Underdogs

THIRTY-TWO

Arching an eyebrow, Levi glanced down at his ankle before averting his eyes to her again. "It's nothing I haven't dealt with before."

Galene hummed in understanding. "I suppose that's good," she drawled with a yawn. "Means you'll have another chance at getting eaten alive by naked monsters."

His gaze found her devilish expression, and he huffed in disbelief. "The only naked monster I see around is you."

"Does that mean I get to eat you alive?"

And suddenly, amusement faded into something thicker, stronger. 

Levi stared at her, finally taking in the sight of her sprawled next to him ㅡ tangled in his bed sheets, bare for him to feel and claim ㅡ and forgot about the wariness that had been eating at his stomach. Because she was so cunning, so alluring; and with the remains of her teasing in his tongue, he was a junkie in need of more of the drug she was.

She made him forget; she made him feel ㅡ it was so unfair. He should have denied her approach, kicked her out when he had the chance. Instead, he let her lean into him and welcomed her kiss with a slight smirk.

ㅡ

Levi wasn't allowed to join the Survey Corps that day; no matter his attempts to argue with Erwin, the man remained impassive and strict. His injured ankle would only become a nuisance in the battlefield, and the Scouting Legion couldn't afford losing one of their best soldiers ㅡ if not the strongest. At least, that was what he was told.

"Damn you, Galene."

She was the reason he was carrying an injury in the first place; her anger had taken the better of her, and her hits had hold more power than he had anticipated. His body was covered in bruises ㅡ some from the fight, some from the battle later that night.

As his eyes wandered to where she stood, about to hop on her horse, they narrowed. He had trouble comprehending how her skin was lacking any sign of their encounters; his actions had been rough and demanding, driven by an intense desire to leave marks all along her body. And yet, only her neck seemed to be glowing; as if by choice. Her gaze found his as pride made itself known within his heart, and he clicked his tongue at the sight of her approaching.

"Shame you're stuck here," she started as her eyes locked on his annoyed features from above. "Should've been more careful, eh?"

Of course she would take the opportunity to laugh at him. It was the woman with whom he had shared bed that very same morning; her eyes glinted in mischief, her lips were pursed into a smirk, and her voice held a mocking tone. And he surprised himself by realizing how comfortable he had felt under her accepting touch; how much he had enjoyed witnessing that unfamiliar, softer side of her.

Pushing the unexpected feeling of nostalgia away, Levi crossed his arms over his chest and glanced up at her. "Get out of my sight before I make you join me here."

It was a threat, but Galene twisted it to her own enjoyment ㅡ as always. "Did you enjoy my company that much last night you want me to stay?"

"As much as you did mine."

She hummed in thought, before a wink was shot his way. "No need to act so cool, Levi. Admit it was so fucking good you want another round."

Meeting her glimmering gaze, Levi was tempted to deny her words ㅡ if only to see her reaction. But what was the point, really? She would see through him; she always did. And he was done pushing her away, especially after what had been revealed during their passionate encounter. Never mind her casual attitude; he knew she felt the same.

"Just don't die, Galene."

At the familiar order, the sketch of a smile slowly formed on her lips. And she kept her stare on him for some seconds before spurring her horse to trot away. "Don't miss me too much, Levi."

Then, a full smile stretched and shone under the soft caress of the sun. She directed it at him, and his breath hitched at the sight ㅡ there it was again, that candid side of her surfacing from the depths of her heart. It made him feel lighter somehow... yet worried, for an unknown reason.

As the corps left the city, Levi watched them go with pensive eyes. He shook his head and breathed out, knowing he was overreacting. His friends were strong and stubborn; they would be safe without him. 

With that thought in mind, he turned away and retired to his room.

He waited there, lying on a made bed and missing the warmth of rustled sheets and heavy sighs. Hours ticked by; boredom was his only company as he was left alone with his thoughts and feelings. There was so much he mulled over, so much he realized about himself, and Levi was ready to open up to the world ㅡ to her.

So when the expected knock echoed within the room, he stood and walked over. His fingers twitched in anticipation, longing to meet her skin again. But Galene wasn't there to greet him when he opened the door.

"Erwin, what do you want?" he asked straightforward, irritated by his sudden appearance.

There wasn't much Erwin talked about, even less words that Levi would remember over time. Yet something struck him, like an arrow splitting his heart in two. 

"She is dead."

He was left alone to deal with his raging tempest; alone with her jacket ㅡ the only thing that had survived. His fingers traced the outline of the symbol of the Scouting Legion, those wings that spoke of the freedom they all yearned to reclaim. 

Don't miss me too much.

They never left; not the remembrances of her, not the unspoken confessions that fell between their eyes that last night between heavy sighs and tangled bodies. Her words would keep echoing inside his head for long years, never letting him forget about the only woman that made him feel full ㅡ special.