Levi doesn't sleep most nights, anyone could tell by the constant bags under his eyes. Before, nights were long, cold, and lonely, but now she's here, and things are more bearable.

Petra's asleep, hands curled around his waist, and forehead slightly touching his. Her hair's as neat as a rat's nest, and she's drooling on his pillow, but Levi thinks she's absolutely gorgeous.

For the millionth time, he wonders if this is a dream, for her loving him is too good to be true. She's an angel from above, gracefully smiteing titans, and he's but a mere mortal blinded by her presence. Still she loves him, and he loves her for how could he not?

Before the nights were filled with depressing thoughts and nightmares, but now they're filled with impossible hopes and impossible dreams. Of him buying a little house in the woods, a ring to go along with it. Then instead of waking up for another doomed expedition, they'd run. They'd live in their little house, and finally they'd be free. And they'd won't need to be anything, just happy and together. Maybe one day there would be little brats running out.

"Levi?" Petra groans tiredly, as her eyelids slowly flutter open. "What's going on?"

For a minute he's tempted to share his dream, to convince her to run and not worry about titans anymore. But slowly, reality sinks back in. His dreams are only that, dreams.

"Nothing, go back to sleep," He kisses her heavy eyelids til they close. Those things are in the end only dreams. He has more important things to worry about, like Eren and the expedition tomorrow.

Levi doesn't sleep much still, but that's not important. What's important is he's found her again.

"Petra," He whispers it like a pray as he wraps his arms around her waist, as he's done countless times before.

"I can't believe it's really you," Amber eyes glow with love. Despite the lack of taunt muscles, of scars, and different names, they're both still themselves. They're still the Levi and Petra of the past.

"Promise me this is real." He worries, because too many times this moment has haunted his dreams.

"I can't promise you anything, but I know this." Tenderly she presses her forehead against his again. "If I'm dreaming, there's no way in hell I'm waking up."

Maybe this is impossible, but Levi doesn't care, maybe they won't get the house in the woods with brats running around, for now her touch is all he needs to believe.

A.N. part of collab with define-x, drabble to go with this: post/96040767767/this-is-for-my-rievtra-swap-with-seasaltmemories