The Toxic Wasters

2. Dead Man Walking

Warning: this is a fast paced chapter :D

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Levi woke up to the banging of metal on metal. He jumped at the sudden sound, hitting his head against the bed above him that was too close to his own. A guard stood outside the cell, keys against the bars. "Get up you two, breakfast is in twenty minutes. Piss, take a shit, but doors will be opening in fifteen minutes," the guard explained, before he continued down the long hall of cells.

The bed above the raven creaked obnoxiously as his cellmate moved off the bed.

Eren resided in the cell next to his. Even with just the one wall separating them, Levi had trouble sleeping, his insomnia dragging him into an endless waking nightmare.

It had been awhile since he was alone with Eren. They would interact with each other at meals and when prisoners were allowed outside. But Levi wanted to be alone with his husband. He missed the lazy mornings they spent together in bed, skin against skin, laying on top of Eren, feeling every breath he took under his fingertips...everything.

He snapped out of his thoughts when the sound of liquid hitting metal echoed through the cell. His cellmate was standing by the toilet, pissing into the bowl. Levi scrunched his nose in disgust before crawling to the corner of his bed, bringing his knees up to his chest, waiting anxiously for the doors to open.

In just a few minutes he would be with Eren. Everything would be okay, everything would be okay. Levi dug his head into his knees, avoiding his eyes from the shadows that were cast in the room.

His enemies were here, his enemies were here.

Levi could still see the shadows even with his eyes hidden, they passed by him sending chills down Levi's spine. His panic rose, heart hammering in his chest. He needed Eren, he could help him through his panic, he felt safe with him.

But the monsters lurking around him made his mind stray away from his loving husband. Voices echoed through his head, telling him Eren didn't want him and hated him.

They were right, they were right.

Nobody could want you, Levi.

"Hey," a voice exclaimed. Levi felt a hand on his shoulder, shaking him vigorously. The raven looked up, his expression a bit annoyed until he saw the face in front of him.

Eren was looking at him with a worried expression. "Are you okay?" the brunet questioned, his hand moving to cup Levi's cheek. The raven jumped up, wrapping his arms around Eren's neck, and burying his head into his shoulder.

"You're here," Levi mumbled. Eren enveloped his husband in his arms. "I'm here," he confirmed, "are you okay?"

The raven nodded, lying to his significant other. And Eren knew he was, he understood his husband in every way possible. And by the way Levi lightly shook in his embrace gave his lie away. But he didn't press on it; instead, he kissed the raven's cheek.

"Come on, let's get something to eat," Eren explained, helping him from his bed. Levi took his husband's hand before they turned to walk out, passing by a guard with a stern gaze.

The two walked down a few halls until reaching the cafeteria where the smell of bland food wafted through the room. They sauntered to the line. Levi wasn't very hungry, so he asked for a small meal. Eren looked to him with worry in his gaze. He knew his husband in every way, and he knew Levi ate little when he wasn't feeling well.