A/N: Sequel to this. You should read that first if you want to read this, but if for some reason you don’t want to but still want to read this, just know that Levi plays piano, Petra plays violin, and they met when they performed together.
I don’t know if this makes much sense to people unfamiliar with music theory terms; I tried to explain things but idk. Like seriously, this fic ended up being almost like a theory lesson. And theory is terrible. And the structure of this is also terrible. And this is cheesy and clichéd as all hell. Oh well, you’ve been warned. More notes on this fic at the end.
Word count: like 9000-something words. this got way out of hand.
Fanfiction link here; let me know what you thought? and if this made sense, seriously.
Levi’s not sure how she wormed her way into his life.
He’s always been a bit of a loner: people who know him for his playing admire him from afar, then recoil and stay away once they really get to know him—him, not his music. He knows perfectly well he is generally a rude person, someone who can’t keep his mouth shut when he should, someone whose sense of humor leaves most people blinking awkwardly as they try to think up proper responses to his shitty jokes.
Levi knows himself very well, knows that he is not a friendly or nice person, but the world disgusts him enough that he can’t bring himself to care. Hanji understands and is able to deal with him, Erwin for some strange reason likes to spend time with him, and he has his Steinway grand piano and fast Internet on his computer, and that is enough.
He doesn’t know how Petra got into the picture.