It’d been a week. A full seven days since Erwin had seen his favorite soldier, and he felt like he was going to die at this point. But today was the Levi’s troupe was supposed to come back, and as soon as Erwin had gotten word that the they were back safe, Erwin dropped everything and practically ran to Levi’s room.

Erwin stands in front of the door to Levi’s room, his eyes scanning the barracks hallway to make sure there aren’t any spectators, before knocking on the door. “Levi?”