"Levi? Are you-nah. He probably already left, right, boy?" Eren set a few bags on the counter, before kneeling to pet Armin for a moment.

Levi went across the hall silently, crawling back onto the bed before closing his eyes.

He still wanted to sleep for forever.

'Tell him.'

'At least do that.'

No! He'll think I'm a freak, his mind raced as he watched a figure step through the door, waving at him.

He blinked, squeezing his eyes shut and opening them again, knowing what he had seen wasnt real. It couldn't be. Oluo was dead-no, he wasn't even a real person.

"Im still here, brat!"

He could hear Eren jog down the hallway, and saw him peek around the corner, "Hey, you okay? You look so pale..."

"Yeah. Im fine," he forced a half smile as he muttered a response.

"I...I'll go and get you some water, alright?" Levi nodded in response, closing his eyes as Eren turned and went back out into the hall.

Armin sat patiently in front of him, blocking his path to the kitchen.

"Come on, boy. I gotta make sure our guest isn't sick." The dog looked up at him, his eyes pleading.

"Alright. Show me what you want," he sighed, following the dog down the hall and into the bathroom, "What do you want from in here?"

He jumped up on the counter, something he knew he was never to do, and began to paw at the corner.

"Armin! Get down right now! I dont care what it is that you want, you get dow-" he froze, looking past him as he jumped back to the ground. There was a glint from the wall, which sent off alarms in Eren's head.

He leaned closer, reaching out to pick at whatever it was wedged between the wall and the cabinet. He flinched, pulling his hand away quickly, "Ow. Damn it. What the hell..." He pull each blade out one by one, putting them flat on his palm before squatting in front of his dog.

"Did he put these here?" He whispered quietly, and Armin immediately looked away, running down the hall and into his room. He hopped onto the bed next to a sleeping Levi, laying beside him.

The brunette bit his lip, trying to figure out what to do. This hole just kept getting deeper and deeper, but here he was. Helping Levi dig for god only knows what.

He went down the hall, looking in at the sleeping man. His black hair hung in his face, and his face was so relaxed. Eren smiled, moving to kneel next to the bed, just watching him.

He loved the way Levi's body curled around the dog's, and how affectionate he was when he slept. He bit his lip, snapping his fingers to get Armin off the bed. The black haired man reached out, his hand latching onto Eren's shirt-the lost of presence next to him had woken him from his half-asleep state. He tugged on it lazily, his eyes opening half-way.

He sighed, closing his eyes again before yanking on it so much he pulled Eren forward and onto the bed, "Alright, alright. Give me a minute, Mister fussie pants."

"Hmph," he tugged at it again, until he crawled on the bed next to him.

"Aren't you warm?" He bit his lip, moving to pull the sweatshirt off of Levi-he needed to see just how bad it was.

But Levi was already asleep, so when Eren finally pulled off the jacket, he didn't flinch and try to hide his arms.

Eren took one of his hands, pressing Levi's fingertips to his own, staring down at his arms. He clenched his jaw, squeezing his eyes shut.

"Please...tell me why..." He shook his head, "All I could think when I found you in the woods was about how much I wanted to keep you, and hold you here with me for an eternity. What you said...that whole other life...Id want to live it...but only with you."

He didn't move, other than his chest rising and falling with every breath he took.

He reached up to cup Levi's chin in his hands, admiring how soft his features were right in that moment. Eren leaned closer, trying to get a better look at the few freckles dotted across his nose. Levi snuggled closer, his cheek brushing against Eren's.

He smiled as his face turned bright red, running his thumb along the smaller man's bottom lip.

"What if I...loved you...back then...or...in the future...in that other life, would it be different?" He knew he wouldn't get an answer, but saying it out loud made him feel better. "Would you be able to love me back?"

Eren bit his lip and took a deep breath, "I can't remember who you are, or what my other life was like...but I can remember having feelings for you...and not in this life. I trust you because you said you put your trust in me...and I want to help you. So...let me do that...please?" He felt tears well up in his eyes, his dog jumping on the bed next to him and licking his cheek. This earned a soft smile from Eren, but he still cried for several moments before Levi finally opened his eyes.

"E-Eren?" He blinked a few times, reaching up to touch the brunette's cheek.

He blushed, trying to hold in his tears, "H-hey...you okay? I...Im really sorry...I only want to help...I wanted to see. It was selfish of me."

Realizing he had been stripped of his sweatshirt, he wrapped his arms around his own torso self-conciously, "D-don't look."

"Levi, its okay. I've seen. And I think that they make you look strong and beautiful...though I don't want them to be there, I love seeing them."

He sat up, swinging his legs over the edge of his bed, "I got blood on your sweatshirt...I'm really sorry."

The brunette shrugged, "I have plenty more you can wear. I can make you something a lot warmer if you like. That...reminds me...can I ask you something? And I need an answer."

"Of course."

"How long are you staying?"

He blinked, brushing an imaginary speck of dust off his pants, "I don't know where I'm going, or what Im doing. I...guess I'll stay for as long as you like."

"No. That's not an answer from you. That's you trying to put this on me. Just tell me when you're leaving..."

Levi sighed, "I'm almost ten years older than you know...yet you seem more experienced than I am. The thing is...no one has ever...taken care of me before. No one wanted to watch over me, or talk to me. No one would spend time with me or do things with me. So...I'll stay for a few weeks, I think. I can't say exactly how long, but Im staying for a while, Eren. So deal with it."

He stared at him as the smaller man turned to face him, his green eyes fixated on some small point on Levi's cheek.

"Eren?" He got in front of his face, probably closer than necessary.

He jumped, but kept very little distance between them. "Yeah?"

"Im gonna stay, alright?"

"I understand...I can sleep in the living room, and you can stay in here.

Levi shook his head, grabbing the front of his shirt and tugging him even closer, their lips mere inches apart, "No. You're staying in here. With me." He gave another tug to the front of his shirt, drawing their lips together.

Eren's heart pounded as he melted underneath Levi's touch, completely giving in to him and kissing back without hesitation.

The smaller man pulled away after a moment, clearing his throat, "Im staying. For a while."

In a psych center in town, which was about an hour away from that mysterious little man and his Live-in-the-wild friend, one black haired woman in her 20's stood at the front desk, yelling at one of the nurses.

"What do you mean, he escaped? How could he have gotten out of this place? God damn it. You better find my friend, or I swear," Mikasa Ackerman was never one to yell, but at a time like this, yelling seemed like the best option in her opinion.

"Im so sorry, Miss," the nurse replied, clasping her hands together, "But was in an alliance with one of our staff, and managed to be assisted in his escape."

"Then get him back. He is sick, so ill to the point where he can't take a step without talking to some fictional being created by his mind," she heaved, banging her fist on the counter. She rested her head in her hand, sighing, "God only knows whats happened to him."