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There it was again. The unsettling feeling in the pit of his stomach whenever he caught a glimpse of them striding down the corridors of the main building, all happy and so focused on each other, as if there wasn't a damn thing in the world that could separate the two. And honestly, even a Titan could come barging in through the walls and their eyes would still be glued on each other.

Okay, that was a bit exaggerated. But still.

Ackerman always made it undoubtedly obvious on how deeply infatuated she was with Jaeger. Everyone knew. Her devotion to protect him. Always wanting to risk her life and recklessly putting herself in harm's way for the brat—hell, sometimes he couldn't stop himself from imagining what it would be like if she did all of that for him, and him alone. Coming to his side whenever he was injured. Stroking her fingers through his hair whenever he was having a shitty day. Or simply just bringing him a cup of tea for the hell of it. The thought of it all made his chest hurt. Ache in ways he couldn't come to terms with.

He knew that her love ran deep for the brat.

She loved Eren. It was too obvious, too predictable.

Yet, even going through all the self-denials and his constant refusals for his feelings, it was clear as day that he, Lance Corporal Levi, the man who could never be affected, was easily, doubtlessly in love with Mikasa Ackerman.

And to his disappointment, he wasn't the only person who's noticed this.

"That face doesn't suit you."

Levi glanced up from his afternoon tea, his mood souring immediately at the sight of Hanji crossing her arms and looking down at him with what seemed like, if he wasn't mistaken, pity in the depth of her eyes.

Speaking of the devil.

He gripped the cup between his hands tightly, letting out a frustrated sigh, before addressing himself to the unwelcoming company. "A lot of things don't suit me." He replied, voice harsh and cold.

Hanji just shook her head and pushed her glasses up from the bridge of her nose. "Of course not." She let out a low chuckle.

He glared at her, resuming to another sip of his tea.

Somehow, the overly eccentric woman had noticed this infatuation of his from the moment it began. How? The answer itself was still a mystery. It wasn't like he made his feelings obvious or anything like that. He always made certain that there was some sort of distance between him and Mikasa. Always. But even then, Hanji had managed to piece the clues together and before he knew it, she was silently observing him from the distance and testing his patience with her little side comments.

It was bothersome, to say the least. Considerably annoying, rather.

"They look happy together don't they?"

Levi flickered his eyes to the image ahead of him. However, after doing so, he felt the inside of his chest tightening, the blood under his skin boiling, and the feeling of his jaws clenching with such force, he swore his teeth would shatter from the harsh grounding it did.

He gave her a kiss on the cheek. A damn kiss. On. Her. Cheek. A kiss to Mikasa. In front of him.

His limit was expanding like a thin piece of rubber band. Any thoughts after that, turned bitter and hostile.

That kiss, however harmless it may have seemed, was definitely bothersome to him. Very fucking bothersome.

It seemed like Jaeger was just asking for another ass handling. And he would be more than happy to—

"You're jealous."

Snap.

This made him blink more than it should have. "What?" He turned to face her. "What the fuck are you talking about?"

Snorting, Hanji gave him a smug look. "You're jealous. It's obvious to anybody Levi."

Jealous? He wasn't jealous. Certainly not. Hell no. Why should he be jealous of them? He was anything but envious towards Jaeger.

"I don't know what you're talking about." There was nothing to be jealous about. He was right, she was wrong.

"Keep telling yourself that."

"Don't be annoying."

"Just admit it."

"Hanji." His voice turned serious in a matter of seconds. "Don't." He glared.

She just sighed and leaned her weight against the edge of the table.

Neither spoke for a minute or two. But of course, being in the company of Hanji, silence was something that could never be achieved.

"You love her." It wasn't a question. Just a direct statement.

He exhaled sharply. "I don't." But he did. He really did. And he hated himself for it.

"Could have fooled me."

And with that, Hanji disappeared from the table, leaving him all by himself in the mess hall with the two very people, which he'd rather stab himself over and over again, then to sit there and watch in his misery.

If this was jealousy, then he'd rather get himself eaten by a goddamn Titan.

Watching Ackerman being happy was one thing. But watching her being happy with somebody who wasn't him, was another thing altogether.

Realization dawned upon him. He was, in fact, jealous of the two. Though, it wasn't because of Jaeger or the fact that he held her feelings. But because of their happiness together.

That's exactly right.

It hurt like hell. More than a branding or an injury to the body. Even the sight of someone dying couldn't compare to the feeling. It was an ache that needed to be filled by another. By Mikasa. A want that would always remind him of his loneliness and his unrequited feelings.

The corners of his mouth tilted downwards. He couldn't be selfish. Not to her or Eren.

Even if he despised it with every fiber in his being, they were right for each other.

"Corporal?"

Her voice rang deeply inside his ears, causing him to jerk his head up in surprise.

Mikasa stared down at him in curiosity, her hands holding a cup of lemon-scented tea, and her cheeks blossoming a nice shade of red. She sat down on the opposite side of him, bringing the cup to her lips, before adorning a gentle smile to her face. "Do you mind?"

Ah, there was that feeling again. But this time, it was a different kind. A beautiful one that made his heart beat rapidly against his chest.

He found himself sighing in contentment and the corners of his lips lifting just slightly.

Perhaps it was okay to be selfish. Only for a moment.

"I don't." He replied, focusing his eyes on her. "I don't mind at all."

Even if she loved Eren, there was still room for him inside her heart. No matter how big or small, it was enough for him. He could settle for it. These feelings for her.

[To Be Continued..]

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