Levi was relaxing after a nice bout of cleaning, sitting on his couch and reading his most recent book purchase while enjoying the smell of cleaner and detergent waft through the apartment. He was about to take another sip of tea when an animalistic scream cut through the silence.
Levi was up in a second and sprinting to the door, throwing it open and watching the Lovels' door.
The scream sounded again and Levi wasted no time busting through the (thankfully unlocked) door, skidding to a halt on the smooth wooden floor, ready to fight—
"Fuck the Governor! Fuck him fuck him fuck him with a broom stick!"
Inez stood in front of the TV as the credits for the Walking Dead scrolled up the screen, making unintelligible noises as she paced in her living room, hair waving wildly around her face.
"Inez."
It was more of a statement. He flicked his eyes down to her legs, bare and sticking out from track shorts. He was drawn to the inner side of her muscular thighs.
He made sure to reposition his gaze when she turned around and gave him a surprised look.
"Levi? What the hell?"
"I came because I heard screaming." He motioned with a nod to the TV where the menu on her laptop was showing. "Favorite show of yours?"
"The Walking Dead? Hell yeah! You've seen it, right?"
He shook his head. Her mouth effectively fell open.
"No way. You're shitting me. Out of the four seasons, you haven't seen one episode?"
"Nope."
Inez gave a strange smile and shook her head. "Oh, Levi. How will you ever relate to your students if you don't know the latest zombie obsessions out there?"
Levi mockingly clasped on hand over his heart and swooned. "Guess I'll just have to change careers. Go into modeling, get my ass in some Calvin Klein underwear catalogues."
He was unprepared for the blush that bit her ears as she gave him an unfocused stare and then turned her face away, laughing nervously. He had to bite back a smug grin.
"What are you trying to picture it? Hang on, I can just go change into my own pair at home and strut for you."
Oh wow. He didn't know an entire face could go that red that quickly. He was suddenly very tempted to strip down to nothing and see what expressions Inez made then.
"Ha, right. That'd be a show," she bantered shakily, sitting back on her couch and eyes glued to the computer screen.
Levi wanted to grab her face and turn it up to him, forcing her to meet his eyes. He wanted to run his thumb over her lips, feel her tremor and watch those luminous eyes squeeze shut. He'd make her stick out her tongue and—
"…nna watch it with me?"
"Huh?"
He came out of his daydream to see Inez had fought down the blush and was watching him with a strange glint in her grin.
"I said, you want to watch the Walking Dead with me? I have all the episodes. I can get you addicted."
I'm already addicted. "Sure."
A strange tension filled the air. "Why don't we watch it at your place?"
"Why?" A voice in the primal part of his brain told him to shut up and let the pretty woman in shorts come sit on your couch for a few hours and he ignored it.
"Well, Julius likes to do his work in the living room. Unless you wanted to watch it on my laptop in my room?"
Yes. On your bed, sitting thigh to thigh so I can smell your hair. Oh God he was a perverted old man. "Fair point. Let's go."
As before when she was drunk, Inez studied every wall and corner like it was the most interesting exhibit in the world. She quickly hooked up her computer and he caught a glance of her desktop, a foreign air brush painting of a dove with silver and blue wings. Everywhere were files with strange names made up of numbers and weird names of mythical creatures.
He wanted to ask about them but refrained, watching as the title rolled around.
She was nearly vibrating with excitement. "Okay, let's go."
"You're getting a little too hyped up over this."
"You will understand eventually."
"O joy."
Almost five hours later Inez finally managed to take back her computer, against Levi's objections.
"Levi, we can do this tomorrow."
"But what about—"
"You'll see!"
"Just leave the laptop here!"
Inez laughed, and Levi wished he could bottle the sound. "I can send you the episode if you want. I'll get your email from Julius."
Levi breathed out. "Okay. Do that." She grinned and Levi stopped her before she got out the door. "Inez."
"Yeah?"
He leaned up against the wall. "Why did you sit through 5 episodes of that? You've seen them already, right?"
She seemed caught off guard and shuffled her feet. "Well, yeah. But it was fun watching them with you. You get really pissed at cliffhangers."
He huffed and pursued his lips. Inez laughed into her hand.
"You're so cute," she said absentmindedly. As he locked eyes with her she froze at what she just said, face going pale. "Uh, I mean…sorry? Not cute, just, you're so handsome and then you go and pull a pouty face…and…I'm sorry." She made to leave the apartment, but Levi stopped her by placing his hand against the door.
"That's the third time."
Her pupils were blown. A spark was starting to build up between them. "Third time what?"
He leaned forward, catching her scent. "Third time you've called me cute. I wouldn't mind it…" He got closer, hearing her breath hitch. "If you would let me call you cute back."
What the hell. He was already semi-hard and they weren't even touching. He let out a breath ad her lashes fluttered.
"Levi?" Her voice was like syrup and dripped down his ears to his spine, making him shiver.
"Yeah."
"Did watching the Walking Dead give you a hard on?"
His eyes opened to comical proportions and he stared at her incredulously. He couldn't stop the smile before it was plastered on, and he ducked his head to muffle his laughter.
Inez stared, entranced, as Levi held his hand over his mouth and held his side. He calmed down and replaced the fleeting smile with his usual stone mask.
He registered a pair of soft lips against his.
Inez threaded her fingers through his undercut and pulled him closer, a timid tongue licking at his lips. He was abruptly pushed away and Inez fixed him with a deer-in-the-headlights stare, embarrassment lining her features.
"I'm—I'm so—" She looked on the verge of crying. Before he could move she fled his apartment, slamming her door behind her.
Levi stood against the wall, staring at the white paint, taunting him with the image of Inez leaning against it, breathless and shaking away from him.
He slowly closed the door and sighed, bringing out his phone and dialing him.
After a few rings he picked up. "Levi?"
"Hey Erwin. I need a favor."
"Well hello to you too."
