You woken up from the movement on your head. Opening your eyes, you found Hanji, watching you with a glint of regret while caressing your hair. You tried to get up but massive pain from every parts of your body hold you down.

"Don't get up yet. You're bruised." She says and pulled up the blanket to cover your bare shoulder, "What happened? I passed Shorty when he came out from your room."

You didn't answer. Instead, you took her hand and hold it on your forehead as you crying again. She keep caressing your hair, doesn't have the heart to pushed you as she's been witnessing this scene since Levi came to join the Scouting Legion for the first time years ago.

"I want him... I just... I can't... He's..." You tried to muster your words with no avail as you knew you yourself don't want to hear it. You get up and clutching to her, ignoring the pain it caused. She hugs you back lovingly as that's the only thing she can provide for your broken self. She mad at Levi for putting you in this situation but knew better that she can't blame him for that.

"Don't, Levi. Don't do something you'll regret." Hanji said. You're so busy crying and don't realized Levi entered your room. You turned your head, looking at him with tears flowing from your beautiful eyes.

"Out." He said to Hanji. She sighed, kiss your forehead in motherly act then left. Levi sit beside you as he heard the door closed. You clinged to him like a lost child and trembling as hell. He hold your body in his arm, yet there's no affection from the supposed to be caring action. You knew. And you don't care. As long as you can touches him physically, that's all it matter for you. Afterall, his heart is long gone. Died together with Farlan and Isabel in that deadly expedition. As for you, nothing left within your heart besides sorrow and hatred. Sorrow from the regret you harboured when you met Levi for the second time, and hatred towards Erwin for using you as the bargain chip to catched Levi.

"Stop this. It doesn't like you." He said in low tone with a glint of loneliness. You shook your head, refused to be reminded as your old self. He pulled the blanked you dropped, covering your bruised body and broken self. How he regret to caused you this pain, yet there's no other way left for you to stay in this world without feeling awfully dejected.

He pushed you down, kissing your lips as soft as he can. He know how bad you want to be broken by him but he can't inflict another wound to your soul without losing you. You kiss him back desperately in attempt to stay where you are, to not going back to your old self when you carelessly broken his heart.

He broke the kiss and look at you, feeling lost as he run out of way to keep your soul intact, to not losing any more of it's pieces. Even in this pitiful state, in his eyes, your form is still as beautiful as the first time you met him. Even though there's no more happiness aura coming, even though there's no more cheerful radiance gleaming, even though there's no more smile shining, you still as elegance as that princess he fell in love with.

If only he was there. If only he was faster. If only he was stronger. Maybe you won't had to get through that hell behind the Wall of Sina.

And maybe you'll be the one to pull me from this damn bottomless pit,
not to drown yourself here just because you can't fucking escape from that living hell.

You caress Levi's cheek as he unconsciously let the horror of the past consumed his mind. You shook your head, wordlessly demanding him not to go even deeper. He obeyed you, slowly but surely let your feature invading his mind like a plaque, just so all of the sacrifice he made to bring you back won't be in vain. You did the same, carving his into your mind, making sure you won't forget all the effort you made to be his side.

Just how much further should i break you?
Just how much longer should i hurt you?

"Don't worry. No matter what happen, i'll be here." You said, reading his mind like an open book. He turned you around, lying down with you on top of him, hiding his face on your hair as you hide yours on his chest. In that moment, you both found the piece of puzzle that connected you together.

We're made from the broken parts.
We're broken from the start.