Still Here (Insane!Levi X Reader)

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Midnight twinkled in the deep blue azure of the sky, stars shimmering brighter than diamonds and moon a full glimmering orb. The soft gentle breeze of the nighttime wind fluttered into the lonely room through the window that was thrown open every evening. The serene, slightly icy darkness was welcoming, peaceful and calming in a way. And yet... A shadowed essence loomed in the darkness of the shadowed room. The horrid habit that developed every night was merely a mistake...

Jolt, scream, twitch, lurch, whimper. Repeat. Jolt, scream, twitch, lurch, whimper. Repeat. It was an endless cycle of torment and agony, the reoccurring nightmare reiterating over and over again with none of its small blissful moments available to make up for the abominable memory. His actions outside of his unconscious state, he was unaware of. He wasn't receptive of how his screams echoed throughout the castle, worrying his precious comrades ever so much of his well-being. And after the night's deadly torture, the morning would bring drastic and severe throbbing in his head and heart. His mind would spin with fantasies and hallucinations of something that would never be authentic enough to form a physical being.

With a final low screech, he shot up in his mattress, haphazardly throwing his blankets off of his frame as he frantically kicked at their silky softness. His eyes were wide with panic and terror as he attempted to fill his lungs with as much oxygen as he possibly could, chest heavily moving up and down with the effort. His fear-filled features were unusual for the man -although his actions and entire being seemed bizarre lately.







His grey hues darkened and brightened with his conflicting emotions that turned his head into a mess of static and other muffled thoughts and notions. He aimlessly gazed at the corner of the room, scrambling to the edge of the bed. "You shouldn't be here," he murmured, standing unstably on his feet, having to catch himself by placing his hand on the walls sturdy surface.

He outstretched his arm, helplessly grasping at the wispy air that was the nighttime breeze blowing in through the wide open window. "They'll find you," he whispered. His expression suddenly turned to one of vexation, brows knitting together with frustration as he pushed himself off the wall, stumbling to the other side of the room.

"LEAVE! YOU'LL GET HURT IF YOU STAY, LEAVE! They're coming and so many have fallen as it is, I can't have you disappear from me as they have. LEAVE! STAY SAFE, AND LEAVE!" He struggled for his breath, body trembling with his lack of energy due to his lessening eaten and sleeping habits. "I don't need you here... You'll just distract me from my responsibilities. GET OUT OF THE WAY, LEAVE!" He grabbed the nearest object beside him -which happened to be a mirror- and threw at at the wall with a sickening shatter.







Onyx-black, raven locks stuck to his sweat-slicked forehead as he panted for air, pale face slackening with disbelief and shock. His imaginary silhouette dissipating from his vision, ceasing to exist as it did every night. He spun around, desperately seeking for his lost love as he staggered about the room, feet splayed apart and arms outstretched. "W-Where did you go?" he stuttered, turning around once again. "D-Don't leave me! You can't leave me, I have to have you here! Come back!"

He dashed forward, hands gripping the windowsill firmly enough to make his knuckles whiter than the complexion of his visage. His steely grey orbs filled with salty water droplets heavy enough to drip down his sallow cheeks. "I'm so sorry," he whispered, hanging his head. "It's all my fault... I didn't mean those things... Don't leave, fight for me..."

He slid down the wall, crumpling to his knees as his palms gripped the windowsill with the rest of the strength he contained. Pressing his forehead against the chilled wall, he choked back a sob that threatened to escape its imprisonment in his throat. "Stay, please," he murmured, tears freely trickling down his sunken cheeks.

Grey hues widening, he slowly turned to face the empty space behind him. "But in a way... you're still here..."