Hey peeps! This is a new fic that would basically include drabbles revolving around Levi and Petra. There will be AUs, Canons and everything of the sort I won't be updating all the time, just whenever I have that spurt of inspiration to do a Rivetra, or any fic where I can make the coupling them, so they might not be long, or might be very long, a complete fluctuation. I might try a 50 chapter one, but it will depend on how it goes, if you know what I mean -_-

I will post the rating of each chapter, so you will all be warned before reading anything you may or may not be comfortable with. If anyone has any ideas, don't hesitate to say in a review what a good one-shot would be, I'm always open to new ideas XD

Enjoy this first little chapter

Rating: T

Unexpected Desires: Ten moments in which Levi slowly falls in love with Petra Ral.

Surprise

The first time Levi sees Petra Ral, she is part of the new recruits for the Recon Corps. Short—shorter than him, even—with cropped auburn hair and shining brown eyes, she is quite unimpressive at first glance. But her smile is infectious, her aura one that attracts people to her. She is caring, she is soft, she is generous, she is innocent, oh how innocent.

Petra Ral is a glimmering light of happiness in the dull lives of those in the Corps, and Levi finds it a waste. He wants to tell her she should leave before it is too late, because he dislikes unnecessary deaths, and he knows, feels it in his bones, that she will die on her first expedition.

But when the expedition comes and happens, he is surprised to see her fight. She is brave, filled with a fire so bright he cannot quite believe she is the one that spreads the happy virus among her comrades. And when the expedition is over, and they are back in the Walls, he sees her on her horse as they ride in the streets.

She might not be as weak as he first thought, he realizes.

Casual

In training, she is fierce. Physically, she is smaller than the others, but her determination alone is enough to overcome the difficulties of the 3DMG and even tackle down other trainees in spars. He wonders how old she is, and guesses she is around sixteen.

One day, he is sitting under the shade, overlooking the trainees during their break under the hot sun, where they still insist to continue defence training. And it is then that she plops down next to him, holding two cans of what he assumes is water. She hands him one, and after giving her a flat look, he takes it wordlessly, if not to be rude.

She is sweating, breathing heavily from practise, but the grin on her face is clear as day.

'How's your day, Captain?' she asks casually, sparing him a side glance.

He finds her much too confrontational, and has the good mind to tell her to fuck off, but he doesn't. He understands in a moment of realization that this is how she wins the hearts of those around her.

'Watching rookies train is a fucking bore,' he tells her roughly, taking in a mouthful of water.

Her left brow quirks up, humoured. 'You should teach us, we could learn a lot from you. Might keep you a little busy, don't you think?' she rests the can against her head, watching his expression.

He scoffs, putting his can down by his feet. 'Break's almost over, soldier. Go train.' He orders.

She stretches out a hand instead, 'I'm Petra. Petra Ral.'

I know, he thinks absentmindedly, and he can't remember how he ever found out her name. He stares at her hand pointedly, and when she realizes he isn't going to return the gesture, she clicks her tongue and gets to her feet, saluting him.

'As you say, Captain.' She says cheerfully, and turns to leave.

For the rest of the afternoon, he continues to watch her, and finds her to be more capable than she originally appeared.

On her third and fourth expedition, she kills six titans, and it is then that he decides he is more than impressed with Petra Ral.

Erwin Smith tells him to choose his squad only a few months afterwards, and after listing a few names, he only stares at the paper for a moment in contemplation before scribbling down her name as well.

Coffee

She is an amazing conversationalist, he notes, as she makes small talk with him the first morning she is part of his squad. They are in the kitchen, the only ones awake, and she makes him coffee. He decides he likes the taste very much, in contrast to the black plain he usually drank.

However, when she says, 'I don't mean to pry, Captain, but how old are you?' he decides promptly that she passed the line. But the look in her eye is innocent, simply curious, and makes him think again about his rude response.

'How old are you?' he asks instead.

She grins, eyebrows furrowing in amusement, 'if I say, would you?'

He nods without really thinking.

'Eighteen,' she answers, and he averts his gaze elsewhere. Still young, he thinks. Too young.

'Your turn, Captain,' she insists.

'Shut up, Ral.'

Fear

He had been afraid. Shit, he had been so afraid. He could still remember the way the Titan grabbed the wire of Petra's 3DMG, the image clear in his mind. Just the thought of what might have happened if Erd wasn't there to cut her wire of her gear makes his chest tighten in a way he knows it really shouldn't.

The night after the expedition, Petra finds him on the roof and sits down next to him, handing him a bottle like the first time they spoke. He ignores it, refusing to glance her way. He doesn't want to see her right now, when the fear of losing her is still so raw.

'Are you mad at me?' she asks softly, cocking her head to the side to stare at him,

'No.'

