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"Did you get it?"
Eren nodded and sat down on the chair with a worn-out leather journal in his hands.
"Yes!" Oluo chuckled and placed his hands on the back of the chair where Eren sat. Petra, Eld, and Gunther gathered around with curiosity plain on their faces. Petra scanned the cover and gasped.
"Don't tell me this is-!"
"Oh, it is."
Eren grew pale. "Guys, I don't think we should do this... It's Corporal's privacy. We really shouldn't invade it."
"Nonsense, Eren!" Oluo patted the boy on the shoulder a little too roughly than intended, and the emerald-eyed boy winced at his touch. "We know almost nothing about him. Hell, we don't even know what his age is!"
"Oluo is right, for once..." Gunther muttered under his breath.
"It's so wrong, though."
"Just shut up and open it!"
They were all silent after an hour of reading his diary. There were many boring things in there; many entries about titans and Hanji's bothersome experiments, but there was one shocking entry.
"(Y/N)...?" Eld murmured. "Who would've thought that they're childhood friends?"
"Not only that, but... Love? He loves (Y/N)?" Petra frowned. "I guess it's a little explainable since he treats her a tad nicer than the rest of us."
"You noticed that, too?" Eren inquired, and Petra nodded. Eren gazed back down at the book and ran his thumb across the cover. "She doesn't like him back, does she?"
Everyone shook their heads 'no', and an uncomfortable and solemn silence drifted in the air.
Eld sighed. "Let's put this back before shorty notices."
You're so fucking beautiful, so special, and so dear to my heart. How could you love someone like me? A cold-hearted and broken man who does nothing but insult others. I'm apathetic. Rude. Selfish. A disturbed human.
I watched you with keen eyes as you spoke to others in the mess hall. Your smile and laughter lit up the room. Your (H/C) hair pooled around the sides of your face and your (E/C) eyes shone with excitement. I always thank whoever is up there for bringing you to me.
You know me better than anyone else. Not even Hanji or Erwin knows the secrets I spilled in your ears, or the emotions I shared with you when we were young. Only you. And I want everything I do to be with you. No one else.
I frowned when I saw Erwin come up to you. You saluted as always, but there was apprehension in your eyes... No, wait... Delight? He inquired something of you and you murmured and nodded in return. Your cheeks were stained with pink.
"Aren't you happy for me, Levi...?"
Happy? Happy? What is that - a foreign language? I didn't even know what I was anymore. Humanity's Strongest Soldier? No. Humanity's Strongest Soldier doesn't feel the way I feel.
Heartbroken.
"Why wouldn't I, brat?" I flicked your forehead and you scrunched your face a little in annoyance. You rubbed your forehead with your left hand, the same hand that held mine when we were children...
And now the hand that carried a gold ring.
"I was worried for a minute," you giggled. "I thought you were mad."
'And fucking bitter...' "Why the hell would I be mad?"
You lazily shrugged, but I continued on before you could could. "At least you're not marrying some fucking guy like Reiner."
The laugh you gave sent chills down my back. Erwin gets to experience that everyday. He gets to wake up to your angelic face every morning. Embrace you. Kiss you. Make love to you.
And what do I do? What part do I have in this? What happens next?
A son. A beautiful baby boy with the same colored eyes as you, the same skin color, and the same hair color. His eyebrows were thick like Erwin's, unfortunately, but he had the same stern look to his features like his father's.
Ethan Smith.
It had a nice, strong ring to it. I was ashamed to admit it, though. I gazed from afar as you held the hand of your son and Erwin had his arm around your waist. He leaned down and whispered something in your ear - which made you blush and giggle like a schoolgirl - and I felt my heart swell with agony. I should be used to this now, shouldn't I? Watching you two, imagining that it was me who was whispering instead of Erwin. Me who had my arm around your waist, and me as the father of your son instead.
It's selfish. Goddamn, it's real fucking selfish of me to think like that. This is what love does to me. And jealousy. It eats me up alive and leaves me to rot in the dust.
My gaze softened a bit as I kept on gazing at you. 'But as long as you're happy...'
I'm fucking weak. That's what I am. No, I'm not 'Humanity's Strongest Soldier'. I'm not just a brave person. I'm not a hero.
I'm just weak. It's plain as day.
My hand clenched my knee when I hunched over to sob. It was such a terrifying noise coming from my mouth - even I thought that - but I don't give a shit.
Not anymore.
You died last night. Erwin came to me this morning and told me the news. His face was blank, but his eyes were red and stained, and bags were under his eyes. He left my room moments later to tell everyone else.
Fucking thugs broke in your home and murdered you ruthlessly. You were found on the floor all bloodied up and crumpled in front of Ethan's crib, but Ethan was thankfully found safe, but screeching and crying.
You were protecting him. Your only son.
