Notes: I'm still pretty busy with exams. I have a major one coming up next week. Reentering medical school is kind of a pain that way. I wanted to sleep early but couldn't because this stupid plot bunny won't leave me alone, I ended up writing this instead. It's pretty short but then again, semi-drabbles are my forte. This turned out better than Levi's Divine Comedy and could be a companion ficlet of sorts.
Disclaimer: Shingeki no Kyojin is entirely made out of Isayama sensei's genius. I own nothing except for this tiny little plot that pales in comparison to the original work's greatness.
Picture Imperfect
Written by: M. Mondsichel
リヴァイx ペトラ
He's rushing, frantic and desperately searching for her.
She's waiting for him to arrive, and even if it's only been an hour or so, any second away from her felt like an eternity.
His heart and mind would not be put to ease until she was, safe again, by his side.
Wait for me Petra
He isn't sure how many trees he's passed by. Everything was so fucking big and green, his vision a blur, he didn't even bother to count. Wanting to feel her in his arms again was the only thought that came to mind as he races against time.
Finally, he spots her next to a tree before letting himself falter.
He's seen her so many times but she's still so fucking beautiful he just can't take his eyes off of her. The Survey Corps hood she is wearing is already filthy but he doesn't seem to mind.
She holds her head up to the sky, face basking in the warm glow of the sunlight.
He knows he should approach her but he doesn't, choosing instead, to marvel and etch the vision of her grace in his mind.
Even when she's just kneeling there on the ground, she still manages to take his breath away. Golden wisps of hair blowing wildly against her face and he finds his hands itching to reach out.
But both of them remain still and silent.
He keeps himself from blinking, fearing that, if he blinks too much, she'll vanish from his sight. He's content to watch over her forever but Eren's roar snaps him out of his reverie.
Instead of scooping her in his arms, he decides to leave.
I'll come back for you later, I promise.
Right now, there is something he needs to do so he finds himself turning his back on her, using his 3d maneuver gear to hastily remove his person from her presence.
I'll come back.
He hears the female titan scream not too far ahead and feels his shackled rage unleash from within.
I'll kill that blonde bitch and come back.
He sees nothing but red and lets his five senses take over.
I'll come back for you.
I promise.
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