This is the last chapter. Thank you for reading up to this part. It means so much to me.

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Eren's POV

As I drove through the streets from Levi's house, I couldn't help the tears falling from my eyes. Letting the warm liquid roll down my cheeks and drip onto my shirt, staining it. How much more of a fool could I be? How could I make myself believe that maybe, Levi would choose me over Rein just because he chose to spend one of the most special day in his life with me?

Pathetic. I'm being too naïve to even think that way.

Because there's just no way for him to be with me, right? Rei. Has been the one he wants all along, the one he really has feelings to. What do I have against that?

Besides, who would even want to love a liar like me?

Maybe it'll be best to just forget and move on. If that'll help Levi, then so be it.

I'd rather be the only one hurting.

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Levi's POV

I didn't know how many times I had read Rein's letter over the past hour. Reading it over and over again, the words rang out inside my mind, letting the words leave a mark behind. No matter how many times I had already read it, the feeling I got from it never changed. It still feels heavy, hurt and guilt building up inside me as I take Rein's words in.

How could he do it? How could he let go after what he had said before?

I looked at the plate resting in front of me. My appetite was long gone, the thought of keeping anything solid inside my stomach implausible. But I couldn't waste it. I couldn't waste his efforts. Again.

Not wanting to waste Rein's effort for the second fucking time, I ate all the foods he prepared for me despite losing my appetite. It tasted good, but none of it did well to my appetite, still in a state of daze and shock with what I just read and what happened.

As I silently cut the pancake into smaller pieces, the utensils in my hand felt heavier than it was supposed to, as if it was also weighed down by the heaviness in my chest. I couldn't stop thinking of Rein, of what just happened last night, what made him decide that it would be best to just give up and let go for the best of us. I let the tea scald my tongue when I took small sips from my cup, the relaxing effect of it not doing its work on me.

Where is he now? What is he doing? Is he crying? Cursing himself for what he has done? Or is he at peace, smiling as he thinks that what he chose was the best thing for us?

How about me? What am I even feeling? I don't know. With my emotions in disarray, scattered and unrecognizable, I couldn't pick the appropriate to describe what I actually feel.

After clearing the plate, I stood up and went to wash the dishes. My movements were robotic, my body moving as if on autopilot. I walked back to my bedroom, steps small as I threaded through the room, closing the door behind me silently when I reached my destination. Taking the towel, I headed towards the bathroom.

I let the tub be filled with water before I poured some scented oil. Stripping myself off any clothes, I got in, letting myself sink until the water reaches my chin. Heaving out a heavy sigh, I closed my eyes and forced my mind and body to relax.

Take it easy, Levi. Soon, all of this will be over.

But will it really be over soon?

My mind went back to the letter he left, unable to get away from it. The letter that ended it all. In the letter, he told me he was sorry. But what is he being sorry for? He never did anything wrong. All he did was love me, wait for me as I get over Eren and slowly learn to return his feelings, something that I wasn't able to do. I was supposed to be the one to say sorry. Not him.

I let myself get soaked in the water, hoping that my thoughts will get drowned, but it didn't. The silence helped it grow, crowding my mind, making it more and more unbearable.

I have to get rid of the silence, have to get something to distract me.

When my fingers are already pruned up, I stood up and got out of the tub, unplugging the clog to drain the water. Drying myself up, I wrapped a towel around my waist before I went out to clothe myself. After doing so, I took my phone from my nightstand and dialed Hanji's number.

Not even a ring passed and they're already on the phone. Typical Shitty Glasses.

"Hey there, Shorty!"

"How the fuck did you even know that it's me? I bet you didn't take a look at the goddamn caller before you fucking answered." I can clearly hear Hanji laughed-cackled-from the phone, maybe a little too loud for my good.

"You got yourself a special ringtone, Levi. Once I hear it, I know that it's you." I didn't fucking expect that. "Why did you call me?"

Ignoring what they just said, I decided to tell them the reason what I called them for. "Are you available? I want a drink."

"Looks like Shorty has a problem."