I wiped some of the tears that fell and I took in a shaky breath through my clenched teeth. "Don't leave me!" I cracked. "I love you, (Y/N)..."
"Ethan Smith, reporting for duty!"
I widened my eyes at him. The name. The oh-so familiar name. I looked at your son clad in the green cape. He had the same (H/C) hair as you did, only obviously shorter, and the same skin tone and (E/C) eyes. His thick eyebrows furrowed and his nose turned out to be the same shape as Erwin's. His orbs stared at mine as he saluted. A perfect salute it was, and I couldn't help but grow furious.
"Smith, eh?" I walked closer to Ethan and squinted at him. "Tch. You look just like your father..."
"I get that a lot, sir!"
"...And your mother."
His gaze faltered and softened a little at me. "You... knew my mother?"
"Yes."
"I-I-I didn't-"
"Shut up."
"Y-Yes sir!"
I didn't let my hard expression flounder as I continued to stare at your son. "Don't expect me to grow soft just because I know your fucking parents." Ethan nodded in response.
"But..." I let out a soft breath, hoping he wouldn't notice. "I have special orders to assign you under my care."
♥"Did you get it?"
Eren nodded and sat down on the chair with a worn-out leather journal in his hands.
"Yes!" Oluo chuckled and placed his hands on the back of the chair where Eren sat. Petra, Eld, and Gunther gathered around with curiosity plain on their faces. Petra scanned the cover and gasped.
"Don't tell me this is-!"
"Oh, it is."
Eren grew pale. "Guys, I don't think we should do this... It's Corporal's privacy. We really shouldn't invade it."
"Nonsense, Eren!" Oluo patted the boy on the shoulder a little too roughly than intended, and the emerald-eyed boy winced at his touch. "We know almost nothing about him. Hell, we don't even know what his age is!"
"Oluo is right, for once..." Gunther muttered under his breath.
"It's so wrong, though."
"Just shut up and open it!"
They were all silent after an hour of reading his diary. There were many boring things in there; many entries about titans and Hanji's bothersome experiments, but there was one shocking entry.
"(Y/N)...?" Eld murmured. "Who would've thought that they're childhood friends?"
"Not only that, but... Love? He loves (Y/N)?" Petra frowned. "I guess it's a little explainable since he treats her a tad nicer than the rest of us."
"You noticed that, too?" Eren inquired, and Petra nodded. Eren gazed back down at the book and ran his thumb across the cover. "She doesn't like him back, does she?"
Everyone shook their heads 'no', and an uncomfortable and solemn silence drifted in the air.
Eld sighed. "Let's put this back before shorty notices."
{Levi's POV}
♫ ι ѕ є и ѕ є т н є я є ' ѕ ѕ σ м є т н ι и g ι и т н є ω ι и ∂ ♫
♫ ι ѕ є и ѕ є т н є я є ' ѕ ѕ σ м є т н ι и g ι и т н є ω ι и ∂ ♫
You're so fucking beautiful, so special, and so dear to my heart. How could you love someone like me? A cold-hearted and broken man who does nothing but insult others. I'm apathetic. Rude. Selfish. A disturbed human.
I watched you with keen eyes as you spoke to others in the mess hall. Your smile and laughter lit up the room. Your (H/C) hair pooled around the sides of your face and your (E/C) eyes shone with excitement. I always thank whoever is up there for bringing you to me.
You know me better than anyone else. Not even Hanji or Erwin knows the secrets I spilled in your ears, or the emotions I shared with you when we were young. Only you. And I want everything I do to be with you. No one else.
I frowned when I saw Erwin come up to you. You saluted as always, but there was apprehension in your eyes... No, wait... Delight? He inquired something of you and you murmured and nodded in return. Your cheeks were stained with pink.
♫ т н α т f є є ℓ ѕ ℓ ι к є т я α g є ∂ у ' ѕ α т н α и ∂ ♫
"Aren't you happy for me, Levi...?"
Happy? Happy? What is that - a foreign language? I didn't even know what I was anymore. Humanity's Strongest Soldier? No. Humanity's Strongest Soldier doesn't feel the way I feel.
Heartbroken.
"Why wouldn't I, brat?" I flicked your forehead and you scrunched your face a little in annoyance. You rubbed your forehead with your left hand, the same hand that held mine when we were children...
And now the hand that carried a gold ring.
"I was worried for a minute," you giggled. "I thought you were mad."
'And fucking bitter...' "Why the hell would I be mad?"
You lazily shrugged, but I continued on before you could could. "At least you're not marrying some fucking guy like Reiner."
The laugh you gave sent chills down my back. Erwin gets to experience that everyday. He gets to wake up to your angelic face every morning. Embrace you. Kiss you. Make love to you.
And what do I do? What part do I have in this? What happens next?
