Probably one of the most beautiful stories I've ever written. Please enjoy this fluff.
Levi flickered his wavering eyes towards the young girl who stood just a few meters away from him—currently preparing her appearance in front of the reflecting mirror.
He exhaled sharply, his mind racing in a fast pace— feelings all churning in absolute turmoil. It was beyond him. It was twisted how much a slight tremor can erupt into a powerful, unforeseeable pressure. A pressure that rested heavily upon his chest without caution. The incessant throbbing that caused him to falter. The quakes in his muscles that lured him into deep, merciful bliss. It was overwhelming yet, it was also a very beautiful feeling.
His breath lodged deeply in his throat, his heart going into frenzied palpitations. He took slow, measured steps—his eyes sliding to the reflection in the mirror where she stood. "You look absolutely stunning." He let out in a rugged voice, his tone burning with sincerity. It was the truth. Nothing more, nothing less. The sharp edges of her jaws that lightly touched the tips of her onyx hair— the dark, charcoal hued eyes that beckoned his very being, and the milky, polished face that revealed transparent scars that were only apparent to his eyes. That's what made her existence intoxicating. Those scars reminding him of their past—what they endured in their moments of despair, how they carried on with the burdens on the short lengths of their shoulders—their existence gradually weaving together. What started off as feelings of animosity and resentment, to constant, overpowering clashes—somehow surfaced into habitual tremors, shortenings of breaths, and mutual attraction.
They were opposite forces that fused into something beyond words. They were 'Humanity's Strongest,' which led the sufferings within the walls into a renewed symbol of survival. Though it was quite the opposite of the illusions that people burned through their minds. They were human. Beings who endured their pains through a masked pretense which misled others to believe that they were anything but people with sentimental value. They were undeniably strong when it came to physical attributes, but on the inside, they withered in the deep hollows of their souls.
They were alike—reflections of each other, equal grounding with different resolves. His resolve to annihilate the Titans and her resolve to protect the ones that brought her sanity. Different they were, their resolution was all but the same. To repay a debt. A debt that ignited a flame in the depths of their vacant hearts. Giving them a new form of life. Two ruined beings who followed in the steps of their saviors—while leading in front of masses of people, forced to relinquish any traces of weakness. They were ruptured in a sense— defected by their sickened past, leaving a bitter coldness in the remoteness in their eyes. Yet, by twisted fate, the moment their existence clashed together, they formed a new kind of warmth. A warmth that binded their futures together.
Levi locked his gaze with the woman in front of him, unveiling the mixture of emotions surfacing on his face. He drew jagged breaths, attempting to calm his screaming nerves. It was frightening to be shaken by a force. A force that belonged to Mikasa Ackerman.
"Nervous?" Her soft-spoken voice reverberated in his eardrums, her eyes searching in the depths of his orbs.
"More on the lines of being cautious." He breathed, diverting his half-lidded eyes away from her.
She let out a small laugh, gradually making her way in front of him, her eyes shadowing the beguilement surfacing in her dark pupils. "Levi," She exhaled, parting her pink flushed lips slowly. "I'm not going anywhere, I'm here right now, at this moment, in front of you." Her words were pure bliss to his ears, causing his mind to dive into a pool of tranquility. He inhaled slowly, absorbing her enticing aroma, and taking her supple hand into his.
"Promise you won't go anywhere?" His eyes probed deeply into hers—silently observing the changes in her expression.
Her eyes lit up instantly, her cheeks shaded into a deep maroon as the words that he waited his whole life to hear, rolled off the tip of her tongue and escaped from the partings of her lips. "I promise to always be here."
That was enough for him. This moment right now. Her overpowering words that sent him soaring through absolute paradise. She was a sanctuary. A beautiful light who's witnessed the cruelty of the world, yet managed to outshine it in all aspects. If he was the night sky that wandered aimlessly with no direction— then he swore she was the burning star that lit up his dreary sky, triumphing his internal burdens and sending his soul ablaze. Her clashing force was the best damn thing that's ever happened to him and he knew that together, in this merciless world—they would some day discover the peace that they've been reaching for, for so long. A place where they could finally be set free from their cages.
Mikasa quickly reached for her veil, lightly concealing her face with the soft fabric, her eyes reaching him for a protracted moment. "Ready?" She breathed, using her free hand to lift her ivory dress up from touching the ground.
The edges of his lips pulled up, as he clasped his hand with hers, interlocking their fingers between the open gaps that fitted so perfectly. "Ready." He replied back, his eyes drifting forward as he led her towards the doors of the church halls.
As long as they were together, they would some day discover the peace that they so much seeked for. The place where they could finally let go of all of their heavy weights and completely be human beings—not for the sake of others, but for the sake of their happiness. Happily in the midst of their lives. Surviving in each other's hearts.
Sorry for the amount of fluffiness in this story! T_T just tearing up a bit you know. God, I hate myself for writing such beautiful moments like these.
I hoped you enjoyed the story!