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Levi Crawford

"And would it have been worth it, after all."

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a character in “The Humanly”, as played by Andrea Rose

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"Nobody Loves Me Like You - Low Roar ║ 'Not Yet" - The Front Bottoms ║ "Pothole" - Modern Baseball ║ "Hum" - Tiger's Jaw ║ "Medicine" - Daughter





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║ Name ║
Levi Michael Crawford

║Nickname/Alias║
It's just Levi, really. Some people like to call him LC but it's not a very popular nickname.

║Codename║
Machinist

║Age║
19

║Gender║
Male

║Sexuality║
Homosexual

║Citizen's Code║
#56613548

║Role in Roleplay║
the Machinist




Image║Piercings║
Levi loves getting piercings, and hides his industrial, and cartilage piercing, under his mop of hair. He also has another part of his body pierced but that can't be brought up in just any conversation.

║Tattoos║
Despite his love of piercings, he doesn't have any tattoos. He just hasn't found one good enough to ink on his body.

║Scars and Birthmarks║
He walks with a limp because of fire when he was younger permanently damaged his right leg, leaving large burn scars.



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║ Personality║
Curious | Impulsive | Clever | Devious | Independent

How to describe Levi Crawford. Well, for starters, he's been gifted academically since a very young age. He was always curious about how things worked and finding answers to his questions. He loved when he would answer something correctly, or figure out a complicated problem or object. Everything about the world fascinated him, even now his curiosity gets the better of him constantly. That ultimate drive of curiosity does tend to lead him also to impulsivity. He doesn't think long on decisions, even complicated ones. He doesn't like it when a decision is made for him, no matter if he would have made the wrong decision or not. Sometimes he likes to make the wrong decisions to figure out what he can learn from the situation, and sometimes he makes the wrong decision so that he can see the output. And sometimes, it's fun to be bad and make the wrong decision.

Levi was born to cause trouble, he knew it. Being devious and planning pranks, getting into fights, and learning how to push people's buttons was just as fun as experimentation and academic learning. It wouldn't be as bad if he knew the limits, but he was always learning, so he often pushed the limits and got into a lot of trouble. But he does understand that actions do come with consequences, good and bad, so punishments are never a surprise. What triumphs over deviousness and curiosity is his desire for independence. He always felt like he knew what was right and what was wrong, and most of the time, he was right. He craves independence and the ability to do whatever he wants to do. He considers himself a responsible person when he has to be, and a financially responsible one at that. He dreams of adventure and exploration, but that comes at a cost. So, he knows how to take care of himself and save for the future.

Levi considers himself an underdog. As a child, he was constantly bullied for his love of education, and then, whenhe started to cause a lot of trouble, the kids started liking him for his witty remarks and funny pranks. He always respected his teachers, and when they started to discredit his knowledge because of his deviancy, he lashed out more because it hurt so bad. He went from an underdog with his classmates to the class clown deviant, which made him an underdog to the teachers.

That's what made him join the Humanly as an ally. To help the underdogs.


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║Zodiac Sign║
Gemini

║Likes║
•laying out on the beach •any type of swimming anywhere •freshly brewed tea •underage drinking (especially vodka) •getting into fights •causing trouble •going on walks at night •helping the Humanly •playing soccer •exploring and travelling •living off of nature •technology •figuring out a hard problem or complicated machine •testing an experiment •being useful and irreplaceable •having quiet time •very cold weather •hot chocolate •cats •taller, burlier men •forehead kisses •cuddling by a fire •cooking •going to the farmer's market with Molly •building anything •trying new things •training with the Humanly •partying •clubbing •having a good time •bonfires •snow •roasting marshmallows and making s'mores

║Dislikes║
•not being productive •being tested/experimented on •talking things out •being the straight edge •when the Humanly don't need him •staying in one place for too long •hand writing anything •big dogs •cigarette smoking •sex in general is still a touchy subject •being overpowered, even in a playful way •the government facility •not being respected •when Molly is mad at him •sleeping too much •going to bed early •wasting time

║Dreams║
If it were ever possible, he dreams of having superpowers like the Humanly. But, a more realistic dream, he dreams of gaining full rights for the Humanly, and having their complete trust. Molly looks to him for strategical guidance, but he wants to be there for personal, financial, and romantic advice. He looks up to her and respects her, so he wants to be her friend too.

