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Levi doesn’t cry when he jolts awake at night, from dreams filled with their dead eyes staring at him and pale hands reaching for his throat. Sometimes, they rip out his heart. Sometimes they eat him alive, teeth white like ivory and caked in crimson blood. Levi never says a word when Erwin wraps an arm around him and pulls him close. He offered to set up graves for them, their names carved into dark stone like they were honourable soldiers. 
Levi doesn’t need graves. The nightmares always return. He knows that they’ll haunt him till the day he stops breathing. 

But there’s a warm hand on his stomach and soft, quiet breath flooding over his neck, and Levi thinks that he can put up with the past and its roaring demons if Erwin only holds him like this every night, and maybe they’ll fly away one day and somewhere, somehow, two white birds will build a nest in a new place that Levi will call: home. 

December 7th.

His name is Levi, and Erwin finds him like a gem hidden in the underground’s dirt. He’s wearing a knife like a trophy, eyes silver and the only bright thing down here, and Erwin thinks that someone so lethal shouldn’t be allowed to be that beautiful. His name tastes like silk and thick, warm honey on Erwin’s tongue. He’s never seen stars, and when Erwin takes him up, up on the surface and to the death of his comrades, Levi’s blade slits a thin scar into his throat. He’s keeping the blood-stained shirt forever – as a reminder.

It’s a week before Levi speaks again after Isabel and Farlan are gone, and it’s Erwin’s name that he says – quiet, almost shy, with his knife tucked away but eyes as bright as stars, and Erwin can’t help but lean down and lift him up to kiss him until Levi’s light is burning him to ashes and dust.