Secret Sins || Levi x Reader

Secret Sins || 1.20

(The Sinful Soldier)

"I wish I could just lie down and forget about my life."

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If it hadn't been me to show up at the time that I did, Mike could've died a gruesome death even I couldn't even begin to imagine. His death would have been beyond meaningless and stupid if I didn't pull my head out of my ass in time.

But what stooped me the most was that Mike didn't have his ODM equipment when I examined his injured which was odd. If he had his equipment, I'm sure he could have fended for himself, but he didn't.

It took me hours to pin the information together, but as the moon became stronger and louder in the night sky, my mind cleared up its fog. No longer drowning me in useless thoughts and conceptions.

The "thing" that was in the hairy ass's fingers were Mikes ODM gear, I don't understand how I could've missed such a fundamental item to me that I've been using for such a long time to completely evaporate my mind when looking at it from a mediocre distance, but it all came rushing back to me when I began thinking about it.

Mike could've swatted off those titans easily, only if he had his equipment, which he didn't. That left him defenseless, weak, and scared for his life, he no longer had control.

It's terrifying when you realize you no longer possesses control over your life.

When you know death is lurking upon your door, waiting for you to let it in.

"I'm grateful for you," I rummaged through my bag. "F/N." My hand stopped idle in the beige saddle bag gripping some rations while processing my name slip out from his mouth, it sounds so foreign.

"Here." I handed him the rations from my bag, his eyes sparked in the dim lighting. He looked hesitant from my offer, taking into consideration of my own hunger creeping from my stomach.

"Aren't you hungry as well?" Mike opposed to my offer of the rations I had, since that was the last one.

I shook my head letting his hand take it.

'This hunger is nothing to me' I Thought to myself.

The fresh wind blowing from the top of the walls was nice, but getting up it with a full-grown ass man attached to me from the back was definitely a cry for help from my ODM gear. But I managed to pull both of us up, leaving my horse to graze below us from the wall.

I had my eye on Mike's injuries, so I took my Med kit up for extra measures.

"Any pain?" I ask.

"A little, the throbbing sensation is the worst." He answers gently, rubbing his thigh where the incision is. I accepted that answer for what it was.

"Figures, your femur is fracture," I kneeled down a few feet away from him setting down the Med Kit. I moved a few things around to search for any pain relievers to help aid his pain, because sooner or later it will grow into something unbearable. "Take this, you'll thank me for it." I grabbed the pain medication handing it towards him.

"May I ask you something?" I tilted my head in acceptance. "Does anyone else know your alive? Let alone the 'Faceless Soldier' the Scouts have heard so much about." Mike asks a question I vaguely know the answer too.