║Fears║
He fears that Molly will find out what he did and kick him out of the Humanly, maybe even hurt or kill him. He also fears that his father will find out where he's been since the incident in the house and force him to work on The Mutant Project. Worst of all, he's afraid he'll never find someone that truly loves him for who he is, and dying alone.

║Secret║
When he was fifteen, his father took him to an abandoned house out in the woods, and forced him to kill a Humanly, to see if he would be able to join The Mutant Project as a scientist. Scientists have to be able to kill a Humanly if necessary. He also visits the facility regularly and sneaks out one of the boys because the facility is all he's ever known.

║Pets║
He has a ragdoll cat named Caesar.

║Occupation║
He works at a local antique shop, where he fixes technology that anyone brings in. Ironic, really.


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║Family║
Mother: Mary Martha Young Crawford
Father: Peter Matthew Crawford
Older Sister: Abigail Rebecca Crawford
Older Sister: Hannah Crawford Mitchell
Older Sister: Bethany Angela Crawford


║History║
His parents met at church. Peter was a devout pastor's son and Mary Martha sung in the choir every Sunday. They dreamed of opening a church together and teaching their kids in God's house. They were the perfect Christian couple. Until one day, a couple of weeks after Peter proposed, a superpowered person killed Mary Martha's parents. Suddenly, their life spiraled, as well as their wedding. Mary Martha's brother Elijah would have to walk her down the aisle and dance with her during the father daughter dance. Peter started questioning his faith and started drinking. Mary Martha was three months pregnant when the wedding finally rolled around, and Peter was too drunk to remember anything after the ceremony.

When Abigail was born, things started to get worse. Peter's drinking turned him aggressive, and the crying baby only angered him. Mary Martha returned to the church and Peter got a better job to mask their broken home. She learned how to hide bruises with modest clothing and foundation. Peter stopped hitting her while she was pregnant, so she started to get pregnant as much as possible. Abigail was five when Hannah came, Hannah was three when Bethany came, and Bethany was seven when their first boy, Levi, came into the world. Having a son changed Peter, because now he had someone he could be a bit tougher on and release his anger. Levi was taught from young age that he had to be tough and manly or face the consequences. When he failed at football and baseball, missing balls and getting tackled, his father hit him. Even getting extraordinary grades couldn't surmount his failing athletics. Then he found soccer. The running and leg work came easy to him, and soon enough, he was the star of his recreation team. The hitting became farther and farther in between, and his father had someone to be proud in. No matter how well Abigail was at singing, or Hannah at gymnastics, or Bethany at basketball, they came second to their younger brother.

Then the trouble-making started around sixth grade. When Levi realized that sports made people like him and not bully him, he started to experiment with what made people like him. One of those things was goofing off. Making jokes at the teacher's expense and pulling pranks were the starting point. He didn't think it would affect his home life. But the first call home, and the first hit since third grade, allowed Levi to test one more experiment; fighting his father. It started with talking back, then he caused trouble just to get his father mad. It was a thrill, seeing him puff up all red and scream.

In eighth grade, he learned how to fight. He was the nightmare of his teachers, and that really bummed him out, but there was nothing like coming home to see his angry dad. In ninth grade, he learned about skipping class and smoking pot. That was the year he realized he's gay. He'd had girlfriends in middle school, but in high school, a male junior took him under his wing, and during one of their days when they skipped class, he kissed Levi and then, in the heat of the moment, started making out. Levi came out in school sophomore year, with his senior boyfriend showing him off like a diamond ring.

His family, except for Bethany, was none the wiser, and his dad trusted him enough to do something special with him. They went out to an abandoned house, where a woman was tied to a chair. His father demanded that he kill the woman, calling her a freak of nature for her super-powered abilities. Levi had heard about superpowers before, but had never met anyone with any.

