《17. Comfort》

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||Levis POV||
I found a scrunched up human under the trees, a little garden Eren created himself fun school to escpae his problems if I'm ever absent or not working. Yes, he got teased but he didn't seem to show it if so.

I looked at the ball from a distance, knowing it may get smaller, a habit Eren required when fending from bullies.

I found it a amusing at the time, but I felt as if dirt was being placed on my alive body, being put simply, being buried alive. The dirt being all the guilt.

I walked close to the shaking, sobbing Eren and as I stood 15 cm away, I held out my hand and asked gently, "I'm sorry"

The words to spill from Eren made me worry for him but to question whas it me that made him say so sin words,

"Fuck Off, Levi. I don't need your sympathy"

As if dejavu, I remember when he first disappeared. I flinched slightly and pulled the boy towards me gently, he didn't refuse my offer of comfort but didn't respond either.

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