"Hold on, Y/n look at me." He said, shifting his focus on you. You paused and gazed up into his eyes. His face was serious.
"What is it?" You started to feel butterflies in your stomach again.
Levi stared at you intently before lifting his hand to your cheek.
Is he? Is he going to kiss me? 
Your mind was literally freaking out until Levi broke the pressure by stating, "You've got dirt on your face." And wiped his thumb across your cheek.
You almost wanted to laugh at yourself for getting all worked up over nothing. 
"I guess I can trust you to keep me clean." You chuckled.
"As long as you don't dirty yourself too much."
"Such high standards."
The two of you let out a laugh, but beneath your playful banter rested an underlying tension. You kept glancing at his lips every time he spoke. You wanted to feel them one last time.
He'd even caught you, "What are you looking at?" He asked, genuinely confused.
Your eyes had been staring at his mouth. Levi, once again, couldn't make the obvious connection that you were into him.
"I've got shit on my face or something?" 
You chuckled behind your hands, "No there's nothing on your face."
"Oh, then what were you looking at?" He replied, almost self conscious.
"... Your lips."
Levi furrowed his brows, "Um... why?"
He's oblivious...
"I-... Well... I was thinking about... our kiss from earlier."
It finally clicked in his head as to why you were staring. He felt dumb for being so clueless but then again, Levi just wasn't used to dealing with women like this.
"Did you like it atleast?" He said bluntly, his eyes glued to the task at hand. He knew that if he met your gaze that his heart would start its incessant pounding again.
"Yeah... I did..." 
He could feel you studying him.
"Did you?" You asked, a hint of insecurity in your voice.
Levi paused his movements, "I loved it." He replied.
You drew your head back in surprise, you were expecting him to say something harsh—or that he just didn't enjoy it. You were ready for anything, but that.
Levi finally peeled his eyes away from the ground and met you. "Why do you look so shocked?" He chuckled.
"I thought you were gonna say something brash. I was preparing myself."
"You must think I'm an asshole."
"Asshole isn't the right word, just... rough around the edges." 
Levi laughed to himself, "I'll take that."
Your eyes lingered on his little grin. The way his eyes would crinkle when he laughed, his voice... 
Levi caught your gaze once again. "Do I actually have something on my face this time?" He said, wiping his cheek.
His pure lack of awareness of his own good looks made you giggle. It was like he couldn't comprehend that someone would just look at him out of allurement. 
You decided to play along...
"Yeah there's soil all over your cheeks, it's on your forehead too." You said, a dash of drama in your tone.