Levi couldn't do it, so his father wrapped his hand around Levi's hand holding the gun and made him shoot. That was the last time Levi did anything with his father ever again.

The trouble-making got so mad that there was the prospect of Levi being expelled in the first semester of junior year. He decided to live with his boyfriend for a few days, and that's when his life hit the lowest point. The two were just hanging out, making out like they usually do, when his boyfriend wanted to take it to the next level and take Levi's virginity. Levi wasn't ready, and they stopped. But in the middle of the night, Levi awoke with his boyfriend on top of him without any pants. Levi's boyfriend raped him and then slept in the same bed like he hadn't just defiled Levi. The trouble-making stopped for a while, as well Levi's motivation to do... anything. Sure, he kept up his grades, but not with his usual enthusiasm. His ingrained instinct to be manly was denying him the ability to speak about what had happened to him, and he solved that by smoking more pot and drinking more. He was enthusiastic, but not like he usually was. It was ethnusiasm forced by intoxication, almost a perversion of happiness.

He got help his senior year, when he came to school drunk and passed out. He was taking to rehab to come clean about his underage drinking and smoking, and he even told someone about what happened between him and his ex-boyfriend. This is where he met of the Humanly, a man who volunteered at the rehab center because of his power: pain transferal. He introduced Levi to the world of superpowers and the Humanly, and the discrimination they battled everyday. Levi vowed then to work against his father and help the Humanly as much as he possibly can, even if that means hurting or even killing his father someday.

After graduating high school as salutatorian, he takes classes at community college because he pays rent to stay with the guy he met at rehab and that doesn't leave money for university. Plus, he can stay in D. C. and help the Humanly whenever he can. He hasn't had the courage to have sex yet, but he has gone on a few dates, and has a crush on a boy he met at the government facility. He hasn't told any Humanly that he's found a way to sneak in and out of the facility because he doesn't know how they'll handle it.

║Misc║
Levi is fluent in Spanish and French


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So begins...

Levi Crawford's Story

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”See you tomorrow?”

”Yeah Spence. See ya.” Enoch answered distractedly, shoving paperwork inside his top drawer before practically dragging himself to the elevator. There had been some problems with the printing for the next day, and of course Enoch was the one they called to solve it. He didn’t mind doing it, but hadn’t been able to get to headquarters all day.

The night air was cool outside, and Enoch took a deep breath. Checking his watch, he figured there was still time to drop by and train, even if there was no one there. It was Barbie’s working night, so it would probably be empty, and he could even put on some music. He smiled at that idea and started walking towards the car. You know what else could relax you?, he though, but quickly shook the idea. He had a pack of smokes in the glove compartment, but had already smoked twice today.

It started raining a little before he could get in and turn the key. The drops taped on the glass, the car smelled like warm leather and Ella Fitzgerald sang quietly from the stereo. This was going to be a good night.

From the Journal, it was about a 15 minute ride to HQ, which was right next to Enoch’s place, so he parked in his own garage and went upstairs to get some fresh training clothes. A white tank, sweatpants and running shoes, which he put on, then headed to the neighboring parking garage. As discrete as he was, it would still seem a bit unusual if anyone was in the streets; the tall man walking alone into a parking garage through the "exit only" passage, past mid-night, carrying nothing but a change of clothes. But he had to be somewhere. After he was in, Enoch headed to the elevator which was further away from the entrance. It seemed like a service elevator, larger and older than the other two, and a small sign on the wall next to it stated STAFF ONLY. The red light turned on as he pressed the button and waited for it to arrive.