♫ α и ∂ т н σ υ g н ι ' ∂ ℓ ι к є т σ ѕ т α и ∂ в у н є я . . .
¢ α и ' т ѕ н α к є т н ι ѕ f є є ℓ ι и g т н α т ι н α ν є ♫
¢ α и ' т ѕ н α к є т н ι ѕ f є є ℓ ι и g т н α т ι н α ν є ♫
A son. A beautiful baby boy with the same colored eyes as you, the same skin color, and the same hair color. His eyebrows were thick like Erwin's, unfortunately, but he had the same stern look to his features like his father's.
Ethan Smith.
It had a nice, strong ring to it. I was ashamed to admit it, though. I gazed from afar as you held the hand of your son and Erwin had his arm around your waist. He leaned down and whispered something in your ear - which made you blush and giggle like a schoolgirl - and I felt my heart swell with agony. I should be used to this now, shouldn't I? Watching you two, imagining that it was me who was whispering instead of Erwin. Me who had my arm around your waist, and me as the father of your son instead.
It's selfish. Goddamn, it's real fucking selfish of me to think like that. This is what love does to me. And jealousy. It eats me up alive and leaves me to rot in the dust.
My gaze softened a bit as I kept on gazing at you. 'But as long as you're happy...'
♫ т н є ω σ я ѕ т ι ѕ נ υ ѕ т α я σ υ и ∂ т н є в є и ∂
α и ∂ ∂ σ є ѕ ѕ н є и σ т ι ¢ є м у f є є ℓ ι и g ѕ f σ я н є я ? ♫
α и ∂ ∂ σ є ѕ ѕ н є и σ т ι ¢ є м у f є є ℓ ι и g ѕ f σ я н є я ? ♫
I'm fucking weak. That's what I am. No, I'm not 'Humanity's Strongest Soldier'. I'm not just a brave person. I'm not a hero.
I'm just weak. It's plain as day.
My hand clenched my knee when I hunched over to sob. It was such a terrifying noise coming from my mouth - even I thought that - but I don't give a shit.
Not anymore.
You died last night. Erwin came to me this morning and told me the news. His face was blank, but his eyes were red and stained, and bags were under his eyes. He left my room moments later to tell everyone else.
Fucking thugs broke in your home and murdered you ruthlessly. You were found on the floor all bloodied up and crumpled in front of Ethan's crib, but Ethan was thankfully found safe, but screeching and crying.
You were protecting him. Your only son.
I wiped some of the tears that fell and I took in a shaky breath through my clenched teeth. "Don't leave me!" I cracked. "I love you, (Y/N)..."
♫ α и ∂ ω ι ℓ ℓ ѕ н є ѕ є є н σ ω м υ ¢ н ѕ н є м є α и ѕ т σ м є ? ♫
"Ethan Smith, reporting for duty!"
I widened my eyes at him. The name. The oh-so familiar name. I looked at your son clad in the green cape. He had the same (H/C) hair as you did, only obviously shorter, and the same skin tone and (E/C) eyes. His thick eyebrows furrowed and his nose turned out to be the same shape as Erwin's. His orbs stared at mine as he saluted. A perfect salute it was, and I couldn't help but grow furious.
"Smith, eh?" I walked closer to Ethan and squinted at him. "Tch. You look just like your father..."
"I get that a lot, sir!"
"...And your mother."
His gaze faltered and softened a little at me. "You... knew my mother?"
"Yes."
"I-I-I didn't-"
"Shut up."
"Y-Yes sir!"
I didn't let my hard expression flounder as I continued to stare at your son. "Don't expect me to grow soft just because I know your fucking parents." Ethan nodded in response.
"But..." I let out a soft breath, hoping he wouldn't notice. "I have special orders to assign you under my care."
♫ ι т н ι и к ι т ' ѕ и σ т т σ в є . . . ♫
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You finished wiping down the bar and quickly grab your things. You were in a hurry to meet Levi but, before you left, you knew you needed to go and apologize to Erwin for what happened earlier.
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Ohmigoshohmigosh I think this got real sloppy. ;n;
AND I'VE BEEN WRITING WAAAYY TOO MANY SAD LEVIXREADER FICS. IT'S GETTING ME DOWN. ;A;
I need to write happier fics of Levi. He needs a happy ending for once! >:c
I hope you enjoy this!
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Ohmigoshohmigosh I think this got real sloppy. ;n;
AND I'VE BEEN WRITING WAAAYY TOO MANY SAD LEVIXREADER FICS. IT'S GETTING ME DOWN. ;A;
I need to write happier fics of Levi. He needs a happy ending for once! >:c
I hope you enjoy this!
Song: www.youtube.com/watch?v=SQXVO_…
Please comment and/or favorite! ♥
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