Don't Leave Me [Levi/Rivaille x Reader] Chapter 2

SPOILER ALERT: If you haven't completely finished the Forest of Giant Trees mission, skip the part in the curly brackets.



Levi sat in his office, smothered in paperwork. He scrawled and looped and signed. Every piece was the same. A squad getting approved here, a wallist rebellion there…

Eren shifted in his chair, furrowing his brow as he sifted through some pages. Hanji had assigned him several articles on the history of the walls, hoping that the boy could think of how his Titan powers came into play.

A comfortable silence had filled the room, broken only by Eren’s frequent fidgeting. Levi sighed. The boy was incorrigible; all he ever wanted to do was kill Titans.

The little office was quite humid after last night’s thunderstorm. Moisture assaulted Levi’s crisply ironed uniform, making him frown in disgust.

He stood up, reaching the window in two easy strides and throwing it open. A soft breeze drifted into the room, alighting on his ivory skin as he sat down.

Straightening his papers, he moved on to the next documents.

He stopped when he saw the page labeled “New Recruits”. Deep in his heart, in a little crevice that never saw the light of day, he wondered who would succumb to their latest mission. Who would die under his command?

Then he became himself again. Scanning the document and scribbling a signature at the bottom, he acknowledged that he read it.

They died at his command, but they didn’t die for him. They died for humanity. Humanity would remember their sacrifice and honor them for it. Heck, they were heroes.

After a few minutes, Levi glanced at his clock. Nine thirty. A meeting.

“Let’s go, Eren.”

“Yes, sir.”

Irvin had called all the commanding officers to discuss sealing Wall Maria. He briefed them over the development of the plan, informing them that the three branches would be working together. The Military Police representatives grumbled audibly, and the Garrison members looked tense. Hanji yelled throughout the whole meeting, making his head pound.

Once the briefing was over, Levi went to supervise the cadets’ training. Today, they were honing their sparring skills. He allowed Eren to join his friends and watched as the boy skillfully landed a hit.

For the rest of the day, he buried himself in work. Endless meetings, paperwork, and training awaited him.

The day flew by, leaving wispy tendrils of memory swirling around his mind.

He climbed into bed. Scratchy sheets engulfed him in their ghostly folds.

Sorrow flicked her bloody hair and kicked him in the stomach. Pain trickled under his chest and crushed his heart.

He couldn’t even remember all of them anymore.



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The most recent deaths were still fresh in his mind. Petra… Günther…Oluo…Eld…he could see them being torn open, feel their still-warm blood upon his skin, hear them cry his name.

And of course, the old squad.




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Angelika…Florian…Niklas…Lea. Their shadowy forms flickered beside him, just out of his reach. He could see Angelika’s flowing red curls and hear Florian’s raspy laugh. His black-brown eyes met Niklas’ deep blue orbs and Lea’s forest green sapphires.

And [y/n]. Her shining eyes watched him, lips folded into a pout.

But the older faces flowed into one another, blending into a single blur. He could only distinguish a hair color here, a feature there.

They were supposed to die heroes, but were they not just nameless faces in a crowd?

“I’m sorry,” he sighed.

He didn’t even know how they all died. Did they fight until the very end? Or were the swallowed whole in some quiet alleyway?

And [y/n]…how did she die?