Again

Untitled Part 12

Levi's POV

It's been a while since I've seen Eren, we would write to each other often but it was never enough to satisfy my needs. My needs of being close to someone you ignorant bastards. I understand that he wanted to find out who killed his parents but at the same selfish time I don't want him to. Afterwards of our talk that day he had to leave, I didn't say anything as he left. What could I have said? I didn't want to sound pitiful or like an ass. I did tell him something but I felt like it was the wrong thing. I'll just wait until he gets back, then we can talk more. Right? I come here and there from Historia's place to Eren's since he said that he'll need someone to tend to his plants. I mainly sit alone in his house as I looked over his line of clothes.

So this is a closet, I've been traveling around for so long I forgot about the simple things like a closet. I'm more of a drawer person since I barely carry anything heavy with me anymore. I can just put it in and take it out when I need. I'm in his closet as I lay on my back, just staring. Lines and lines of clothes. I remembered what he said when I got out of the shower that day.

I had to think about this, about what he just told me about his life. Murder? Suicide watch? It was a little overwhelming and I had to process it before I could think of what to say without sounding like 'oh here's my pity for what happened to your parents' and 'oh let my cut your hair for you just in case'. He would not want to see me again if he even sees what I'm thinking. I eventually got out of the shower with a towel around my waist and one over my shoulders to catch the water dripping from my hair. I looked to see Eren on the edge of the bed in what he was still wearing when he got out of his closest, his black jeans and white shirt. He must be tired since he didn't change out of the jeans to sleep, but he looked sad. I wanted to ask him why but at the same time I don't know if he wanted to talk about it. I walked over to stand in front of him as he looked daze and not technically here, his turquoise eyes foggy and wet with tears that have not fallen yet. I set my towel over his shoulders so that I could wipe his tears away when they do fall.

I stood back and sat in front of him until he came to, it took him a while as I got up to change. I hoped he didn't mind as I borrowed one of his dress shirts. His closet was so huge I just picked a shirt at random, I'll take it off if he wanted me to. I really wanted to talk to him but no words formed as I opened my mouth. I went back as his head were in his hands, lightly clinching his hair.

My mind kept telling me to say something, anything to him but I didn't know where to start. I saw his face, I wish I could of unseen it, no one should be that sad. I hesitated at first before finally calling to him.

"Eren?" I asked.

He didn't respond at first, I tried again until he blinked and looked up. A tear slipped out as he quickly wiped it away like it wasn't there.

"You finally remembered my name, huh Levi?" he chuckled dryly.

I looked at him as he took a shaky breath, running his hands over his face to wipe away his pain and to put on a mask. I move to sit next to him, I picked up the towel that I left on his shoulders to wipe the rest of his face. He placed one of his hands over mine, lightly stroking it as I hear his breathing starting to cease.

"Why are you here?" He asked as he didn't looked at me.

"Honestly I don't know. I could say whatever I want but I just... Don't know," I said cupping his face.

"You can leave," he said as he moves my hands away slowly.

"I'm not going to," I said sternly.

"Why?!" He yells.

"Cause if I do, then you will leave too!" I yelled back. This whole situation caught me off guard. I just wanted us to talk but we're fighting.