"Can you just fucking answer me?"

"Okay, okay. I'll be there in twenty. Just sit you ass in that couch of yours and wait for me, okay? Don't do anything you'll regret."

I clicked my tongue. "I know that, Shitty Four-Eyes. Just fucking go here." With that, I ended the call.

I went back to the bathroom to brush my teeth before I went down to the living room, starting up the television and browsing through the channels as I sit comfortably on the couch, waiting for them to arrive. Once I saw a channel that wasn't as much shitty than the others, I settled there, my eyes fixed on the screen before I slowly zoned out.

The noise coming from the television served nothing but a background noise as I think about the events for the umpteenth time. Now that Rein can be considered out of the scene, how the fuck will it go now? Should I just run back to Eren and fix everything up with him? Tell him I love him and move on like nothing happened? Can I do that knowing that Rein is hurting somewhere?

The time I spent thinking things repeatedly was long enough for Hanji to arrive. They made themselves known by ringing the doorbell more than once, succeeding in making me annoyed.

I stood up and went to open the door, scowling at the person standing in front of me. They grinned at the sight of me.

"Hey there, Mr. Grump!"

"You know that I can fucking hear you even if you only ring the damn doorbell once, right?" My voice perfectly reflected what I'm feeling right now, irritated yet relieved. Irritated because that's what being with Hanji will make you feel in a constant basis with all their antics, yet relieved because I know that I won't be alone with my thoughts, successfully saving me from destroying myself with overthinking.

Hanji, noticing the underlying gratefulness underneath the venom my voice held, just continued smiling at me before pulling me into a hug. "Good morning to you, too." Letting go of me, they took a step back. "So, are you ready to go?"

"Yeah, just let me grab my things." They nodded and I went back to where I put my phone and wallet on the coffee table. After that and turning the T.V. off, I went out again and made sure to lock the door before following them to their car.

They went inside and sat on the driver's seat as I settled on the passenger seat, Hanji maneuvering out of the driveway and to the streets. Noticing the silence, Hanji played one of their CDs and soon enough, the voice of Coldplay's vocalist filtered through the stereo, filling the car with music. Hanji started humming along the rhythm, tapping their fingers on the steering wheel in sync with the beat of the drum.

I was thankful that they aren't bombarding me with questions. Hanji has always been a curious person, always asking questions to satiate their needs, but they have never been a nosy person. They know their limitations, know whether it would be alright to ask or not. This is one of those situations. I know that they can see through me, but they are keeping their questions to themselves to keep me comfortable.

We didn't talk the whole ride to the movie theatre. When we reached the place we went out of the car after they parked it, making our way to the ticket booth to buy tickets. Hanji paid for it, along with a large bucket of popcorn and drinks.

Hanji and I went inside the theatre, finding ourselves nice seats in the almost empty place. A conversation started as we wait for the film to get started, but most of it was one-sided with me not wanting to talk.

It didn't take long until the movie starts and both of us fixed our attention to the screen. I didn't know what the title of the movie is, nor what it is all about since I let Hanji picked it. I just watched it silently, also listening to the opinions Hanji throws here and there and before I knew it, the movie already end.

Taking our trashes with us, we went out of the place, throwing our trashes in the nearest trashcan before leaving the place. Talking about the movie we just watched, both of us went to our respective places in the car before heading to our next destination.

"To Pixis' now, right?"

"Yeah."

I kept my eyes fixed outside the window as Hanji drove us to the bar. The disc that was playing earlier was now replaced, with the same band but different album. The streets weren't crowded by vehicles, making our trip there smooth without any traffic. Another fifteen minutes or so passed and we're already parked outside the bar, the place lacking people. It isn't open yet, but we were allowed to go here anytime thanks to Hanji's parents having connection with the owner.

No one was standing guard by the door so we just let ourselves in, me following after Hanji. By the counter a bald old man was standing, wiping the counter clean. He didn't notice our arrival and just kept on cleaning until Hanji made us known to him.

"Pixis!"