'Then why do you look like that?'

He doesn't respond, and she bumps against him gently. 'Hey, look at me, Captain.'

'Don't call me that,' he says suddenly. 'Not like this.'

He doesn't know why it bothers him so much. He hates the sound of the word on her tongue. He despises it, because she had somehow crawled into his heart and made a space for herself there, and it changed their relationship enough that he didn't want to hear her call him that anymore.

'Okay. Levi, will you look at me?'

He really doesn't want to, but in the end, he does, only slightly.

'I should have been more careful. I know your upset, and I'm sorry.'

'I'm not upset,' he states indignantly

'Then you're angry.'

'I'm not,' he says through gritted teeth.

She sighs, and does the one thing that catches him so off guard. She leans her head against his shoulder and sighs.

'I'll be more careful next time. I'm really sorry I worried you.'

He wants to say he wasn't worried, but his jaw is wired shut, unable to move, so he just lets it go.

Kiss

He doesn't quite understand why he does it. Maybe it is the glass of whisky he drank, or the pent up sexual tension between them all these months. Whatever it was, it had him pushing Petra up against the wall of his office late one night, kissing her in a hot fiery passion. The moment he has her shoved against the hard surface, he knows he is going to wake up the next morning and pretend it never happened. But when Petra returns the kiss, winding her arms around his neck to pull him closer and kiss him in equally wild abandon, he decides against the idea. He would like to do it more often, he thinks.

Pain

The first time they make love, he is beyond surprised that it is her first. She is an attractive woman with plenty to offer; it is only understandable that she has been intimate with a person before—unlike he who refused to participate in such activities with strangers. So when he sees her face scrunched up in pain as he enters her, he kisses her brow, squeezing her fingers encouragingly.

'Just tell me when you're ready.'

She looks up at him trustingly, eyes filled with a tender kind of love. He strokes her cheek and rests his forehead against hers. 'We'll be each other's firsts.' He says, and when the realization dawns on her, she smiles and leans forward to kiss him.

Past

'Was it hard?' she asks him one night as they lay together in his bed, completely bare. She is tracing patterns on his chest, her head tucked under his chin. He knows what she is referring to, and can't find the words to reply.

'It's okay,' she says quietly, 'if you don't want to talk about it. Everyone has a past they want to hide.'

He shifts, bringing her closer to him. 'One day.' He promises, and feels her smile against his skin.

'One day,' she repeats.

Beautiful

It is times like these that made him grit his teeth in an attempt to control his temper, and clench his fists to keep them occupied.

'What's wrong? Why do you look so stiff?' Petra asks him as they walk down the streets within Wall Sina.

'Nothing,' he answers rigidly, but his stare follows a young man who watches Petra with a knowing smile.

Neither of them is wearing their uniform, since it is their day off and Petra insisted they go for a walk in the city. But when he doesn't wear his attire, people tend to look down on him. His height isn't one of his strongest points, and proud, arrogant men like the men in Sina tended to look at Petra without reserve, unafraid of what Levi might do.

They should be afraid, he thinks, and cracks his knuckles as he glares at a man who stares at Petra, then at him, and still refuses to look away.

'Levi, relax,' Petra loosens his hand and entwined their fingers together. 'Why do you look like that? Is something wrong?'

'Nothing's wrong,' he repeats, and after giving him an odd look, she decides to let it go.

They shouldn't be staring, they should keep their eyes to themselves, is Levi's advice to men who stare at Petra like she is a noble prize. But he figures it's his fault for choosing a girlfriend as attractive as she and not be able to control his jealousy.

He glances to his side where Petra looks through the shop windows obliviously.

Why do you have to be so fucking beautiful? Is his final thought before catching a glimpse of one more pervert who is walking towards them. The last of his patience snaps, and without holding back, he lets go of Petra's hand and flings himself towards the guy. Tightening his fist, he drives it straight into the man's nose.

Expedition

'Why are you looking at me like that?' He asks, looking up from his papers to Petra who is standing in the doorway of his office. It is the night before their new expedition, and she should be asleep, getting some rest.

She bites her bottom lip. 'I've got something to say.'

'Then say it.'

Stepping inside, she closes the door behind her, and it is just them two. Petra remains silent for a moment, looking as though she is ready to say what she needed to before deciding against it.

He raises a brow. 'I don't have all day. This paperwork is needed on Erwin's desk tomorrow, before we leave.' He says impatiently.

Taking in a deep breath, Petra closes her eyes and blurts quickly, 'IthinkIampregnant.'

He opened his mouth to ask what the fuck she just said, but then it sinks in, and his pen drops to his desk in a deafening clank.

A moment of silence passes between them, and when Petra finally opens her eyes, she can't decide if the look on Levi's face expressed his happiness or his shock. Maybe both?

