Chapter 20

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Mikasa x Jean

The evening came, and the storm made its way to Wall Rose's Trost District. After they spent the day with Ben, Mikasa and Jean thought it would be best to head back to their apartment. Although, Mikasa was still in the process of moving, she spent most of her time in Jean's apartment. Upon arriving, as Mikasa helped Ben remove his wet coat, Ben asked a question.

"Do you want kids?" Ben asked.

Mikasa looked at Ben, surprised at the sudden, personal question. She looked over at Jean, who also seemed to want to know the answer. She hesitated for a moment before returning her attention to the child. "Of course, I want to have kids. My family line is almost gone, so I plan to have a lot of kids." She smiled at both boys.

Jean clears his throat, obviously blushing. "Yeah, I forgot about that. Isn't it just you and Levi?"

"That we know of. Please try not to mention him in my presence." Mikasa responded coldly as she picked up Ben.

Jean quickly apologized and continued the previous subject. "As for having kids, I could live with or without them."

"No one asked you, horsey. I only asked Auntie Mikasa." Ben stuck his tongue out at him.

"DON'T CALL ME HORSEY, you little," Jean started before Mikasa shushed him with a glare. After remaining silent for a few minutes, Jean decided to speak up. "I'm going to head out, you know, to clear my head."

"Where will you be?" Mikasa asked, holding the sleepy Ben.

"I'm going to the bar across from the café." Jean responded as he put his coat on and left.


Eren

After Eren dropped Ben off, he spent the day cooped up in the apartment, sorting his thoughts. He went as far as locking himself in his room. "Damn it, Levi. Just come home."


Levi

The storm had gotten worse, and it wasn't just the wind or the rain. To Levi, the storm brought back many painful memories that continued to attack his mind. He couldn't escape the hellish thoughts and found it difficult to focus on the mission. It wasn't until Hanji yelled that he understood what was going on.

"There's the Wall, Levi! Come on! I know you want to run home to your precious Eren." Hanji screamed with excitement.

Levi looked ahead and saw the towering wall get closer. He was relieved that he was almost home, however, there was no way he could return while these thoughts were present.

Once the group returned to Trost, it was close to midnight. Hanji ordered the other members to go home and sleep while she wrote the report for Erwin to read the following morning. She whispered to Levi before parting ways. "You should go home and have some fun with Eren, if you know what I mean."

"Oh yeah. I should, but I'm not. I have stuff to do first." Levi responded. Levi walked down the streets of Trost, lost in his thoughts. He passed the now closed café and couldn't help but think of Eren. Not far away he heard a loud noise, which was coming from a bar a few places down across the street. He sighed before deciding to enter.

Most people were in groups, drinking their paychecks away. One even shouted, "welcome back, Captain!" in a drunken fashion. He continued to make his way to the bar counter, and sat next to a man he recognized, Jean. He waved at the bar tender, "I'll have some black tea, please, and spike it with whatever you want."

It wasn't until he spoke, Jean realized the captain was next to him. "Oh, Captain Levi, you're back!" She sluggishly stood up and saluted.

"Relax, kid. No need to be formal. Just answer a few questions, okay?" He responded.

Jean sat back down. "Yes, of course."

"How is Eren doing? Is he upset?"

"Yeah, it looks like he went through hell and back. Mikasa told me that after he found out you left, he went and screamed at the Commander while he was in a meeting. And since you were gone for a few days, he put Ben into our care." Jean finished his drink.

"Shit." Levi grabbed his drink and started to sip on in. He cringed at the bitterness but continued to drink until it burned. "I messed up."

"Yeah you did." Jean replied. "But don't worry, I did too."

"What exactly did you do?"

"Ben asked Mikasa if she wanted kids, she said yes because of her family line is dying out. I mentioned you and she got mad at me. I guess the topic of her having kids is a big burden, especially since you and Eren can't reproduce."

Levi smirked a little. "Yeah, I never understood why women make a big deal about having children, but she is right. It is up to her to continue the Ackerman bloodline. I don't want to be with a woman, and there is no way Eren would let me do such a thing anyways. Whatever decision she makes can change the fate of humanity. Because of that, she just might be stronger than me." Levi says as he orders another drink.

Jean looked at the Captain. "I never even thought about that. I hope she can forgive me."

"Of course, I forgive you." Mikasa came from behind Jean and hugged him. She turned to see Levi, and her attitude changed completely.

"I visited Eren earlier, but all could hear was him wailing from inside your place. He's not doing too good, Levi." Mikasa said. "According to your neighbor, he's been on a rampage ever since you left."

"I know, I messed up." Levi continued to drink. "I'll fix it."

Mikasa reached forward, grabbing his drink and splashing it in his face. "You better fix it. I said that I would kill you if you hurt Eren. You're lucky Eren has stopped me from killing you this far. Go home now and fix things."

Levi shook his head in response. Jean couldn't help but ask a question in his drunken state. "Wait a minute, Mikasa-sweetie, if you're here right now, then where is Ben?" Levi looked over, wanting to know himself.

"I ran into Hanji and had her watch him while I came to bring you home. Come on, let's get going." Mikasa glared at Levi as she helped Jean to his feet.

Levi walked home and entered his apartment. He looked around for Eren but couldn't find him. He then noticed the bedroom door was shut and knew that's where he would be. He grabbed the handle and shook it; locked. "Eren?"

After a few minutes of silence, Levi heard movement. Footsteps stomped closer to the door. Click.

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