Pixis looked up and turned his attention to us, smiling when he recognized us. "Hanji, Levi, it's good to see you. It has been a while."

"It's nice to see you too. We've been quite busy so we didn't have much time to be around."

"What brings the two of you here at this hour?"

"Well," Hanji pulled me closer to them, hooking their hand around my neck. "Levi here has a problem and wants to get drunk. Sorry for suddenly coming here. This is the only place that we can go to."

"It's fine, it's fine. What do you want?"

"Give us-"

"Give me something strong."

Pixis just looked at me for a minute, staring at me intensely before chuckling. "Fine, fine. It'll be here in a minute. Sit here while you wait."

With that Pixis started moving. Hanji and I sat by the counter as we waited for our drinks. My gaze instantly fell to the ground, keeping it staring at the clean tile.

"Do you want to tell me about it now?"

"If I could, I'd rather tell it to you once I have at least one drink in my system."

Soon enough, Pixis came back, holding two glasses of alcohol. He placed it in front of us, smiling. "There. Just call me if you need another one."

"Thanks."

Once Pixis left, I picked my glass up and drank it straight, eliciting a 'woah' from Hanji. The liquid made its way down my throat, leaving a burning trail in its path. It made my stomach warm, along with the rest of my body, and I felt myself getting a little dizzy as I place the glass back down the counter.

"Holy shit, Levi. Don't drink it straight like that! I know you have a problem but-"

I cut them off. "Rein, he already left."

"What?"

"You heard it. He left. He told me that he's letting me go, and that he's sorry for the problem he caused. After telling me that he'd wait for me, he let go. I don't know what to think of it."

"Can you tell me what happened?"

Complying to their request, I told her everything that happened yesterday. Everything, including what Eren said and the move Rein did to me last night. I told her about the letter, what it is about, what he said.

"So in the end, he let go of you because he doesn't want the both of you hurt?" I nodded at Hanji's question, wanting another drink. I called for Pixis and when he went back to us, he already has another drink prepared.

I didn't drink it straight this time. I took sips, letting the taste burn my tongue, leave a bitter taste behind. Hanji was silent as they watched me before they sighed.

"Aren't you supposed to be happy?"

I looked at them, eyebrows furrowed. "What?"

"Aren't you supposed to be happy now that he let go of you? You didn't have to worry about him and you can fix what has been broken between you and Eren."

My grip on the glass got tighter, my hand gripping it turning white. "It's not that easy."

"Levi." Hanji's voice held nothing but seriousness as they stared at me. "All you have to do is go to Eren, apologize and all that's left is to slowly fix what has been broken. That isn't hard. Knowing Eren, he will be more than glad to try all over again."

I sighed, running a hand through my hair before tugging it, a mannerism I've developed in the past few weeks. "It isn't that easy, Hanji. I don't want to be selfish and hurt Rein. I don't want to look eager to be together with Eren again. I don't want Rein to feel that he has been the sole reason why I couldn't be with Eren before. I don't want him to blame himself for hurting the two of us."

Hanji sighed, moving their hands to pry my fingers off the glass I've been tightly gripping to keep my emotions under control and not to lash out. Hanji took my hand, keeping it in between their hands.

"But he has already been hurt, Levi. I don't want to hurt you, but I gotta be honest here. In your futile attempt to keep him away from hurt, you're already doing it. He knew that he has been the reason why you couldn't be with Eren. He knew that him being in the scene is the only thing holding you back. He knew that you love Eren all along and that he doesn't have the chance. That's why he let you go. You said it yourself, Levi. He let you go because he can't bear to see Eren and you destroying yourselves. He wants the two of you be happy. That's the only thing he wants. Now, aren't you doing the opposite of his wishes by not fixing what you had with Eren?"

My face stayed blank as I process their words. They are right. They are always right. No matter how crazy they may seem, they knew the right thing to do in these situations.

Then, why can't I follow their advice?

