Not The One Who Dies ⇀ Attack on Titan *Original*

Part 52: Moonlit

There was a shadow flying across the ground of the Paradis ground. The moonlight silhouetting the flying man as he went as fast as he could. It'd gotten late into the night as he flew, but he didn't care. He refused to stop, he needed to see them, he just needed too.

Logan's wings flapped through the air, sending gusts of winds behind him. He smiled to himself as he saw the lights of the city he'd missed so much come into view. He sped up as he began to dive, getting closer to the ground. He got close to his house, landing with a thud as his wings came back into his body.

He looked around the area he'd landed, recognizing the stores that were there. He quickly took his helmet off as he began running towards his home, the scout cape flapping in the wind behind him.

He was so close, he'd almost made it, he was going to see his family again. He finally made it to his home, stopping in front of it, the nerves of seeing his husband beginning to get to him. Would they be angry with the man for leaving them?

Logan took a few steps up onto the porch, the familiar creek of the wood sounding as he approached the door. The second his fingers wrapped themselves around the doorknob, all of the nerves and anxiety disappeared. He couldn't wait a second longer.

He quickly but quietly opened the door, placing his helmet down on the couch and quietly walking up the stares, making his way to his old room.

His heart was nearly beating out of his chest as he opened the door to the room, moonlight shining through the windows onto the bed. Logan froze as he saw him, he'd been asleep with a book on his chest. A small smile rose to Logan's face as he walked into the room and to Armin's side of the bed.

The man kneeled down next to it, staring at his sleeping husband. His hand slowly rose to grasp onto his arm, slightly shaking it.

"Armin..." Logan whispered, slightly shaking his husbands arm.

"Hmm?" Armin hummed out, not opening his eyes. Logan quirked an eyebrow at the man before lightly chuckling.

"I'm home, love." Logan said, the words seemingly recognizing the voice this time. His eyes shot open as he looked to the voice, finding the face he'd been looking for.

"You-you're not real." Armin simply stated, tearing his eyes away from the man, staring at the wall in front of him. Logan furrowed his eyebrows as he narrowed his eyes. Logan used his hand to bring Armin's face back towards him. He stared into Armin's bright blue eyes that had bags under them, Logan could see that the events of the airship haunted Armin.

"You're not... You can't be." Armin mumbled, slight hope shining through his voice. Armin wanted it to be real, more than anything on the planet. He would've given everything good he had up just for one more day with his husband.

Logan leaned forwards, Armin still in shock as he felt the hand on his cheek pull him closer to Logan. His eyes stayed open as his face got closer and closer to Logan. However, the he felt the mans rough kiss land on his lips, the second he felt his own heart flutter at the feeling of being around the man he truly loved was when he realized that he was actually there. His husband had come back to him, once again.

Armin's eyes fluttered to a close as he placed his hands on the side of Logan's face, pulling him deeper into the kiss. He felt as if he'd disappear again if he was to let him go. Logan pulled away from the kiss, opening his eyes to see Armin, his eyes still closed as tears fell down his cheeks.

"I'm sorry, my love. I'm sorry I put you through this. But I'm here now, I'm not leaving you." Logan spoke as he scooped Armin into a hug, holding him as tightly as he could while scattering kisses to his face.