Home Sweet Home

I watch as he dance gracefully  in our spacious living room. Only his giggles act as his music while he moves his body with great flexibility. The way he twirl, the way his raven hair flows, the way those eyes looked at me. He simply took my breath away.

I sat on my usual spot, with a cup of black coffee in my hand.  After his third twirl, he's beautiful stormy gray eyes landed on me. I put my cup in the table next to my seat.

He's going to do it.

And I was right, Levi ran towards me with all smiles. I opened my arms for him and he practically threw himself on me. That literally took my breath.

Levi settled himself on my lap, curling like a cat. He pressed his ear on my chest, listening the beats of my heart.

He always do this, like he was trying to make sure that my heart is beating, not to confirm my love for him but to make sure that I'm alive and breathing.

"H-How is it possible?" he said. He looked at me, placing both hands on my face. He stare deep into my eyes. "I'm the one who report that you died."

This, is not new to me. Everyday Levi will say the same thing like five times. His behavior will switch unexpectedly from time to time. He will laugh, he will cry, he will just wore that blank expression and stared at the window, and this.

"I was the one who brought your body back from the forest." Levi let himself slide out of my lap and hitting the floor.

I let him be. After 5 years living with a mentally ill mate, I learned my lesson.

I learned it the hard way though, Levi kicked me, hard and it continued. I was hospitalized then, the authorities insisted to take Levi to an asylum. But of course, I won't let them.

5 years ago, I met Levi on a run down asylum, Freedom. They took care of mentally ill people who lived on the streets and they only depend on donations. My boss wanted to donate a huge sum of money to them. I accompanied him and saw how run down the place is. They don't have enough rooms to house all of the patients, some where tied on their ankles to keep them from wondering and hurting others and the worst cases stays in the rooms.

Levi was in those rooms.

I saw him in his cell like room, curled up in a ball, whispering things to himself. When he noticed me, I saw life in his eyes. He was happy to see me. Very happy he was in tears. I found myself crying as well and trying to break the door that has been keeping us apart.

When one of the nurse came and opened the door, Levi practically jumped in my arms. I held him tight making sure that he will not disappeared and I will wake up to a dream.

I was so happy to see my mate.

Levi broke the hug first and stroke my cheek with affection. "I missed you, Eren."

He said like we already met before. I didn't question him to why he knew my name because all that matters is: I found my precious mate.

"I thought you were dead..." He cried and I just held him tight. I thought he was referring was the long period of time that we didn't meet. Thoughts like that are not uncommon, sometimes I think about it too. Why haven't I met my mate yet? Could be dead? But now, my questions were answered, my mate is not dead. He's here in my arms.

"But I can't...."

His words took me off guard, my mate easily slipped out of my hold. He steps away from me, his hands went to his raven hair and he pulled it hard.

"I was the one who killed you!" Levi sank on the floor and wept.

His actions forced me back to reality. Right, I was in an asylum. I met Levi here.