And now that he was gone he couldn’t help but feel as though he was standing completely nude against the world. The pair were too alone in this world except for each other. He knew that only the scouts would go to the funeral. He knew there would be no family at home to mourn the death. He looked up the sky and muttered a few words. Whenever he so much as breathed near him. When he had an exciting idea and rushed to tell Hange. When he would hold him until he fell asleep. When he cleaned and tried to get it as close to Levi’s standards. All the times he’d cooked for him. All the times he’d fallen asleep under a tree and scared Levi half to death when he couldn’t find him. The lazy afternoons where the pair would dance around in the kitchen at golden hour. The mornings he would awaken to find cuddled into him. Squeezing his eyes shut as memories of him flowed freely. He felt a head flop onto his shoulder, some locks of hair tickling his neck, and he turned to press a final kiss against the bloodied temple. He would curse himself till the day he died if he couldn’t bring back his lovers body at the very least. Levi shrugged his shoulders and pulled onto his back, so the limp body was sitting more securely on him. All with stern looks on their faces as they flew down to collect Armin. We all will.” He turned to the scouts around him. And he didn’t care if it came crashing down anymore. It felt as though his entire world was standing on toothpicks. He had lost both his lover and his best friend in a single day. More tears fell from his face as he kept pushing down on the ’s chest. He held his hand over ’s no longer beating heart and tried to resuscitate him with no avail.
“Live for me Levi, and then you shall be forgiven.” A final sigh left the body and Levi almost dropped his lover as the sudden increase in weight surprised him. Please.” A quiet voice came from his as his last words were uttered. Levi held close to him, hiding him from the sight. They watched as the Titan Armin devoured Bertholdt. Hange put an arm around Levi and pulled their bodies into a hug.īoth were crying for their Commander, and for. “T-thank you… Levi.” the rest of the group watched as Levi, clutching the body to his chest, flung himself over to where they were stationed, a couple rooftops over. Hange lifted Erwins body onto them as Levi clung to ’s. He wished for tear after tear to fall down his face, so his face could at least show a fraction of what he was feeling and yet just a single two ran down to his chin. “Don’t cry… why are you… crying…?” Levi turned next to him where Armin lay and quickly pushed the needle into the burned boy.Ī scream filled with pure anguish escaped Levi’s mouth as he clutched closer to him.
“Don’t you… dare… be selfish…” pants were heard between every word and the blood on Levi’s face would torment him for the rest of his life. squinted and opened his eyes, bringing a bloodied hand up to Levi’s face. The pleads around him wishing to spare Armin were hurting his ears. Levi began to hold back tears but it was growing harder and harder. Forgiveness he thought he would surely not deserve.Įren’s and Mikasa’s protests began to grow louder the closer the needle got to the skin. Erwin would forgive him in a heartbeat yet Levi still felt he should beg for forgiveness. The commander had always been surprisingly happy for them. Begging that he’d forgive Levi for making such a choice. Kneeling down he brought the tip of the needle closer to the elbow joint. The blood flowing down his head, over his closed eyes. He could barely bring himself to look at the man, the purple and black marks covering his body, most likely from the rubble. Armin’s body a blackish colour from the burns he’d sustained. “Levi!” His head snapped towards the bespectacled person, although now their glasses were lost and a bandage covered their eye. They were holding back a growling Eren who only glared when the two met eyes. Anybody could see he was begging that someone would make the choice for him. He seemed so childlike in that moment, afraid and innocent. Hange raised their head at the quivering man. The needle in his hand seemed to grow heavier with every second and he could feel his squad around him hold their breath. And finally, the man he had loved and lived with for several years now. Armin, the boy who could quite possibly save humanity. Erwin, his best friend and commander for several years.