Broken Hearts, Severed Limbs (Levi x OC x Erwin)

|72| One Last Night 🔴

It took her some time to find him, but knowing Levi, he’d be sitting alone in some dark corner, stalking someone and brooding. And she was right. Nathalie heard the excited voices of Armin, Mikasa, and Eren as the three best friends sat by the steps outside the Survey Corps HQ. Armin was talking about the sea, and how much he wanted to see it. Nathalie had only read books. The sea, a vast body of salty water. It sounded so damn peculiar. Their little island was surrounded by it, and they had yet to see it. The people could not go much further away from their walls. They were living like slaves. We are going to change that. She knew that they could.

But for now, Nathalie smiled as she finally found her husband. He was sitting on the wooden floor beside the open entrance of the Survey Corps HQ. His back was against the brick wall, and an arm was propped on his one knee.

He had been sitting there a while now, and he had been thinking. No- he had been overthinking. He couldn’t get the conversation he had with Erwin out of his mind. Protect her. Give your life if you have to. He would give his life. He would give it all to make sure that she’d be safe. To make sure that she was going to come back. If it comes to this, and I’m no longer around, will you look after her for me?

Fuck. He didn’t want it to come to this. He didn’t want to let another man take over. He didn’t want to have her losing him. He didn’t want her to come tomorrow. There was so much about tonight that made it feel like it was their last night. The last night that he’d ever spend with her. No. It couldn’t be. He wouldn’t allow it.

He had a long life to live, and he had to live it beside her. They had a family to make. They had a house to build somewhere surrounded by greenery and far from people. Far from the crowded cities. Yeah. That’d be nice. He’d wake up every day beside her. He’d wake up to the sound of their little brats jumping on their bed or wrecking their house. He had hours to spend just watching his Nathalie whilst she’d spoil the hell out of them.

Levi’s lips almost curled up into a smile, until he reminded himself, that the chances of these happening were slim. He could still lose her tomorrow. She could still lose him tomorrow. He didn’t want to watch her cry above his dying body, and he couldn’t stand to hold her own dying body. That realisation was so bitter beneath his chest, Levi sighed heavily.

But then, his Nathalie showed up with two cups of tea. Her tea, the only tea that could compete his own. She had a smile on her lips and she had finally taken off that apron and that cloth from around her head. Her brown hair were a short mess, and her glasses were hanging from a rope around her neck.

“Thought I’d find you in some dark corner stalking people,” Nathalie teased as she knelt down beside him and she handed him a cup of steaming hot tea.

Levi hid his smile behind the cup as he brought it to his lips and he took a sip of the warm liquid. It rolled sweet down his dry tongue and he sighed blissfully. He watched her as she tried to sit beside him on the floor and he shook his head.

“No, you’ll catch a cold,” Levi rested his cup on the floor. He took her own from her hand, resting it back on the floor beside his. “Come here,” His hands slipped around her.

He picked her up with ease and settled her body on his lap. Nathalie giggled as she pressed her cheek on his chest, and her legs hung from the one side. His arms were warm around her. He grabbed her cup and handed it to her and he picked up his own. The two of them took a sip of their tea, almost simultaneously. Levi turned and looked back at his wife. She leaned close, pressing her temple against his forehead, and he buried his nose in her cheek.

They remained silent, taking a moment to enjoy their tea in mutual, comforting silence. They just listened to Armin talking about the sea, and the dreams that they wanted to achieve. Nathalie looked outside at the three of them as they talked excitedly.