A Goddess' Champion - AU!Levi x Reader

The accident had been over nine years ago, but no moment of that day had faded from his mind.

You were only teenagers then, young and foolish and ignorant to worldly struggles. Levi had been working late that night, and when he got home all he wanted to do was collapse on his bed and fall asleep. It was much to his shock and dismay, however, when the hospital called to inform him that you had been in critical condition after being involved in a car crash.

He swore that he never ran faster in his life. He would’ve crawled through blood and fire to get to you – he had to see you, he had to know that you were okay. The thought that you were anything less pained him in more ways than you could imagine.

He remembered when the doctor had told you you’d never walk again, and the way your face contorted into one of distress.

“You should leave me,” you’d said, as he squeezed your hand. “I’ll understand if you do.”

“Never, I love you. No matter what.” He released you and bent down to your legs to lay kisses down their length. He meant what he said. You were perfect to him, you would always be perfect. He would sooner cut off his own limbs than leave you. You meant more to him than he meant to himself.

He remembered when you fell into a deep depression, your dreams of becoming an ice skater – something you strived so hard to achieve – all of it flushed down the drain. Those fantasies you thought up when you were a young child of being a princess, adorned in the finest of gowns as you skated across the vast sea of ice, would never become a reality.

You cried, night after night by yourself in the bathroom. You had both reached your lowest points when Levi found you on the tiled floor, unconscious and ill from all the drugs you had taken. You hated yourself – loathed everything you were – you were useless, and so you wished to die.

The only thing that saved you that night was him. He stuck his fingers down your throat and forced you to vomit out the pills you had swallowed. He held you as you sobbed into his shoulder, and for once he didn’t care about the filth that surrounded you. He shed his tears with you.

He remembered vowing to live for both of you, to carry out all the hopes and dreams you could no longer accomplish, even if he had abandoned his own to do so. He trained every day until his feet bled in hopes that he would become a skater, all the while working at his job to give you the financial support you needed.

He remembered when he first skated for you, it was the first time he saw you smile in years, and it filled him with a warmth he had long since forgotten. “That was amazing, Levi!” you applauded. “You’re better than most skaters I’ve watched!” You kissed him that night with a passion and love that you, until then, had no strength to give. Your old self had begun to shine through the cracks of the damaged shell that weighed you down. It had become clear to you then; Levi was your champion, and you his goddess.

So when he stood there, proudly adorning his Olympic gold medal as interviewers asked, “What is your motivation?” he remembered you, and the hellish nightmare you had to fight through to get to this point.

His eyes scanned the crowd to see you cheering him on, with a smile brighter than the sun itself. You were his biggest fan, his biggest supporter, his biggest reason for carrying on. He would remember what he thought as he watched you, that he would forever carry you to what ends you couldn’t meet.

Because you were his goddess, and he was your champion.