[4 months later ]
It's been four months since Levi and I had moved in into our new house. The one he bought was a two-story mansion.
What could go wrong with me living there?
I was now fully healed on walking. Levi had helped me practice getting up and helped me walk around the house.
(Let's just imagine that's our brand-new home)
"Levi! where's my phone?" I asked, searching the entire home for my phone.
"Did you check in the bathroom?" he asked, making his tea."Yeah, it's not in there," I replied, glancing over at the counter.
"You need to be more responsible," he responded, heading over to the couch.
"I know, I know," I sighed, running my hands through my (h/l) hair.
"I put it away," he replied, drinking his tea. "Levi, Why?" I asked, baffled at his sudden words.
I made my way over to the couch to see that his tea was halfway full.
"Can you tell me where you put it?" I asked, laying my head down on his lap.
"No," he plainly said, stroking my hair. "And why's that?" I asked, looking up at him.
"You've been very disobedient (Y/n)," Levi replied, making me get up from his lap. "Have I?" I asked, leaning my body closer to his.
I wasn't leaning closer because I wanted to. When Levi said he put my phone away, he means it's in his pockets.
"What can I do to make that up?" I purred, running my hands down his thighs.
My phone is definitely in his pocket. I know it.
"What do you think you're doing?" he asked, scolding me.
"I just want to show you how much I care about you," I replied, moving my hands towards his pocket.
"It's not in my pocket," he answered, making me sigh and lay back on the sofa. "You figured, huh?" I chuckled, drinking his leftover tea.
"Who said you could drink my tea?" he asked, looking over at me. "I did. Why?" I responded, setting the cup down.
Levi had grabbed my wrist and pulled me closer to him.
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