Once inside, he stared a bit tiredly at the buttons. One of them had a small bell drawn on it, signalizing an alarm. It’s not gonna be very useful to train today, really. But I need some fun for once, he though as he carefully removed said button. Under it, there was another one, a smaller, black button, which he pushed. Immediately, part of the chromed surface of the elevator slid, revealing a square surface, gleaming with a white light. Enoch placed his hand on the detector, and after a few seconds, the light turned blue. He proceeded to push the button with the “-2” symbol on it and lowered him self until his face was immediately in front of the detector while elevator moved. It stopped, and the small part of the elevator slid further, revealing another button, a blue one, right next to where his face was. With a slight squint, he pressed that one too, causing a the blue light to extend into a triangle shaped beam. This was the worse part. The light reached his right eye, the base of the beam adjusting to the size of it. It didn’t hurt, but it was a foreign feeling.
The elevator doors opened with a loud thud and Enoch sighted in relief, the more open space the better. As he walked out, a familiar voice - that never failed to surprise him - echoed through the room.

Citizen 73149901. Hello, Biohazard, and welcome! Have a good night

It was Levi’s voice. The intonation was a bit different in all of the personalized bits, and he sounded cheerful, almost excited. Enoch felt a cold sensation run through his arms and legs, making the hairs on the back of his neck stand up and bringing a bright, tender smile to his face.

”Thanks, kid. It’s nice that you’re around.” He said quietly, and hoping he was.

The second underground floor consisted in less, but larger rooms then the other levels, located on both sides of a extensive and wide corridor. Most of them had large acrylic walls, so you could see the inside as soon as you entered this floor. Enoch walked slowly, the lights turning on automatically as he passed, until he reached the physical training room. It was divided in several stations for different kinds of training, with different equipment, including a ring, workout equipment, etc. Enoch always stuck to the mid section, where all the boxing equipment was. Since no one was around and, at that time of night, it was basically impossible for anyone to be anytime soon, he changed into his workout clothes right there, leaving his white shirt, sweater and slacks, which were now a bit humid from the rain, on a corner on the floor. Although cold, it felt good to be a little more free and comfortable, which lead him to also remove his shoes and lazily stretch his body. Barefooted and once warmed up, he approached one of the five blue leather punching bags close to the wall and started punching, first lightly, but stronger with each hit.

While Enoch had serious issues with powers that had a large range of capacity, he was practically unbeatable on physical combat. Not only this is how his powers worked best, his fighting skills were also amazing. He was never especially strong or coordinated, no; but he was fast, and unpredictable. As he skillfully worked his way around the bag, his feet rapidly leaving and touching the floor, the object didn’t seem to move even the slightest. Anyone could tell, by the look in his eyes, by the sweat traveling down his forehead, by the tenseness on his back he was extremely concentrated.

After little less than two hours, he laughed out, threw a sloppy final punch that made the bag swing wildly, and fell to the floor, sweaty, giggling, exhausted. ”You always leave half of your legs unprotected, y’know? If I could kick, you’d be screwed” He remember Spencer telling him when he was younger. He closed his eyes and concentrated on his legs. They were sore, warm, and hopelessly unprotected. Somethings never change. Do I really have to get up?, he thought, running his hands through his wet hair, pulling it away from his face.

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ImageAs regular humans go, Levi only as a few he can call friends.

Caroline Dunn, a curly-haired waitress who had a superpowered brother that was kidnapped, and Jordan Ringley, Caroline's sassy girlfriend who owns the antique shop Levi works at and a superpowered person that had her powers taken from a government experiment.

No, not all of Levi's human friends are related to superpowered people.

But the best of them are.

Tonight is supposed to be a night off from the Humanly and the world of super powers and trying to save the world. Tonight, Levi is just Levi, hanging out with a few friends. Jordan and Caroline invited him and a couple of their friends for some quality hanging-out time, which Levi hasn't had since... well, since Lacey was kidnapped.

"Jordan, you know I don't drink anymore." Levi scoffs at his friend, trying to deny the tempting shot glass in front of him. One of their friends is a well-known bartender around D. C. and is showing off his skills with alcohol. And as much as Levi is supposed to stay away from alcohol, due to family and personal alcoholism, he downs the shot without too much protesting. "See Levi, this is the problem with you. You say you don't drink anymore, but when I give you a kickass drink- thank you Ricky, by the way- you take it." Jordan teases the younger boy, ruffling his hair and replacing the empty shot glass with his favorite beer.

