valentine’s day eruri thread (AU where they’re both scouts):
every night, without fail, erwin crawls into levi’s bed.
the lights go out, and then the top bunk creaks, the ladder shaking as erwin makes his way down. a gust of air when the blanket lifts, then warmth.
every night, without fail, erwin crawls into levi’s bed.
the lights go out, and then the top bunk creaks, the ladder shaking as erwin makes his way down. a gust of air when the blanket lifts, then warmth.
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before that, levi had stuck to erwin by instinct only. he didn’t get why he felt the need to follow the guy around everywhere, like a lost mutt, maybe because erwin treated him like an actual person and not filth.
then their first expedition. it was horror. levi had persevered, but even being prone to seeing death didn’t make things less unpleasant.
that night, levi hadn’t slept. he kept thinking of this one guy who’d tried to hold his hand in the morning, who he’d rejected swiftly.
a shift of the bunk had pulled him out of his thoughts. levi squinted in the darkness as erwin climbed down, turning to look down at him.
levi had felt the bed dip then, and his eyes snapped open, staring as erwin lifted the blanket and climbed in.
“what the fuck?”
he had fallen silent. and made room.