Of course he couldn't find the end of it. It would probably still be there when both of their bodies turn to ash. Levi hopes that will not happen for a long time.
For now, he marvels at the solid presence against him, a pillar, a foundation. For now, he can have it under his fingertips, and it still feels surreal because he had long made his peace with never feeling it again, if he's even done so like this ever before to begin with. He lets the other man hold him, his own arms tightening slightly around him in return, apparently not in a rush to move his face away from his ample bosom chest just yet.
It just feels nice not to have to worry about whatever expressions are betraying his feelings on his face at the moment. He thinks he's inadvertently made Erwin bear even more guilt, and he feels bad about it, but there's little he can do right now aside from trying to gently squeeze it out of him.
Can he make that promise back, though? He's not sure. He needs to defend this place, because he can, and this is their new home, and there's few people better suited for it even with his... slightly worsened physical state. But that's hardly unnecessary, right? For a moment, he wonders how would Erwin fare if the roles had been reversed, how he would handle the grief Levi had felt, but he knows without question that he could never subject him to it. No, guess they'll never know.
"I won't," he says, and he hopes it's true. He can't take that quiver he hears in Erwin's voice; as always, it prompts him to pivot. "You're not getting rid of me that easily, Blondie."
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For now, he marvels at the solid presence against him, a pillar, a foundation. For now, he can have it under his fingertips, and it still feels surreal because he had long made his peace with never feeling it again, if he's even done so like this ever before to begin with. He lets the other man hold him, his own arms tightening slightly around him in return, apparently not in a rush to move his face away from his
ample bosomchest just yet.It just feels nice not to have to worry about whatever expressions are betraying his feelings on his face at the moment. He thinks he's inadvertently made Erwin bear even more guilt, and he feels bad about it, but there's little he can do right now aside from trying to gently squeeze it out of him.
Can he make that promise back, though? He's not sure. He needs to defend this place, because he can, and this is their new home, and there's few people better suited for it even with his... slightly worsened physical state. But that's hardly unnecessary, right? For a moment, he wonders how would Erwin fare if the roles had been reversed, how he would handle the grief Levi had felt, but he knows without question that he could never subject him to it. No, guess they'll never know.
"I won't," he says, and he hopes it's true. He can't take that quiver he hears in Erwin's voice; as always, it prompts him to pivot. "You're not getting rid of me that easily, Blondie."