Hanji smiled at me reassuringly, rubbing the back of my hand with their thumb. "You want Rein to be happy? Then do his favor. Be happy with Eren. Be selfish even just this once, Levi. Eren has been hurting for too long. So are you. Don't you think it's the right time to end the pain now?"

As I continued to listen to their words, the more sense it made to me. Why haven't I thought this way before?

"Fuck, fuck, fuck." I stood up, searching for my keys before I remembered that Hanji drove us here. "Hanji, let me borrow your car."

Hanji gladly handed me their key. "Go and get him, Shorty."

"Thanks." I ran towards the exit and to where Hanji's car was parked. As soon as I get there, I went inside, turning the ignition on and buckling my seatbelt on before I started driving to the place where it all started.

As I did so, I called Eren's number, hoping for nothing but the good to come.

Besides, we've suffered enough.

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Eren's POV

I sat on the couch, plucking random tunes using my guitar. I am currently lounging at the back room of the bar we'll be performing at in less than twenty minutes. It can be considered as one of the rather larger performances we had so everyone in the band was buzzing with excitement including Mikasa, which was a rare occasion. Everyone, except me.

I couldn't find it in myself to be happy about anything after what happened last night.

As we continued playing our own instruments, I heard my phone rang from its place on the coffee table. I ignored it, knowing that it must be Armin scolding me for not going home last night.

The call ended after a few rings, making me sigh in relief. I'm not in the mood for being scolded right now.

However, my relief was short lived. Seconds after the call ended, it rang once again. I decided to ignore it again when Jean took it from the table. I watched as his eyes widened before he looked at me.

"Fuck, Eren. Go and answer it."

I rolled my eyes. "Are you that scared of Armin? Don't worry, I won't tell him that I slept at your house last night. I just don't want to hear him scolding me. I'll handle that later."

"Eren, you fucking idiot. It isn't Armin! It's fucking Levi!"

My body straightened at the mention of his name, my heart stopping to beat momentarily before picking up its speed. "H-huh?"

"Don't 'huh' me, you fucking bastard answer it!"

I quickly stood up and went to get my phone, feeling my breathing stop when I saw Levi's name in the caller's ID. I was supposed to answer it when the call ended.

"Fuck, no!" I screamed at my phone, as if screaming at it would change anything.

"You're a fucking idiot, Yeager. Learn to check who's calling you first before you ignore it next time!"

"I'm not an idiot, you horse face! I didn't expect him to call me!"

"Shut up, the both of you." Mikasa got in between the two of us. "Screaming at each other won't change anything."

"I didn't start it. He's-" I was cut off when my phone rang once again. Looking at it, I saw Levi's name once again. My hands started shaking, my breathing uneven as panic started to bubble inside me.

"Answer that call before he gets sick of it, Eren."

I didn't realize that I've been staring at my phone for too long. Answering the call, I put the phone next to my ear, taking a deep breath before speaking.

"Levi..." I spoke his name in a breathy manner, not quite believing that I'm talking to Levi now.

My ears were met with nothing but silence until he spoke. "Eren."

Hearing his voice nearly made me burst into tears. A smile was able to made its way to my lips, happiness starting to flow through me just at the sound of his voice.

Here I go again, putting my hopes up just for it to crash and burn over and over again.

But I couldn't help it. I couldn't help but feel happy just at the sound of his voice, at his very existence. I didn't care if I got hurt, as long as he's the reason why. I would gladly accept it.

"Eren, can you go here at the park now?" He sounded tired, but hopeful.

"Is everything alright?"

"Yes. Everything's alright. Everything will be alright. Just come here and everything will be fine."

I went out of the room, not even bothering to say anything to the others. I made my way through the place and towards the exit, running towards my car. I quickly turned the engine on and set my seatbelt on before I drove out of the place, travelling through the familiar streets towards the park.

"I will go there, Levi. I'm already on my way. Wait for me."

"I will, Eren."

None of us spoke after that but neither one ended the call. The park suddenly felt light years away with my desire to be with him as soon as possible. Deep inside me, despite knowing that I might get hurt again, I was hoping that everything would be fine again.