"Okay, you need to download this song, _," Claire, your closest friend, cheerily insisted while tapping at your phone, most likely going to your music app.

While in her grasp, your cell buzzed but you weren't paying any mind to it. On the other hand, you were more concerned about the song she was going to put on your phone; she didn't exactly have the best taste in music.

Claire smirked at the bright screen before her.

"Who's this, huh?" she giggled, and you could hear the keyboard chimes while she moved her fingers.

As you watched, not knowing exactly what was going on, Claire was replying to your texter.

"What are you doing?" you say as you try to snatch your devise from your friend.

Effortlessly, Claire moved your phone out of your reach and closer to herself.

She was still typing away and muttered a few words aloud as she put them in until she announced "send" and handed you back your phone.

Thank god, she didn't download the song, but you have something else to worry about now rather than a cruddy tune.

In your messages, you saw Levi was the most resent in your sent texts along with a previewed message filled with words you don't recall sending.

Not too long ago, Levi and you got to exchange numbers, only because you were tired of him getting coffee and thought he might prefer tea thus causing you to constantly bother him about it via cellular device. If he tries something new that he likes, he'll fall more and more in love with this place and come back constantly; that was your theory, for the most part. You've made Levi your personal project.

Anyways, back to your dilemma.

Tapping on your messages, you became quite displeased.

Levi: I'm stopping by for an hour, got a break from work. Are you still there?

Me: yeah I'm here (; i'll see u in a bit!

A lump formed in your throat.

"A winkey face, Claire?"

To say the least, you were upset with her.

Well, you see, you and Levi weren't at the "emoticon stage" just yet. You've thought about trying it out before but decided it wasn't worth it. If Levi were to send you digital faces, you assumed they would consist of -_- or l: and so on. But Claire on the other hand, thought it would be completely appropriate to jump straight to this level with a flirty face.

Your phone buzzed yet again, generating a huge knot in your stomach but before you could check it, that same familiar face appeared in the room.

This time, Levi was dressed in cozy clothing for the cold weather; a dark green knitted sweater, black skinny jeans, and worn green converse. It was an outfit that was something out of the norm for him.

"Why are you dressed li-" you started before being abruptly cut off.

"We're going to the fair." Levi stated; more or less commanded you.

To say you were taken back by that was an understatement. He was borderline taking you hostage, it's not like he was giving you a choice.

Claire gave another signature smirk before sliding out of the booth, pausing momentarily to get a good look at Levi before speaking.

"I'll leave you two be. Text me later, _."

With that said, Claire was out the door before you could even put in a word; leaving you with an awkward sent text and a man forcing you to hang out along with no help with either of the two. What a great friend to just walk out on you like that, huh.

~The Fair~

Breaths of air turned into small, crystal-white clouds as it left your nose, gooseflesh expanded across your exposed areas of skin, and cold air repetitively slammed against your icy cheeks.

Standing outside in this weather was chilling you to the bone, especially because of your clothing choice of the day.

Your attire included high wasted shorts and a thin long sleeved blouse that was tucked in your waistline. Sure you looked great, but you weren't feeling it. Nothing was very enjoyable about walking around in this temperature.

You would think Levi would give you his sweater or maybe put his arm around you but you were sure he hasn't even noticed you shivering.

Those grey eyes were too busy examining his surroundings.

Then, his eyelids lifted ever so slightly when he spotted the sugar concession stand.

There was a man peering out of one of its windows handing a caramel apple to a small little girl. She cheered and spun in a small circle when it was fully in her grip.

He took off in its direction in a split second. Levi was way ahead of you and was also in a full out sprint, leaving you behind a great distance. After a minute of walking up to the excited male, he had two caramel apples in hand, already paid for.

"Here," Levi handed you one and then began to dig in on his.

From the looks of it, he had a minor sweet tooth; his was gone in record time.

And now here you are, standing in a short line for the ferris wheel, still freezing your tail bone off. It would be safe to guess that you were numb by now but it wasn't entirely cool enough for that causing your legs, face, and any other showing skin to miserably and slowly freeze.

Even Levi seemed to be getting colder.

His arms were crossed over his chest tightly and his cheeks were turning a rosy red. It looked a little flattering; that faded shade on his cheeks. That was only a thought at the back of your head though; you didn't let it surface into your train of thoughts.

A few minutes passed before an unhappy man opened the gate before you to let you and Levi on; maybe it was a hunch but it was possible he was getting upset over the weather, too.

