Ew, sorry guys. I've been reading more than writing lately >~<
I KNOW, I KNOW. THAT PLOT TWIST THO ಠ_ರೃ
Lol, have some more shitty writing, from yours truly.
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Levi's P.O.V. (Sunday Night)
After Eren left, I made tea and sat on the couch, watching the news as I sipped my drink. Nothing too terribly interesting was going on, so after I finished my tea, I set the cup in the dishwasher and headed for my room to change the sheets because I'd forgotten to do it the day before. I'd been too caught up in keeping Eren company to worry about cleaning.
And that's saying a lot.
I ran my fingers along the dirtied sheets, smiling at the darkened patches of the fabric. Something about the color of the blanket gave me a strange sense of déjà vu, but I dismissed it as another one of my freaky premonitions. I'd been getting those since Eren and I had sex, but it was strange... It could easily have been mistaken for a memory, but it occurred in a time period I didn't recognize.
I knew I should've paid attention in World History.
After tossing the sheets in the washer, a cold, dead weight dropped in my stomach as a thought crossed my mind. I couldn't piece it together in words that could be understood, but I did my best to as I picked up my phone and spat furiously into the microphone.
The receiver was dead silent as they processed my words, humming in acknowledgment. "Well, Levi," Hanji started. "I think it's time we have a bit of a chat. I'll be over in a minute." I didn't bother to argue, ending the call and habitually straightening a few things up.
The freakish brunette showed up not five minutes later and brushed past me, taking a seat on the couch and gesturing to the cushion beside her. "You may want to sit," she whispered, her voice serious. It worried me because Hanji was never calm, let alone serious. "I'm not sitting until you explain what the fuck is wrong with my head," I said nervously. Hanji nodded and sighed, glancing at her clasped hands.
"A little over 2,000 years ago..."
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I leaned back in my seat, my eyes widened to an impossible size. "Titans?" I repeated. Hanji nodded. "Captain?" Another nod. "And Eren and I were together... Then I...I-I killed him?" Hanji nodded yet again, her expression grim. "Oh, god," I muttered as my stomach lurched. I stood and began pacing back and forth across the room, whispering to myself. "It explains everything, but it can't be true. It can't be. I don't want it to be.
"What do you mean I killed Eren?" I asked, my voice louder. "Why the hell would I do some stupid shit like that?" Hanji stood and walked over to me, grasping my hand and giving it a gentle squeeze. "I told you," she explained, "the Military Police threatened to arrest the members of the Survey Corps for treason unless you killed Eren. For our sake, you agreed, but only on the condition that you be executed as well. You did it to save us, like a captain should. That was one of the many reasons why you were the greatest of the great." I stared into her dark eyes, full of pity. "I know it's a lot to take in, but-"
"Does Eren know?" I interrupted. Hanji shook her head. "No, I won't tell him if you don't want me to," she said. "But, Levi, if he asks, I can't lie to him, and you must promise that you won't either. It's his past, too. And before you ask, I'm the only one who remembers, and now you. I don't know why I'm the only one with memories from our past lives, but I hope to take advantage of it and help anyone who starts to regain theirs, like you did." I nodded in understanding and sighed heavily. "Alright," I breathed.
Without warning, I speed-walked to the front door and grabbed my jacket and keys from the hook. "Where are you going?" Hanji asked, making her way towards me as I slipped on my coat. "I don't know," I muttered. "Somewhere where I can clear my head. You can stay here, if you like. Just don't make a mess, and stay out of the fridge. The Coke Zeroes are for Eren, so don't touch them. Comprendé?" Hanji nodded, and I left.
I found myself heading towards the park and walking the mile-long trail that wound around the field. My thoughts spun around in my head, making me dizzy, so I sat on a bench beside a lonely weeping willow tree. Past lives... It makes so much sense, but... I killed Eren... I would never even think of hurting him, ever. I'd kill myself before I laid a hand on him in any way except a loving way.
The sun gradually began to duck behind the trees, so I figured I should head back home. However, I soon realized that my apartment was way too far away. I'd never make it home before nightfall. Sighing, I stood and pulled my phone out of my pocket, dialing the number of a friend I knew lived nearby, no more than five minutes from the park. "Hey, Erwin," I said into the mic as soon as he picked up. "Can I spend the night? I'm at the park, and my apartment is too far away for me to walk." Hearing the distress in my voice, Erwin asked no questions and agreed to my request. I thanked him and hung up, then made my way to his house. Unlike me, Erwin lived in a suburban home rather than an apartment. He lived alone; he graduated high school the year before.
When I arrived, he shot me a sympathetic look upon seeing the temporary stress wrinkles under my eyes and led me to the guest bedroom. I flopped onto the bed, falling asleep almost immediately.
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(ノ￣ー￣)ノ ヘ(￣ー￣ヘ)
Ignore my awkward dancing, please.
Soooo my Nana put me in a dress... HEICHOU DOES NOT WEAR DRESSES. NEVAAAAAAAAAA. NEVA EVA EVA EVA EVAAAAAAAA.
Ey but I looked cute tho (=ＴェＴ=)
Anyhoo, I hoped you enjoyed, my precious pancakes (シ_ _)シ
Love,
Heichou
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