If the world wasn't ending || LeviHan

》Chapter 22《

PoV: Levi

I didn't know what had gotten into me when I asked that question now already. We were in a cave and I was still not fully calmed down due to the images that flashed in front of my eyes whenever I closed them, besides that, I couldn't even see my own hand in front of me properly.

Speaking for myself, I was aware of my own feelings. I also knew what Hange.. felt, I guess. But that didn't justify it, not in the middle of a war.
I still wanted to kill Zeke...

Hange audibly cleared their throat, almost startling me when I heard them right next to myself. God. I wished I could see.
"What do you.. want us to be?" They quietly asked a few seconds later, causing my face to get a reddish color just by the question. I knew they wouldn't be able to witness it, but oh well.

"I was asking you." I just gave it back drier than I wanted it to sound like, crossing my arms out of habit.

Not talking about my feelings had become so normal.. keeping it down inside of me to have that moment of tuning in my emotions and finding the best way forwards. Often, well, always, I lived at the intersection of needing distance and acting numb, so at these times, if I were to give the cold aspect of my personality a bit of nurture, perhaps I could have been able to properly answer my own question.

"I don't want to make you uncomfortable or rush anything." Hange snapped me out of my thoughts, an awkward laugh following their sentence, audibly struggling to find their own words as well.

Maybe, I should have thought about them first.

I took their hand hesitantly once I could feel my way there, being silent for another moment until my words found back into my mind.
"You're not. You never really did." Swallowing down some of the build up resistance inside of me, I sighed and finished what I started.
"We could try being together, in a way. I guess." To be honest, I felt like hitting myself in this moment because I sounded more cold than imagined or I planned on being, holding my breath for a moment.

Silence filled the room- well, cave- my head telling me that this was a bad idea all along, honestly just waiting for a negative response. Yet, to the opposite of that, I felt a rather cold hand on the cheek without the bandages, more burning heat rushing into my face out of both embarrassment and surprise.

"I'd like that." Their voice tone sounded soothing, almost like it was soft and comforting, causing the skin on the back of my neck to get goosebumps.

Not even an entire minute later, I was capable of feeling Hange's lips brush over mine before they leaned in furthermore and I returned the kiss.
It was a small yet warm kiss, more comforting than words could even imagine to be for someone who was bad in phrasing such things.
I could feel one of their hands on the back of my neck, playing with the ends of my hair until we pulled apart again. Just staying quiet once more, holding onto each other until, for my part, the fingers started to hurt, looking down to the ground and repeatedly starting to walk.

"Let's find a way out." They pulled me by the hand a faint bit, causing myself to stumble after the other, gritting my teeth when the legs began hurting again.

I hoped, they wouldn't die at the end.