Jordan isn't just his boss, but a high school drinking buddy. They've known each other for years, and she knows his alcohol choices more than anything else about him. "Okay, but this is it! I don't even live around here and I need to drive home." Levi is strict with his words, but not with his mouth.

The beer is definitely not the last drop of alcohol to grace his lips.

Bartender Guy proposes a few drinking games, and Jordan continually calls Levi a wuss until he joins in. "Come on, Lele!" Jordan whines using her favorite nickname, "even Caroline the prude is playing." Caroline gasps, turning to her girlfriend with an angry gaze, but Jordan kisses her anger away until all ten of the guests are at the table.

"I'm not sure if you want me playing, Jordy, you know how much of a badass I am at drinking games." Levi challenges the black-haired woman, sitting across from her with a devious glare in his eyes, and a bit of beer goggles. "Okay, this is like Never Have I Ever, but instead of ten fingers, we're just going to keep going until someone's smashed. Preferably Caroline." Jordan laughs, getting another glare from her curly-haired girlfriend. Contrary to that belief, it wasn't Caroline, though she was close. It was Levi. Levi is a giggly, drunken mess by the end of their game, taking shots for every experience he'd missed out on. Some people may think that Levi's done everything and everyone, but in reality, he hasn't had any kind of intimacy since his junior year of high school and he spent most of his days drinking and getting high at home. He didn't really do much, quite honestly.

Jordan seems to realize a little too late that Levi really didn't need to get drunk tonight. "Hey, Lele, baby, look at me," the drunken man, looking more like a kid in his state, has a hard time concentrating both of his eyes on Jordan, "can I give you a ride somewhere? Your apartment or something?" Jordan isn't exactly the most sober, the bartender is the most sober out of all of them, but even he's a little buzzed.

"Don't you worry... your pretty little head, Jordy. I can walk with my own two feet." Levi giggles, patting her cheek then making an effort to get out of the seat he's been in for an hour now. It doesn't go that well. He pushes away any form of help, laughing at his own expense, and manages to walk over to the door without much swaying or wobbling. Caroline and Jordan look at him with worry in their drunken eyes. "I am a slightly drunk... incredibly drunk man who is going to take a walk, and there's nothing you two cheeky things can do about it." Levi opens the door and walks out, shutting it with his body weight. He sits there for a second, thinking slowly about where he can go, and realizes that the Humanly headquarters is like, a block away.

That's a lot of walking, he thinks to himself as he sets out on his mission to make it there. One foot in front of the other, that's all he has to do, until he makes it there.

"Lele, just stay here for the night!" Jordan calls out, watching Levi drunkenly stagger down the sidewalk towards an unknown location.

ImageUpon reaching Humanly HQ, he wanders through the empty ground floor of the parking garage until he can remember where exactly he's supposed to go. The elevator, right.

Levi pounds on the door without noticing the blinking lights that would let him in if he pressed them. "Hello? Anyone? This door doesn't have a handle! How am I supposed to get in?" Levi sounds ridiculous, but hey, he's drunk, he can't help it. He slides down the elevator door, slumping against it. This would be a nice place to sleep. Sleeping is nice, Levi thinks dreamily. He is half-asleep when the door slides open, leaving him to fall on his back and halfway in the elevator room onto a certain young man's feet.

"Wha? Oh, Enoch! Hey man, what's happenin'?" Levi giggles, picking himself up off the floor with a dangerous swaying to his body. Levi falls onto Enoch, letting him catch his body weight. Enoch smells so nice, and his shirt is so soft, it makes Levi sleepy again.

Yeah, sleep would be good.



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Enoch laid there for about ten more minutes until he could steady his breath and started to feel cold. He had woken up late, but still he felt exhausted, and a shower was the only thing on his mind right now. Maybe I’m getting sick or something he thought, trying to figure why so little exercise had left him this way. But he also felt a certain satisfaction. Picking up his clothes from the ground, he dressed his white shirt on top of the tank, unbuttoned, and put shoes back on his feet before leaving the room. His cellphone was still on the front pocket of his slacks, so he checked the time. It was just before three in the morning; he had completely lost track of time.