'You aren't going tomorrow,' is what he says, and before she can attempt to argue that she isn't even certain, he leans back in his chair adding, 'and that's fucking final.'

Ten

She misses out on a total of three expeditions during her pregnancy. After her fourth month, Levi sends her to her father's house, because it is where she is most comfortable and during her final months, that is exactly what she should be while he is away on expeditions. It doesn't make him worry any less about her, and he comes and visits whenever his time permits, which is thankfully often.

It is three days before the third expedition that he is at the Rals' house, making Petra coffee in the kitchen as she sits at the dining table. Her father is out at work, leaving them alone for the time being.

'This expedition might take a while,' he informs, setting the tea cup in front of her. She wraps her hands around it, warming them up. 'As long as you're back before two weeks. You don't want to miss out on the birth.' She smiles, tone lilting, and he bends down in front of her chair, taking one hand to squeeze it. 'That Eren brat is more trouble than he's worth. I almost don't want to go, since there's a possibility I won't be back in time.'

She sighs, leaning forward and kissing his temple. 'The baby will wait. He'll be patient enough to wait for his father.'

'It's a girl,' he tells her flatly, and she rolls her eyes. 'I'm the mother, and I say it's a boy.'

'It's a girl.' He repeats, refusing to believe anything else.

Petra grins, 'then come back in time for our baby girl.'

Levi rests a hand on her swelling stomach, remembering all the times he felt his child kick against his palm. 'I will.'

He's back in nine days. He's weary. They've lost many soldiers, and came out with little success with the Female Titan, but he's proud of himself for returning in record time. But the moment they are back at the mansion, a young soldier runs up to him, panting with flushed cheeks.

'Captain,' she says breathlessly, trying to catch her breath.

'What is it?' he couldn't care less about what she has to say, but when she speaks, his body seizes up. 'It's Petra Ral, Captain. She went into labour this morning and Commander Smith told me to alert you as soon as he heard you returned.'

Cursing under his breath, Levi gets back onto his horse, getting ready to ride into Wall Rose.

The baby isn't supposed to be due for another week.

Hours later, when he reaches the hospital she is in, and finds her room, he doesn't hesitate to open the door without knocking. He steps in without thinking, and almost regrets it.

Inside, the room is dimly lit, and Petra lies in the hospital bed. His gaze falls on her, assessing her carefully. She looks terrible. Her hair is an absolute mess, and dark bags are visible under her eyes. She looks tired, but her brown orbs are full of light, hope and happiness.

'Shhh,' she says softly, and that is when he notices the bundle of blankets in her arms. Stepping forward, he sits in the seat beside her bed. The baby, his child, is suckling on its mother's breast, eyes sealed shut.

He can't take his eyes off it, as though in a trance, and when he raises his hand, Petra takes it and rests his palm on the baby's head.

'You were right,' she whispers, 'it's a girl.'

His eyes snap up to meet hers, and he can't stop the slow smile that his lips formed into. 'I knew it.' He says, almost proudly.

He suddenly feels dirty. He's still wearing his uniform. He is covered in dirt, and his jacket is smeared with a hint of blood, so he removes it and puts it aside, not wanting to see his daughter for the first time in such things.

After a while, the child finally stops suckling, and Petra fixes her shirt before wrapping the little girl up and holding her to her chest. She sighs. 'I was thinking of naming her Patience. She obviously doesn't have the trait if she couldn't even wait for her father to come. Maybe it'll help her in the future.'

He nods in agreement. 'I'll teach the little runt a lesson when she grows up a little.' His expression changes suddenly. 'I'm sorry, Petra. I should have been faster.'

She shakes her head. 'You came on time.' And then she shuffles to the side of her bed. 'Come, let's sleep together.'

He hesitates. 'You need to rest.'

She rolls her eyes. 'I'll rest better when you're here. Let's have our first nap together, as a family.'

'I'm covered in shit.' He excuses, but he can't deny that he wants to.

'We all are. Just come here.'

After a moment, he complies, and as they lay together, with Patience between them, Levi has never felt happier. It doesn't matter that the expedition didn't go the way it was supposed to. It never had before.

'I love you Petra,' he murmurs against her hair, and can sense her smile.

'I know,' he hears her say; 'I love you, too.'

So he falls asleep with his future in his arms.

Hopefully you guys liked it, since it took forever to write. It wasn't meant to be this long, just a couple 100 words, but here is the end product at 2,900 words, and I hope you guys enjoyed it.

As you can see, I altered the end so Petra doesn't end up going on that expedition and dying, meaning the rest of the squad didn't die either, hehe

If you guys have any ideas for future chapters, drop in a word and tell me what you think

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