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Levi saw Erwin through a computer screen, where sand and sun had kissed his flesh, stained his cheeks and neck. He looked so beautiful like that, even though he was on the other side of the world fighting a war that Levi didn’t believe in. But he believed in Erwin, always had. The man had these visions of grandeur, this idea that he owed someone something, this unrelenting sense of devotion that he would burn himself down for.
There wasn’t much Levi put his faith in: he worshipped no god, prayed no prayers, didn’t wish on shooting stars nor copper coins tossed to water fountains. But he believed in Erwin with a force he couldn’t yield or contain. Wherever those blue eyes looked, Levi would look also. So when Erwin whispered in his ear before stepping onto that plane, bidding his husband goodbye, saying ‘I’ll come home to you, my love’, Levi took it as more than a promise. He took it as gospel; written in stone and blood and cosmic stardust.
I’ll come home to you, my love.