As he left the room, the lights behind him slowly started to deem, the floor turning darker as he approached the elevator, until the only light on was the one on the elevator room. He reached his hand to press the button, but before he could, he heard a loud sound coming from the inside. His heart skipped a beat. Someone was pounding hard on the door from the inside. A muffled voice also echoed inside, but Enoch couldn’t understand what it was saying. Carefully, he approached the door. Who could this be? At this time of night, someone who knew how to get there but couldn’t open the doors… Enoch was tired, alone, an unarmed, but something told him it didn’t matter, that he, particularly, was under no risk. The noises stopped. He pressed the button.

The doors opened and a dark figure landed on the ground, by his feet, with a loud thud. At first, Enoch was surprised and took one step back to maintain stability, but as soon as he heard the groggy “Wha” that left Levi’s lips, he let out a half relived, half confused sigh.

“Shit, you scared m—“ Levi crashed into Enoch’s body before he could finish. Damn. Enoch struggled to get him in a position where he could properly hold him, carefully placing Levi’s head on his shoulder. When he giggles, Enoch can feel his warm breath again his neck. And oh Lord, what a breath. However concerned, he couldn’t help but laugh a bit. “God Levi, you smell like a sewer. Or my uncle Bart.”

But Levi wasn’t listening to him; his eyes were closed and he was drooling a bit on Enoch’s shoulder. Without seeing any possible reason why Levi would have anything to do at HQ, this late, and this drunk, Enoch held him a bit tighter and slowly backed him up back in the elevator and pressed ground floor. His sweater fell to the ground, but he decided to leave it there. He could get it tomorrow.

Enoch laid Levi against the elevator wall and held his arms while staring at him for a minute. He wasn’t sure wether to scold him about drinking again or to laugh about it. After all, he was basically laughing in his sleep - or whatever that noise he was making was. But he decided they could talk tomorrow; tonight, he was just happy he was ok and with him. Well, kinda.

“Levi man, wake up. Don’t fall asleep, okay? Talk to me. Why on earth did’ya come here?” The elevator dinged signalizing they had arrived, so Enoch put Levi’s right arm around his shoulder and basically dragged him out. The only thing harder than carrying around someone on the verge of passing out is carrying someone who is equally wasted and walks with a limp. Just as they left the parking garage, Enoch realized he had left his car home and, well, he was sure Levi did not drive there. With a loud dissatisfied sigh, he slowly started to make his way to his place, which didn’t seem that close with sore limbs and all the extra weight. “My place is right there, so we’re gonna go there, ok? Now, tell me about your night out. Apparently you had an awesome time.”

It took them about 15 minutes to get to Enoch apartment, but they eventually did it. He lived on this really tiny two story house that had a kitchen, two bedrooms, one bathroom and the living room, which was all he really needed. As they walked in and turned on the light, tripping over each other, a loud screeching was heard and Enoch felt a set of tiny, yet sharp claws scratching his calves. Thank God he wasn’t wearing shorts.

“Sorry mate” he apologized to the strangely colored cat at his feet, who now grumpily went to sit under his center table. “You wanna go lay down or do you wanna shower first? I could get you some fresh clothes” he smiled discretely at the thought of Levi wearing one of his shirts. He carefully sat him down on the couch, smiling awkwardly at his own situation before entering the kitchen to get Levi a glass of water.

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Of course Enoch comes to Levi's rescue, grabbing him as he fell onto Enoch. Levi knows, in the back of his mind, that they're getting dangerously close, and the drunken part of his mind wants to kiss Enoch. You can't do that Levi, his conscience seems to tease him with that. I could if I wanted to, his drunken thoughts argue with the sober ones.

Enoch is laughing as Levi clumsily leans up against him. “God Levi, you smell like a sewer. Or my uncle Bart.” Levi laughs more than he should, taking deep breaths of air and expelling drunken laughter, like his mouth muscles forgot how to move but the sound still came out. Enoch carefully maneuvers their bodies so that Levi is safely against the wall of the elevator and Enoch is holding him by the arms. "Well you smell like a cat... and rain. Cat rain, you think people would buy that? It's nice." Levi sighs, picking up Enoch's sweater when it hits the ground.

