Ymir remained silent as she lead them through parts of the building that they hadn't seen before. No wanting to risk anything, the group of human slaves stayed quiet, also. Suddenly Ymir stopped by a metal door that was painted a sky blue, but the paint was obviously old since there were a lot of spaces of the sky blue color missing.
Ymir did a quick look around to make sure no one else was in the area, then quickly opened the door and ushered them inside. "Get in there. Hurry."
Levi rolled his eyes and walked inside the room. One by one the rest of them filed inside. [Name] stepped in a looked around the room; it was almost like a small bedroom but had no furniture in it. The only thing in there besides them was Christa. "Why are we here?" [Name] asked blinking slowly.
"I have an idea."
They all raised an eyebrow. "And?" Eren pushed.
"It involves getting your weapons back, and some new ones." Christa went on. Sasha smiled, her eyes widening. "Seriously?! 'Cause I feel so naked without a weapon."
"I did not need to know that," Eren said cringing. Sasha rolled her eyes at him then turned back to Christa to listen for more details. [Name] glanced over at Levi to see his usual masked face, just expressionless and staring forward. It'd been about two and a half weeks since they confessed their feelings, but [Name] could still tell that Levi was having trouble showing them. It also didn't help that they were being forced as human slaves and that the dead are moving around eating people.
That might just be an assumption, but you never know.
Levi caught [Name]'s gaze and soften his eyes as he looked at her worn out figure. When his eyes met hers, the corners of his mouth twitched like they wanted to smile but couldn't bring themselves to the not-so familiar feeling. He knows that he hasn't been the best boyfriend, hell, the word "boyfriend" in general made him feel uneasy, but even though he didn't show it often, he cared about [Name]. The past two and a half weeks have been nothing but short, small kisses, cuddling, small talk, and the occasional making eye contact while they worked. Sure, he felt bad, but there wasn't much he could really do with the situation they were in. But when they escaped this place, he promised himself that'd he would make it up to her.
Because in all honesty, he was falling for her. Hard, too.
[Name] smiled at Levi when she saw him looking back at her, with only ended up with Levi quickly turning away with a faint color of pink dusting his cheeks. [Name] lightly laughed then turned her attention back to Christa.
"Meet Ymir and me by the pole with the orange paint on it after dinner, because we'll get those weapons and then get out of here," Christa explain, her eyes shining with big hope, like she fully believed that their plan would work out.
"How are we going to get out, anyways?" Connie asked.
"You guys planned it, I'm just going to help along the way."
"What about after we escape? Where would we even go?" Armin questioned, looking worried and unsure about the idea itself.
"Already got that planned out."
"What do you mean 'planned out,'" Levi asked, his stormy gray eyes turning into slits. Christa sighed and shut her eyes, then opened them moments later. "Just trust me on this."
"We should we trust you to begin with?" Mikasa asked coldly, her voice still monotone.
"Like I said, you can kill me if I break your trust or betray you," Christa reminded. The room fell silent, then [Name] sighed. "Either way we have to take the chance." Sasha bit her lip like she was thinking about then raised her hands up and shrugged, "She's right. We have to take the chance."
Levi blinked then uncrossed his arms, he face still remained blank and unreadable. "Fine. We'll trust you."
The group of human slaves sat there, either staring or poking their food with a fork to see if it was even editable. The food they fed their "workers" wasn't exactly five-star restaurant material, and it didn't even come close to being a regular fast food one.
It was way far from becoming that good.
"Are we really going to go through with this?"
"Yep."
The table feel silent again. [Name] could tell everyone was worried about tonight, the night they make their escape. As she was staring off into space and mindlessly biting on her bottom lip, a warm, firm hand rested on her upper knee. [Name] snapped out of her thoughts and worries and turned to see who was touching her, and of course, she came face-to-face with Levi. His hair was slightly greasy from all the sweat and hard work he's been doing lately, and his dirt covered white shirt clung loosely to his torso.
"Yeah?" [Name] asked turning her body so that she faced him completely. "You know it'll be okay, right?" Levi asked, not bothering to take his eyes off of [Name]'s [e/c] ones. [Name] sighed and shrugged her shoulders, her head dropping down slightly.
"I don't really know."
Levi's hand grasped [Name]'s, and by this point the others were having a normal conversation about what they wanted to be in life before the world turned to trash. No one was paying attention to the two lovers. Which in Levi's opinion, was great.
"Don't. I'll be there, with you, right by your side throughout the whole time," Levi assured, his eyes showing no signs of lies or jokes. [Name] blinked then slowly nodded. "Okay."
"Hey, you two lovebirds, c'mon." Sasha laughed as the others started walking out of the dining room. Or whatever they call it. [Name] giggled and rolled her eyes as Levi just scoffed and stood up. "You better watch your mouth, potato girl."
"Potato girl?! Where the fuck did that come from?!" Sasha almost shrieked. Levi stopped in his tracks and slowly turned his head so that he was staring right at Sasha's angered face. "Because that's all you ever ate and you look like one." With that, Levi turned back around and continued to walk ahead of the flustered girl and his girlfriend.
"I don't understand how you like that," Sasha scoffed, her face twisting in disgust. [Name] smiled and shrugged. "I don't really understand it myself, either."
They all stood soundlessly by the pole with orange paint on it. The lights were off, but the sun still shone through the small windows that were up high. The sun would be setting soon, which meant they'd be leaving soon.
Such little time.
Small female like footsteps echoed in the dark lit room then Christa appeared with Ymir standing tall as always right behind her. "You all here?" Christa asked scanning her eyes over the group. [Name] nodded. "Yeah."
"Good."
"Why are we here again?" Connie asked.
"Weapons. That behind that door-" Christa's right arm gestured to the door to their right that was painted black, "-then down a few hallways, some turns, then there's the weapon room."
"This should be easy," Jean smirked.
"And that's where you're wrong," Ymir said bluntly, ruining the moment. Eren frowned, "What do you mean?"
"That room is heavily guarded for many reasons. It has all the weapons, along with some other stuff, and since it's such a big room they need extra guards to be on watch," Christa explained with a sad sigh.
"How many people do they have?" Jean asked, almost wanting to scoff.
"A lot."
"How?" Mikasa questioned.
"Many people think it's a good, safe place. Even before all this happened the MP's were pretty popular in Idaho. Everyone wanted to be one, but it meant you had to have skill and muscle. It was a bodyguard business, after all." Ymir explained.
"People are so stupid.." [Name] mumbled, almost wanting to scoff that people could even thing that the MP was a good place. It was anything but that.
"Whatever, they have numbers, but most of those shitheads don't have half a brain," Levi said, "so let's just get our fucking weapons back."
