EreRi Oneshots and Drabble

A Walk in the Park (Soulmate AU)

I feel sick, but then I saw this picture and I couldn't help myself from writing a oneshot with this scene in it. That brought us to where we are now.

This is so rushed, I literally did this in one go. Please be kind to me.

Otherwise, enjoy.

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Levi's POV

"I'm so tired of you."

Those words that slipped out of his mouth should've hurt me, should've made me feel like each word cuts another deep wound into my heart, but it didn't. I felt nothing instead, felt like I heard something insignificant, words that doesn't held any meaning. As if I heard words that are used in daily conversations.

I wouldn't say that I don't— I do hear those words being said to me in a daily basis for the past two weeks. I've become numb hearing it, become tired of the endless cycle.

I took another drag from the cigarette currently situated in between my fingers, breathing the smoke out heavily in a sigh. Farlan kept on talking and talking, my ears and mind blocking out everything that he's saying.

"What the hell are you even doing, Levi? Why are you ignoring me? You're not answering my calls and whenever you do,  you just tell me some shitty excuse so you can hang up. Just because—"

"Stop it, Farlan. Shut the fuck up." He looked taken aback, a hurt look crossing his face before it turned into one that showed anger.

"What? You're tired of hearing it? Well I'm tired of reminding you to fix yourself up in every single day that pass!" He screamed, his voice coated in frustration. The blank look on my face turned into a scowl, my body moving without my permission.

Grabbing him by the collar of his shirt, I pulled him down until we're eye level. "I'm busy. If I don't want to talk to you, I won't. I want time for myself. I want to be alone."

"Why are you being like this, Levi?" The anger present on him earlier was gone, replaced by a defeated look.

He's asking me why I'm being like this. How the hell am I supposed to be able to answer that if I don't know the answer to that question myself?

"Let's end this. This is going nowhere," I said, letting go of his shirt, taking another drag. The look of hurt in his eyes is impossible to ignore, the disbelief showing on his face reflected his feelings, his thoughts.

"Really, Levi? You're just going to end this like that? Do you even know what you're saying?"

"Yes," I don't. "I'm breaking up with you." It's nonsense to keep this relationship going if we're not happy.

"I can't believe you, Levi. We've been together for two years. Two fucking years. Then you're going to fucking throw all of it away just like that?"

"Do you think that this isn't hard for me?" I looked at him in the eye, tears threatening to fall. I clenched my hands into fists, nails digging deep into the flesh of my palms. "It's hard, Farlan. I don't want those years that we spent together to go to waste, but this isn't just fucking working. Our relationship was fated to crash from the start. We weren't soulmates. We weren't destined to be together."

"But it was working before! Everything was okay before. We were both happy! We're in love! What happened to those days?" Tears already started to roll down his cheeks, eyes full of hurt. It sent a sharp pain to my chest, felt like someone stabbed me with a knife.

"It's just not working, Farlan. I fell out of love and I know that you did too. You're just afraid of getting out of this relationship because it's all that you know. But this should end. We're only hurting." Besides, I know that he has found his soulmate. He hid it from me, but I know it. I saw him talking to a redheaded girl before and I knew that it was her. It was very much obvious.