Dirt & Windex | a levihan fanfiction

three - rude words and ex boyfriends

Hange fiddled nervously with the hem of her shirt. She slipping on her shoes, once again wearing Levi's joggers. Today was the day they went to retrieve her things.

Other than being a nervous wreck, she had slept awful after leaving Levi alone last night. Her dreams were filled with death and sadness. Even Levi was in her dream, though, she wasn't sure where he fit.

The crispy body of the small, intelligent blond boy lay on the roof. Hange held back the raven haired girl from attacking Levi, and though she didn't know how, she knew all these people. Mikasa weeped as she gave up on Armin being saved.

"You think I haven't lost loved ones?" She told Mikasa. "Since the day I joined the Survey Corps, I've watched all my friends die one by one. You just have to accept it."

"Hange!" Levi exclaimed upon seeing her.

She hugged the girl in her arms, trying to comfort her. She was about to lose her long time friend. Hange knew her pain.

A boy with brown hair and green eyes continued to argue with Levi's decision. In her dream state, Hange didn't recognize Erwin as the one who broke her heart, because deep down, she knew that hadn't happened yet, and at this time, she wanted to save her commander from death.

After arguing, the group, Hange included, left Levi alone. A couple minutes later, she watched in awe as Armin, in the form of a pure titan, ate Bertholdt.

She watched as Levi slipped his black tennis shoes on. He was wearing dark jeans with white tee shirt, a slight jacket over his shoulders. He looked good, other than the dark circle under his left eye.

The pair walked out of his flat, down the smooth elevator, and into his sleek, obsidian Corvette. With a rev of the engine, he pulled out, following Hange's directions.

The brunette played with ends of her hair. What if Erwin was there? What if he got rid of her things? What if-

"Four Eyes," Levi said, drawing her from her mental panic. "It'll be alright. I'm here."

She nodded. She had barely known him, but deep down, the brunette felt an odd sense of trust.

Never in her life would she have guessed Erwin would be unfaithful to her. After dating three years, you would think they were devoted to their other, but apparently, that wasn't the case. Hange remembered the one time he sent flowers to her class, and the time he threw her a surprise birthday party.

"Don't look so gloomy. You'll get wrinkles."

She chuckled. "Alright, Shorty."

Levi heard her snicker, but he couldn't see her unless he turned his whole head so his left eye was on her.

"Is it safe to let you drive?"

He felt his heart beat quicken, a little angry for such a bold question. "And why do you say that?"

"Mm, no reason. Just that you can't see out of your right eye, so isn't it hazardous-"

Levi felt his knuckles whiten from clutching the steering wheel hard, but he knew she wasn't wrong. A lot changed after the accident. His sight. His hands. No longer can he play the piano, a hobby he loves much. Not only that, but many times he would get shocked reactions toward his face, especially from young children.

But Hange never flinched upon seeing him. Not when he bumped into her. Not when she was intoxicated. Not when she woke up in his apartment.

In fact, now was the first time she had even mentioned the injury. She had never questioned how he ended up ugly and missing two of his fingers.