"Why Not You?"

"Why Not You?"

Kinda like this, kinda don't. I'm posting regardless.

Pairing: Levi Ackerman x Black!fem!OC (can be platonic or romantic)

Warning: Cursing. Mentions of death. Acceptance of the void. Vague end of the world talk.

Finding a quiet place to rest was harder than Tiny thought it would be. Her juniors ran back and forth, calling out to each other and drunk off cheap booze. Envy filled her bones every time she saw someone holding hands or dragging someone along before she released that feeling. It’s not their fault. It wasn’t her fault. Life just worked like that.

Tiny stumbled into the corner by accident. Broken bottles and wet newspaper on cobblestone streets made it difficult for her boots to find traction. The corner looked as good as a resting spot as any other. The thickness of her green cloak kept her body heat from seeping into the cold bricks against her back. Tiny sighed. Tomorrow would soon arrive. And with it, her highly probable demise. There was a chance that humanity might survive. That she may survive. But she didn’t like getting her hopes up, it hurt too much to proved wrong and fucked over.

Hope is how she ended up in this bullshit.

Taking a swig from a flask she kept on her, the woman reveled in the burn traveling down her throat. Alcohol has never tasted better, in her opinion, than right now in a dingy corner, waiting for the world to cave in.

“Should have known you’d find somewhere to drink yourself to death.” The words only encouraged Tiny to take another gulp, droplets escaping by the corner of her lips and trailing down her chin. “Fucking disgusting.”

“Hello to you too, Levi. How nice of you to check on me.” Her words were like her blades, dull and easy to ignore. Levi stared her down with a blank face. “Were you lonely? Too old to hang with the youngins so you had to find the nearest person with arthritis?”

Levi only leaned against the wall next to her, snatching her flask with his honed muscles and dumping it on the wet cobblestone.

“Little bitch.” Tiny muttered. Her eyes already had a glassy look to them, making her look otherworldly to Levi with the way her pupils seemed to absorb the moonlight. Clumsy footsteps passed the pair in the open streets, the sound of youth and chaos bouncing off the stone buildings. “If I can’t drink now, when can I?”

“After we survive.”

“If we survive.” Soft lips corrected. “Tomorrow’s not promised. I should be able to drink myself to death before then.” Tiny reached up and yanked the ribbon holding her hair in a bun out, freeing her thick hair. “I deserve that much.”

“You’re an idiot.” More footsteps passed by. The silence of their corner felt out of place in a place like this, on a night like this. People were in the streets, shouting and jeering. Parents of young children had already shut their doors for the night and blew out the lanterns outside their homes. Levi imagined what it would be like to be surrounded by a family on a night like this.

“Well, I’m still thirsty. Let's go to the kitchen and make some tea.” He snapped out of his wondering by the movement of the woman next to him. A brown hand clasped onto his forearm tight, dragging him out into the busy street. His gaze stayed on the curly-haired woman in front of him, carving a path through chaos, unknowingly bringing up old memories of her on the battlefield, doing the same thing.

They arrived at the communal kitchen and found it ransacked. Cabinets and drawers were left wide open and empty, food packages littered counter space, and covered wooden floors. Levi scrunched his nose at the mess, already turning to the door to berate his juniors.

“Let it go,” Tiny ordered him, not caring one way or the other if he listened to her. Her boots kicked away debris as she glided to the one untouched spot in the kitchen. “No one touched your tea. Even on the last day of earth, no one was brave enough to touch your shit.”

“I’m honored.” Tiny hummed, calloused fingers busy picking out the leaves she wanted to steep. Levi shoved her out the way, her thighs collided with open cabinet doors. The curse she let out didn’t bother the short man. “Don’t touch my shit. Sit down or something.”

Levi had prepared a pot in silence, bringing the kettle over to the table where she decided to sit. The cups didn’t match but Tiny didn’t care. Without tasting the beverage she drizzled honey into her cup. Levi sneered. They drank in silence.

Cold eyes stared the woman down. Her body was covered head to toe in uniform, but he could see through the fabric and view the healed wounds he knew she had. Her lips and eyebrow were the only visible flesh marred with scars. Even then, they were faint, caused by razor-sharp blades that didn’t dig too deep into her skin.

“Stop staring,” Tiny grumbled as she placed her empty cup down. “Unless you’re going to confess your undying love to me right before we die tomorrow, stop staring. It's weird.”

“Fine.” His eyes didn’t move and she didn’t mention it. Pouring another cup of tea, Tiny held the rim of her cup up to her mouth.

“You think I’m being dramatic?” He shook his head, and shifted his gaze to the door, on the other side ruckus was being made and property becoming destroyed.

“It’s more than likely we’ll die tomorrow, you’re preparing for that outcome.” Tiny cocked her head to the side, a dreary smile on her face.

“Why are you here, Levi? Why are you sitting with me? Hange, Erwin, those brats. You could be with them or by yourself. Why me? We haven’t spoken in months.”

“Why not you?” Tiny went back to drinking her tea, done with her questions. He didn’t react to the hand she placed on top of his, nor the tears rimming her eyes. In the candlelight, the dark green of their cloaks complimented her skin tone.

Tiny sipped her tea and reflected on her life. Her highs and lows. The people she’s lost trying to survive in their cruel reality. She believed she was ready to die, ready to embrace the end. Living felt exhausting, every day she woke up, Tiny prayed to the gods for a reason to keep going, to keep fighting, to keep breathing. When she glanced at Levi, it felt like she had been given an answer.

“We should get some sleep. Old hags like us need all the rest we can get if we’re going to survive the apocalypse.” Levi agreed and rose out of his chair to clean the kettle and put away the dishes. He felt the eyes of Tiny stare him down as he moved. She made no hint to help. Just watched. When He put the last cup away, a hand was there to tug him along. Always tugging him, always leading him into the unknown.

They passed by occupied rooms, the sound of skin smacking together and false promises being made filling the silence. Tiny arrived at his door where she dug into his jacket pocket for the key. “We can sleep together. I know how cold you get. You’ve probably been shivering for the last few months without me.”

“Change your clothes. I don’t want city grime in my bed.” Tiny smirked and followed his request. Two bodies were wrapped in a blanket and smushed on the bed.

“Goodnight Levi, See you on the other side.” Her hand found his and her worry faded to the background. Not gone, just light enough to not weigh her down as she slept. She decided that she could die like this. In the bed with Levi, full of booze and tea.

“Night, Tiny” Their breathing slowed but the noise outside did not lessen. The two found peace in the night, accepting that whatever would happen, would happen regardless if they stayed up or laid down.

Then the world caved in.

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Rated R | Minors DNI

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