When Enoch holds him against the wall, Levi can see, even in his drunken state, that his emotions are confused. Levi's vision of Enoch starts to go black around the edges when he starts to fall asleep.

“Levi man, wake up. Don’t fall asleep, okay? Talk to me. Why on earth did’ya come here?” Levi looks at Enoch with confusion. "Why'd I come here?" Levi has a hard time getting the words to come out of his mouth, and what exactly he's going to say. Even a few hours ago is fuzzy now. "I can't drive. I'm drunk! Silly goose." Levi teases groggily, leaning heavily on Enoch for support, especially with the limp, as he begins to explain more thoroughly, "Jordan lives down the street- you know Jordan- wait, no you don't, Jordan's my boss, anyway- I walked from her place, because I knew you'd save me, you're my knight in shining armor." Levi is giggling and is too drunk to believe his own words, but there's a part of him that believes every single word.

As they walk down to Enoch's apartment, he explains the situation slowly to Levi. “My place is right there, so we’re gonna go there, ok? Now, tell me about your night out. Apparently you had an awesome time.” Levi giggles, and if he wasn't so sloppy, people might just think they're two boys walking home from a good date. If only.

"It was just me and Jordan and Caroline- Jordan's girlfriend- at first but then she invited people and one guy made shots really well so she gave me one. We started a drinking game and I lost. Then I got tired. So, I walked over to HQ. Couldn't figure out how to get that door open, how'd you do that?" Levi looks at Enoch in awe, not realizing he's equating opening an elevator to god-like abilities. They finally make it over to Enoch's apartment, which really isn't that far; unless you have to drag a drunken boy down the street. They are falling over each other until Enoch accidentally steps on one of his famous rescue cats and incites a flurry of hissing and sharp claws. Levi dances out of the way, tripping and falling on the couch.

“You wanna go lay down or do you wanna shower first? I could get you some fresh clothes," Levi looks at Enoch with a dangerously flirty look in his face. "I'll shower if you shower with me." Levi purrs, grabbing Enoch by the shirt collar and pulling him so that Enoch is straddling Levi's waist.

Before he can take one more step, Enoch feels Levi’s firm grasp on his collar, and before he knows it, Levi’s face is an inch away from his. His body is abnormally warm and fits perfectly to his, now even the scent of alcohol seems sweet and alluring to him. Levi’s words send a shiver down Enoch’s spine that makes him shiver discretely, it takes all his strength to not take the offer. Usually, the dark haired boy wouldn’t tease him like that, so this catches him completely off guard. For a second, Enoch just sits there, eyes wide, lips parted, and the weirdest feeling on his stomach. It would be so easy to just lean in and kiss him. One inch, half a second.

But that's the thing. This isn’t something Levi would normally do, but he's drunk. Actually, drunk doesn’t even begin to explain it. Enoch hates it, but knows this is the right thing to do, so he inhales sharply, feeling the warmth of the other male’s body for one more second, then jokingly runs a hand through his hair and fakes an amused laugh. ”Maybe another time, 'kay? It’s late and I’m tired too. Let’s just get you to bed.”

Frustrated but conformed, Enoch takes his time getting up and offering Levi both of his hands.

"Awh, you're no fun, Enoch.” Levi whines, taking both of the boy's hands begrudgingly. They clumsily make their way over to Enoch's bed, the clumsiness mainly in party to Levi. Once his intoxicated body it's the mattress, it is all he can do to mumble out a few words, "Will you at least come cuddle with me?" Levi pouts, batting his eyelashes all innocently. He's curled up in the comforter like a child but continues to stare sleepily at Enoch, who feels his heart warm up a bit at the sight. He groans, but approaches the bed anyway, lifting a tiny portion of the blanket so that he can get in next to Levi. ”You're such a weirdo, kid.”

