Of Teacups and a Quill. [Levi Ackerman]

Pragma

We often wonder how life works. There are numerous questions left unanswered, like where do we go when we die? How does it feel like. . . being lifeless? How do you know when you are completely dead?

And here you are, laying in your lover's warm embrace, about to find out the truth you've sought for a long time ago, but this is decades too early.

The rumbling was too much. It deprived every person their chance towards life. It took away too many souls, too many lives, too many dreams, the future— your future.

"Come on, love. Let's take you to a medic, I'm sure there's someone near." Levi's hoarse voice was lullaby to your ears. The meadow that you are in is filled with flowers and everything that you love. This was your favorite place, and ironically, the enemy bombarded the place with bombs. You did not want to go further away, you already know your fate— you can feel it, the severity, you know you wouldn't make it. You're sure that Levi will get it, and you. . . you are happy right here.

Your lover's cold lips came in contact with your forehead. Even when you are in your worst shape, you both never fail to create searing heat whenever you are close and together. You are each other's best part, and no one could ever change that. Even death.

"Let's go somewhere else, somewhere safer, hm?" He tried convincing you.

Oh, my Levi.

"N-no, I'm safe. You are here. . ." You stared at his ocean eyes, they were glossy. God he was perfect. He is too good to you, sometimes you would question if he is real. "You are here, so I'm— I'm safe, love."

Everything has an end. It's just that we don't really know when it's coming. We'll never know what will get us. That was something that you'd always tell yourself. That's why you were so brave. Too brave, in your lover's vocabulary. You knew that there is no such thing as an eternity. Everyone has an end of the line, and perhaps this one's yours.

Levi's hand gripped yours ever so gently. He knew what is about to come. And how he wished he was the one in your position. How he had loathed the world for taking you away from him too early. You had your dreams. You both had plans. And at some point, Levi Ackerman had selfishly wished that between the two of you, he should be the first one to go.

He has been through too much of this. And he does not want to know how much it would break him once again, especially if it's you. God, he wouldn't know what to do, he wished he won't have to.

He had been with you through so much. You questioned the universe together, met upon the dusk, searching for the fire you both have lost ever since the war occurred— only to find it among each other's comfort.

"R-remember when we first went outside the underground?" You asked him, staring at his pretty face. You loved staring at his face, admiring his features. His alluring eyes, pointy nose, thin lips, and sometimes he would get pretty annoyed because of it. But he really did not mind, for as long as you are happy.

The corner of his lips rose up a bit, reminiscing how amazed you all were when you saw how beautiful the sky was, when you were still with Farlan and Isabel.

"Yeah, I thought I was in heaven." He muttered, running his fingers through your hair. You love it when he does this. He knew how much you love it when he touches your hair and plays with it.

"Levi, do you regret it now. . . that you had loved me?" You squeezed his hand, trying if you still have strength for this kind of talks.

The Ackerman did not want to make the both of you official at first. He loves you, but he was well aware of what was about to come. How dangerous it is to fall in love in this kind of world. How unfair it is. He was well aware of the possible outcomes. But you were his total opposite.

You were someone who's willing to try even when there is no guarantee. You told him how dreams work. You pushed all of his fears away, for the both of you to try and make this work. And it did. You were just at the wrong time. But it did work. Thank God, it did.

"I never will, (Y/N)."

Tears started to escape from your eyes. You did not know if those were happy or tears of sorrow. But you are pretty sure that it's both. There were still so much left for the both of you to do. To build a family, and live your very own happily ever after. But some happy endings just aren't meant to be, at least, yours.

"Thank God."

It was never the world's fault for bringing you in this kind of situation. You were too kind. You never blamed anything for all the terrible things that had happened to you. Even when life scourges you with sorrow, at least, you got to see the deep, blue ocean with the man you fell in love with.

"Hey, Levi." You croaked. The excruciating pain that you were feeling earlier is starting to fade away. It's near. You are near. You never wanted to go. You wanted to spend the rest of your life with him.

Fate was selfish.

"Yes, my love?" He asked in the most comforting tone. He never calls you through an endearment unless he is in a really good mood, is he in one? You smiled subtly.

"What if there is still war in the next life?" Your weak, cold hand tried to reach for his lips and he held yours just to guide your hand towards his face.

He kissed your hand, you couldn't feel his warmth anymore, but at least you could feel his lips, his skin, you are happy that you could still feel him.

"Then so be it." He says, staring into your eyes. They were starting to dull, and he is already starting to miss the beam in your irises. You have the brightest eyes. He can't imagine life without seeing your face in the early morning, and reaching for your warmth at night.

"W-would you still promise to find me there?" Your voice sounded so weak. Too weak, that it crushed Levi's heart, but he couldn't afford you to see him in so much pain. The best thing that he could do is to stay strong for you.

"I promise."

You smiled at his reply, and he swore, you had him once again. You never fail to have him just because of your simplest acts. You never cease to make him fall so deeply. You were the only person that he's lost himself into. And he knew that after everything else, you would be the home he'd return to. He would come back to you, and only you. God, he loves you so much.

"Even the life after that?"

"I'll find you all over, and over, and over again." His voice cracked. Levi doesn't want to mind anymore. Just, fuck everything. He is losing you, how could he not? He's losing his whole world right in front of him, and after this, he would be left with nothing else.

With all the strength that is left inside of you, you pushed yourself deeper in his embrace, and he held you tighter. You want to be the closest to your home before you go, and he is yours. Always will be.

Your eyes are starting to flutter, they're getting heavy, but you kept on asking him questions, just because you wanted to hear his voice.

"What if fate f-forbids?" You smiled, preparing yourself for his answer. At least, you would know. God, you wish you had more time.

"Then I would make another world just so I could be with you again."

Levi held you so close, his breathing steady, while his heart thumps faster than a whirling wind as he waits for your voice, hoping you would ask him more. Hoping that you wouldn't stop. Hoping for you to stay. But he already had the answer when he couldn't feel your weakened grip anymore.

You were beautiful.

"I love you, you know."

I know.