man kneeled down a confused look on his face.

“Hey, hey, hey.” His voice was soothing and that made you calm down slightly, putting out his cigarette on the wall.

“What happened?” He asked as you wiped your tears on your bloodied clothes.

“Mum was….was….” He suddenly hugged you as you cried more, he shushed you as you hugged the man, you didn’t know who he was but unlike the others you felt something, something in
your senses, your mind, and your heart.  

“Those damn gangs…” He muttered as he suddenly picked you up, scaring you, you whimpered slightly as he slowed down.

“Ah, sorry, sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.” You shook your head as he was about to put you back down, stopping him.

“Do you have anyone to go to?” He asked as you shook your head, he walked around the back of the bar as your eyes lit up at the sight; friends were drinking and eating, having fun and sitting in chairs.
“Well I own this joint, would you well…I know it’s weird I mean,” He looked down at his watch as he held you.

“It hasn’t even been five minutes but, would you like to stay here?” You looked up at him, somewhat shocked. ‘How could he be so kind?’ He wasn’t like everyone else you’d come across so far. You nodded as he smiled.
“Well welcome to my home er…..”

“____.” Your voice was barely above a whisper.

”Welcome ____, my name’s Finnian.” You’d never felt so close to someone you’d just met before, and unknown to you, this connection would be stronger than any other.