you knew how levi’s childhood was like, you weren’t suppose to find out but you somehow did. ever since you’ve found out, you’ve been quite worried about him, well you were always worried about everybody despite the world you guys lived in. a world without titans, in eren’s words, freedom would be nice. you’ve rambled to levi on freedom and he’s always nod but he’d listen.

after sasha’s death, you’ve been more miserable since she was the light of the scouts regiment. everybody was way more miserable, and now you’ve been resting on a mattress for the past days in marley, hiding from the ‘enemies’. levi was suppose to take zeke somewhere else but he somehow didn’t go and stayed with you people.

levi barged in the cell you were sleeping in, his cold gaze was still the same. “stop being miserable and get out of bed.” he glanced at you, trying to let the light in so you could wake up properly.

you were lying in the bed, your skin was pale and it reminded him of kuchel. though, it were blurry visions from his mother, he didn’t quite remember how she looked like, since the last time he saw her was when he was at least ten. well, levi didn’t know his real age and birthday so you guys were kind enough to give him one to celebrate.

he cleared his throat, trying to push that memory away. “these brats have been worrying about you, get up.” levi leaned against the doorframe, eyeing you up and down in a judgemental attitude since he’s always been this bratty and sassy.