Ok so maybe not a tear jerker (not at all) but it still fits the prompt I guess… The setting is my Importance AU but really don't need to read that to understand the gist of what's going on. "A Choice with No Regrets", except yes, Levi regrets one thing…
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Rivetra Week (2013 Prompts) - Repentance
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"We're wasting too much time. Erwin's office won't remain vacant all night," Farlan murmurs in persistence, but his silent companion's attention is still fixated on the figures of two young women sitting together. He recognizes both of them - knows them very well - a redheaded youth and a copper-haired woman. They are illuminated by the light of the lanterns that sway ever so slightly from their hooks on the porch overhang. The two men observing them keep to the shadows.
As of late, Isabel has taken refuge in the hospitable company of Petra, much to Levi's dismay. Yes, he feels somewhat disappointed that neither he nor Farlan can compensate for the lack of a mother/sister figure in the young girl's life, but of all the damn times and of all the damn people in these walls she has to pick now and Petra Fucking Ral at that. He tries to direct her away, warns her not to get too attached. Petra is a hindrance to their mission… and a pain in the ass to Levi in more ways than one. Isabel… well, some of the things she lets fly out of that unfiltered mouth of hers is nothing short of mortifying.
For instance:
"Hey, Neesan…so would you say that Aniki is a good kisser? He's been wondering ever since last time."
Petra wears such a strange face that Levi cannot decide whether it means she is merely taken aback by the question or that she was hit by the draft coming from the outhouses. Regardless, it closely mirrors his present expression. Her lips set into a thin line.
Oblivious, Isabel stands to leave, lightheartedly shoving her hands deeply into her jacket pockets. "I know I shouldn't have done it, but… I stole his journal." She giggles in an unusually girlish way. "He taught me how to pick locks, after all."
"I will break her thumbs," Levi mutters under his breath, chillingly calm, and Farlan hushes him. The details were getting juicy at this point.
Then he sees Petra smiles wryly. "Well, I know he never would have made the first move."
"Oh?" Isabel and Levi say in unison, though no one notices the latter.
The young woman nods, tucking a stray copper lock neatly behind her ear. He watches the small movement, pretends he is not distracted by it, or that he remembers how soft that hair is beneath his fingertips.
She says something else but Levi quickly turns away, uninterested in this change of conversation, or just eager to run away from it. "Let's get out of here. You know Erwin isn't going to be busy for long. Don't drag your feet, Farlan." The other man rolls his eyes. As they glide from rooftop to rooftop via 3DMG, Levi hears a strange sound that he does not immediately identify as his companion snickering. He shoots him a sidelong glance, grey eyes blinking in silent puzzlement.
"Petra-neesan likes you," Farlan chimes in his best imitation of Isabel. This statement is closely followed by a charmingly loud snort.
Levi scoffs with undisguised displeasure, draping the dark hood of his cloak over his face. "I still don't fucking like her."