I better get up first, or this is gonna be real weird in the morning, Enoch thinks happily as he wraps his left arm gently around Levi’s waist and closes his eyes. Levi lets his arm settle on top of Enoch's arm and lets drunken slumber take him.




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Enoch rubbed his eyes softly, confused, lifting his head from the pillow. The room was bathed in a rosy light and a certain brown haired boy was laying next to him, his hand felt warm on his arm. He had been so tired last night, and had slept so little it took him a few seconds to remember how Levi had ended up in his bed and for Christ's sake what was this light? When it all came back to him, Enoch smiled lightly and, after discretely scooting closer to Levi, sighed tiredly and got up as delicately and silently as he could. He felt sorry for Levi, cause well, if he was feeling so trashed as he was, just imagining Levi's hangover made his head hurt. So he closed his window and left the room, heading down to the kitchen.

And suddenly he remembered he hadn't eaten anything in... ages. Probably yesterday's lunch or something. Still dragging his feet and yawning, he searched the kitchen for anything at all that could stop the growling in his stomach, but the only thing he did find was Mr. Crumbles half asleep under the stove. The small white cat did nothing but purr loudly and squint at Enoch when he laid down on the floor and stretched his arm to catch him.

"I'm hungry, Crumbles. You got some food? We could share." He mumbled, his voice still hoarse from sleep, holding the cat above his face while laying on his back. The cat meowed lowly with a bored look on his face. "Well I always give you food you little brat. Guess I'll go get some. Will you watch Levi for me?" As if to he intended to turn down Enoch, Mr. Crumbles suddenly began writhing furiously and left running to hide under the couch. Sometimes, Enoch wish he had dogs.

Getting up from the floor, he thought of Levi sleeping soundly on his bed and decided to leave him a note, just in case he woke up and couldn't remember what he was doing there or wonder where Enoch was.

"Good morning, drunkie! Hope you slept well. I'm surprised you're up so
early, but I guess booze will do that to ya. I woke up hungry as fuck so
I just ran to the store real quick to get us some breakfast but I'll be back
in 15 minutes tops. There's aspirin on my bedside table and some cranberry
juice on the fridge. Be my guest.
PS.: You look cute when you're asleep. Although you drool a little.


He entered the room once more and left the small note on his pillow before leaving the house. The sun was just now rising in the sky, turning the sky a pinkish orange color, and the air was filled with morning dew and the smell of rain from the previous night. Enoch could walk to the nearest convenience store easily, but his legs felt tired and his head impossibly heavy. Maybe he should have taken one of those aspirins after all. As he walked down the wet sidewalk, he though a bit of the night before. He was happy Levi found his way to him, actually. Enoch was never one to worry much, he saw no point to it, but it was somehow important for him that Levi be fine, always. More than anyone - and that included Barbie and James - he felt like Levi needed protection. Then his thoughts shifted to Barbie and James, and whatever those two were doing a few hours ago. Probably Barbara was out with Elli, doing whatever. Although Enoch wasn't Elli's biggest fan, he somewhat trusted him, especially with Barbie. It was probably the way he looked at her. He could never harm her, really. But James might not be as trusting. He pictured him playing around with Hawk, he too wondering what his sister was doing. Funny thing, Enoch thought, how those two worried about each other so much, and yet both had so much potential to defend themselves. But really, it must just be a siblings thing. In a way, Enoch knew how they felt, especially Barbie. To love someone so deeply the possibility of losing them drives you crazy.

At the convenience store, Enoch bought two large cups of black coffee, some much needed energy drinks for later, two cereal cups, milk, dried fruit and three small bars of chocolate to get some fat in Levi's body, then rushed home. God he was hungry. And tired. And somewhat frustrated, for whatever reason. He hoped with a burning passion they'd have a day off today and he'd be able to come to HQ just at night again. He entered his apartment silently, hoping to not wake Levi up if he was still asleep. Maybe even he might get some more sleep... He sipped at his coffee, which was already a little cold, trying not to shiver at the idea of getting back in bed with the other man.