You took your seat first and Levi followed second.

Oddly, his small body took a seat next to you instead of across.

The rusty cart began it's journey to the top very shakily and the higher up you were, the cooler it got. It was almost unbearable.

Though, Levi was acting as as heater for you and you did not want him to move. This may have been embarrassing but it was well worth it. Heck, you wanted him closer. Well, heh, your wishes have been granted.

The warmth approached you even more until you felt his scratchy sweater rub on your shoulder and he finally snaked his arm around you. Your heart skipped a beat as his fingers gracefully rubbed across your back, settled on your shoulder and nudged you more into his presence. Warm vibes prickled where Levi touched as if your skin was trying to savor each and every bit of him.

"L-Levi," you stuttered; you didn't want to stop it, but you had no idea what to do about this.

A casual arm around the shoulder is simple but the space between your bodies is closing in and that's another thing.

You rose your head up, which was now rested against his chest, listening to his beating heart, to look at his face. As you met his sweetened, watchful eyes, you could hear a loud thump growing in his chest and crimson red made it's way to your face.

An urge sprouted in your stomach, a hot tightening feeling emerged in your chest, you clenched your fists. What was your body telling you to do?

You heard the rubbing of raspy clothing and then felt a warm thumb and index finger on your chin, tilting your head up to a more comfortable angle. His smooth skin relaxed your senses. He was so warm to the touch.

His eyes had a sparkle, maybe there was a dash of desire hidden in them. His lips were parted but you would only be able to see that if you were mere centimeters away from them. The grasped hand on your shoulder tensed up and twitched every now and then as if he was fighting some impulse from instinct.

What are you planning, Levi?

By this time, the ride was at it's climax and every building and car was in your sights for miles on end before it all faded into an indistinct line between the sky and the earth.

You turned your body more to him, admiring all of his features. The ugly sweater, the boring black jeans, and his horribly over worn shoes. For some indescribable reason, Levi was turning into your peak of interest.

There was so much more you wanted to see until all of it became a skin to skin touch. His chilled lips sunk into yours, fingertips dug into your shirt sleeve, his other hand making its way into a tangled mess in your hair. Electricity bolted into your blood stream.

His sudden pulse pushed you against the side of the carts wall harshly, evicting a sting in your back, keeping all of your senses awake. This man was short but he still towered over you, especially in this position. You had to keep your head tilted up while Levi relaxed on top of your body.

And then, all at once, you finally absorbed into the kiss; closing your eyes and letting your hands explore Levi's body.

What Levi was thinking about you was all the more wrong but his passion and starving love-

It felt right.

A wet sensation brushed against your lips like a simple knock on a door. Of course, you didn't see it that way. You've never been kissed like this before and had no idea what he was doing with your mouth. You kept your opening midway shut, earning yourself an impatient Levi.

He obtained a fist full of your hair and pulled on it just enough to make you yelp in a hushed whisper; allowing him access inside. But I guess Levi knew his ways to get what he wants.

Levi's tongue ventured in your mouth and you could taste the sweet caramel attached to him as he pressed more and more into you.

All of his efforts were so wanting.

With every short breath of air and sway on your body, Levi craved to have more of you.

The kiss was all in Levi's hands, he lead the way like he would in a tango. When there was a mouth fight for dominance, he won victoriously. If he wanted you closer, he would take your clothes in his small hands and forcefully press you on him; making your back arched by now.

You were chest to chest with him and you felt his heart racing out of his rib cage.

Red began to paint your face while you smiled against his lips (that were well enough warmed up by now).

Am I really causing his heart to act up like this?

Levi ended the kiss in a soft suck on your bottom lip before slowly pulling back, only wanting to dive in for another kiss every single second he looked at you.

Small pants cooed in the chilly air in the form of white clouds from his mouth.

Right then, the cart had made its way back to the bottom of the wheel.

Your heart pounded against your rib cage, you wouldn't be able to contain yourself if you kept looking at Levi like this.

His ruffled hair, pink flustered face, and craving eyes that begged you to kiss the hell out of him was more than you could handle.

Technology was your calling and the perfect way to casually look away from Levi's tempting eyes.

You quickly glanced at your phone so you could give yourself a moment to catch up with yourself. Once you checked it, you were hit with the realization that Levi texted you back at the cafe and you never had the time to check it.

Opening his new message, it read:

Levi: K. (: