okay but hange and reader going on a double date w erwin and levi 🤭🤭 ERURI 🔛🔝🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
𝑫𝑶����𝑩𝑳𝑬 𝑫𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑺- 𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑬 𝑿 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹 & 𝑬𝑹𝑼𝑹𝑰
A/N: OH EM GEE GUYS i GUESSSSSSS🙄🙄🙄 i wrote this for my totally not sweet kind gorgeous sexy beautiful kind funny hilarious angelic friend who i love so much🙄🙄 TOTALLY NOT🙄🙄 anyways I ENJOYED WRITING THIS SM LIKE UGH ITS SO CUTE I HOPE EVERYONE ENJOYS REEEEAAAAGGGG
double dates are A NEED
either a fancy dinner or a bar
erwin always always ALWAYS pays
hange reaches for the check and erwin just slides his card in there
you four alternate at which restaurant
you guys never ever run out of topics to talk about!!
you guys having baking dates
erwin and levi def have a bakery together, so they try and teach you and hange
hange ends up messing things up and levi’s like “ykw you just watch for the sake of my sanity”
THE TREATS COME OUT YUMMY
YOU GUYS GO ON HIKESSSS!!
hange and you know lots of good trails
erwin’s def the type of person to bring 100 water bottles, snacks, bug spray, bandaids, ALL OF IT
levi is complaining about his shoes getting dirty
hange picked up random bugs and erwin’s like “oh ok! interesting… set it down.”
“he’s not gonna hurt you, eyebrows” hange rolled their eyes smfh
beach dates omg they are the cutest
again, here comes erwin with everything in his house
hange splashes everyone while levi’s like “:|”
can’t even lie erwin made some BANGER sandwiches
you told hange to let it digest before going back to swimming
“nothings gonna happen you’re just overthinking it!” hange fired back
also them in the car on the ride home “Y/NNNN MY STOMACH HURTSSS!!”
ooo late night homemade dinner nights
erwin and levi bring the best local wine and steak
you make stuffed baked potatoes and hanges just sitting there like :D
oooof the topics hall get into are crazy
from the deepest darkest theories to hange’s crazy thoughts
you guys are so different, you and hange hold hands and hange likes to eat off of your plate as to where erwin and levi sit by each other and keep pda to a minimum LMAO
hange def knows a place where cherry blossom trees bloom every year
hange takes you guys there and you make a picnic basket
levi and erwin enjoy it very much :)
they had a moment where levi just laid on erwin’s lap and erwin ran his fingers through his hair
hange was def trying to climb trees or something
DOUBLE DATE VACATIONS OMG you guys love traveling together
erwin def organizes the trip
hange knows a bunch of different languages so you guys can basically go anywhere and they know it
nothing is ever a secret between you four
erwin is a gossip FIEND
hange and levi aren’t that into the gossip so they usually merge into their own conversations
wine tasting is def a need for erwin
levi prefers his tea tasting but he’ll do whatever for his husband I GUESSS
double dates are a need no matter what, plus what’s better than getting four friends together ?? NOTHING
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//graphic death, blood
Levi is in his sights—rather his form, so small and crumpled in the bloody mud like a kicked dog. Harder and quicker, Erwin bears down on his horse, and rides faster than he ever has in his life.
Every other squad has gathered to regroup miles away. When all Eld had to tell Erwin was that Levi volunteered to exterminate the last of the Titans in the area, Erwin wasn't worried. He has always had faith in Levi to do his duty, and he was strong. Unfaltering, superior, ironclad.
But then, the pain. The poisonous tendrils feel as unreal as they very well are, felt seemingly under several layers of skin. If he peeled his shirt up or felt the back of his head, Erwin knows there would be no open wound; if he attempted to walk, it would be effortless despite the pain screeching down the nerves in his leg, because pains of this nature have always been Levi's. They have shared pain and pleasure alike for a long time.
The once-beautiful meadow is a trampled, muddy battlefield. Grasses crushed, steam still lifting off the nodding flowers. Whatever happened here, every Titan is indeed gone.
Erwin comes up on Levi's mangled form fast, and leaps off his horse with no preamble. There is nothing else left in the world except for this.
He collapses to his knees beside him, and calls his name for the nth time—many enough for the two syllables of his name to have lost meaning.
He is in pain, so he must be alive. His hand hovers over Levi's still back while Erwin thinks fast of how to go about this. Whatever he chooses, he must not injury Levi further.
His wings—his cape—lays halfway off one shoulder. Blood oiling his hair creates a red night. Crumpled on his side. Shoulders rise and fall with his stiff breaths, but. So much blood—beyond his hair, soaked into his side and his muddy pants. He undoubetedly sustained a concussion... and... who knows.
"Levi. I used a flare. Medics will be here soon," he says in a flurry, and Erwin realizes he's debriefing him. He doesn't know how to approach this—he has never seen Levi like this.
Erwin cringes as pain lambasts him and speaks Levi's name like a demand once again. "Levi, Captain Levi, wake up and look at me—that's an order."
Levi groans thickly as arms maneuver him onto his back, not allowing him to lie flat, but to quiver in his arms. An enormous sigh of relief leaves him, only for him to suck in a swift, frightened breath. His silver eyes are open, but instead of that silver, all Erwin sees is the whites, the irises rolled back. His skin is pallid and clammy, like a sick man. A stream of aged, thick blood follows down from his nostrils, caking his untidy cravat.
Breaths leave Levi in thick rattles. "Erv'...'vin? You're here."
"Yes. That's it, that's it." Erwin makes a meager attempt to straighten it—he doesn't know why, but that that's what Levi would want—and scoops up the back of his head, cringing at the wet feeling. He's gentle. Gentle as he brings Levi's muddy hand to his side. "I'm here. Use pressure."
"Fuck."
They feel the blunt agony at the same time, but Levi of course suffers the most. His thick rasps dissolve into the weakest coughing despite what Levi appears to be choking on. That something soon spatters Erwin's face and oozes from the sides of Levi's cracked lips.
God, it’s Levi’s blood.
"Sorry. I failed."
"You did not. That's the furthest thing from my mind," Erwin breathes. He runs his fingers through his damp bangs, brushing them off his forehead. He whispers, "I order you to look at me. Don't fall asleep. Help will be here soon. Love, do you understand?"
One thing they have always each agreed on was keeping their relationship inside the Walls. It has no place in battle. In the horrors beyond the Walls. But.
Levi whimpers as his glazed eyes crack open again. "Tired."
He doesn't look, or sound like Levi, Erwin realizes. Let it be possible he somehow mixed this fallen soldier up with Levi. This is a dream. Dreams don't make sense.
Erwin's abdomen is wet with blood. The blossoming red is growing, and Levi is fading. He feels his strength seeping away as it happens. Erwin feels it in his own bones.
Levi is dying, Erwin realizes, his stomach plummeting. In his arms. My Levi.
"You can sleep in the injured wagon, so you must hold on a while longer. This is nothing but a setback. I could not, be happier with what you've done here." He whispers these brittle reassurances through the echoes of Levi's pain.
Levi utters a low moan of pain. "Talkin' like. I'm."
Erwin keels over, carding his bangs back rapidly. He cradles him in his arms, holding on while he loses him more and more. "I am not. I simply, could not have more love for you. Levi." He touches his pasty cheek.
And more and more. "Levi?" Wet sobs increasingly infect Erwin's voice. He brings their joined hands over Levi's heart and strokes, as if that will help.
"Stupid Blondie..." He coughs. "Blondie boy."
"Ha... Yes, that's me, my love. I'm... I'm right here with you."
Levi's eyes flutter. "Tired." They seem heavier than steel. "Erwin," he says, quiet, broken and so meek.
Bluish-silver fogs, and dulls as the light behind them turns vacant. His eyes are opened into slits, but they don't see—they will never see again. His lips parted open, but will never again speak. The full weight of Levi's head sags down on his palm.
A random sob shoots up in Erwin's chest. An agonized shout is torn out. Pain of loss, a loss like this, goes beyond description. It's impossible to name and define. It is like being possessed by demons, torn by the gnashing of teeth. For seconds on end, the sensation of ripping and tearing is Erwin's entire life.
Wet tears bleed against Levi's neck. He is still here, but he is no longer present. When he calls his name, there will never be an answer. His demure and disgruntled remarks and teases and the way his eyes light up, and hover shut in passion, and quirk when he's suspicious, all these moments and times over days, hours spent, in years.
No longer.
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