Levi had been gone on his latest expedition for a full 2 weeks now. It was longer than usual, and you were starting to worry.

You hadn’t heard whether he was alive or not and not knowing was killing you. All you could do was wait and worry.

But one evening as the sun was setting, the bells rang and gate to Trost was opened, the Scouts came back. Levi’s squad, and Levi himself was among the returning soldiers.

Levi looked beaten and bruised, but luckily still breathing. He wanted nothing more than to take a nice hot shower and to see you.

His eyes roamed the crowd, searching for you. He wanted to see your face, to make sure that you still looked at him with the same look of adoration as you did before he left.