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*Chương này tập trung vào Erwin x Levi, dành cho con dân Eruri như tui kkk

Battlefield Confessions

Amidst the chaos of New York, Erwin Smith's voice rang out, calm yet commanding, cutting through the chaos as he directed the Survey Corps into action. Titans and Chitauri alike fell under their combined might, but Levi Ackerman's focus was unwaveringly fixed on Erwin. Not just as his leader, but as something far more personal—though he'd never say the words aloud. Not here. Not now.

Yet, his instincts drew him to Erwin's side, always keeping him within sight.

"You've got that look on your face again, Captain," Levi muttered as he swooped in on his ODM gear, coming to a halt beside Erwin atop a crumbling building.

"What look is that?" Erwin asked, sparing him a quick glance before returning his attention to the battlefield below. Even amidst alien invaders and colossal Titans, Erwin's calm never faltered.

"The one where you act like you're invincible." Levi's voice was sharp, but there was something softer beneath it—something almost vulnerable. "You think you can shoulder all of this on your own. It's going to get you killed one day."

Erwin allowed himself a faint smile, even as he studied the movements of a Titan nearing a cluster of civilians. "I have to believe I can bear it, Levi. For their sake."

"Tch." Levi's blade flashed as he launched forward, taking down the Titan before it could reach the civilians. His movements were seamless, almost instinctual, but his mind lingered on Erwin's words.

When he returned to Erwin's side, dust clinging to his uniform, he scowled. "You can believe all you want, but I'm not letting you go down in this mess. Not now. Not ever."

Erwin turned to look at Levi then, really look at him, as though seeing something in his unwavering defiance that he hadn't dared to acknowledge before. There, in the middle of this shattered city, with the Avengers battling alongside them and destruction all around, Erwin allowed himself a moment of honesty.

"You've always been there, Levi," he said, his voice quieter now, but no less resolute. "Even when I've been reckless, even when I've asked too much of you. I don't say it often—perhaps not often enough—but I trust you more than anyone. And I need you to trust me, too."

Levi felt his chest tighten at those words. Trust. It was something he gave sparingly, something he guarded fiercely. But for Erwin, it was as natural as breathing.

"You have it," Levi said gruffly, his eyes flicking away for just a moment, as if the weight of Erwin's gaze was too much. "You've always had it."

Before either could say more, another roar split the air—a Titan, larger than any they'd faced so far, was heading straight for Stark Tower. Without hesitation, Erwin stepped toward the edge of the building, ready to lead the charge.

Levi grabbed his arm, holding him back. "Don't you dare think about doing something stupid."

Erwin chuckled, the sound warm despite the chaos around them. "I wouldn't dream of it. Not when I've got you by my side."

Levi released him, but his glare lingered. "Damn right. Now let's take that thing down."

They leapt into action together, their movements perfectly synchronized. Even in the midst of battle, there was a rhythm to their partnership, an unspoken understanding that transcended words. And though the fight was far from over, Levi knew one thing with absolute certainty: no matter what world they found themselves in, no matter what enemies they faced, he would always fight for Erwin.

And Erwin—for all his burdens and ambitions—would always fight for Levi, in ways that words could never fully express.

The Battle's Heat, The Heart's Truth

Levi had always known Erwin to be unshakable. In the face of death, in the grip of despair, Erwin stood like a fortress, drawing others into his unwavering resolve. But as they fought side by side in this strange new world, with alien invaders and Titans bearing down on them, Levi noticed something different. Erwin wasn't just leading—he was pushing himself harder than ever, as if the weight of this new universe's survival had also been placed squarely on his shoulders.

And Levi wasn't having it.

"Oi, Erwin," Levi barked as they regrouped on a rooftop, both breathing heavily after cutting down yet another wave of Titans. "You're doing it again. Acting like a damn hero."

Erwin, blood staining his uniform and dust clinging to his hair, turned toward Levi with a faint smirk. "Is that what you see me as?"

Levi narrowed his eyes. "Don't flatter yourself. You're reckless, and one day your noble crap is going to get you killed."

Erwin chuckled softly, the sound almost lost amidst the distant explosions. "If I fall, Levi, it will be in pursuit of something worth dying for."

Levi's jaw clenched. "And what about the people who have to pick up the pieces when you're gone? Have you ever thought about that?"

The weight of those words settled between them. Erwin, for all his strategic brilliance, could not find an immediate reply. Instead, he held Levi's gaze, a flicker of something unspoken passing between them.

"We're not done with this," Levi muttered before leaping back into the fray, his movements sharp and efficient, cutting down enemies as though fueled by frustration—and something deeper.

A Moment of Clarity

The tide of battle began to shift as the Avengers and the Survey Corps worked together seamlessly. Levi's fury softened as the fight dragged on, replaced by his usual focus and determination. But he never strayed far from Erwin, always keeping the commander within range, even as his own body began to ache from the relentless combat.

Toward the end of the fight, as the last Titan fell and the Chitauri forces were routed, Levi found Erwin again. This time, the commander was seated on the edge of a ruined building, his normally pristine uniform torn and bloodied, though he still held himself with quiet dignity.

"Don't tell me you're finally worn out," Levi said as he approached, his tone gruff but laced with concern.

Erwin glanced up at him, exhaustion evident in his eyes. "Even I have my limits, Levi. Though I take it you're about to lecture me for pushing too hard?"

Levi folded his arms. "You're damn right I am. But first, you're going to drink this." He tossed a small water flask toward Erwin, who caught it with a raised brow.

"And here I thought you didn't care," Erwin said, a hint of teasing in his voice.

"Tch. Don't make me regret it," Levi replied, though his gaze softened as he sat down beside Erwin, allowing a moment of peace to settle between them.

They watched as the Avengers regrouped below, the chaos of the battle finally beginning to subside. For a few minutes, neither spoke, content to simply breathe and exist in the aftermath of survival.

"You should know, Levi," Erwin said quietly, breaking the silence, "that in the moments when everything seems darkest, it's your presence that keeps me steady."

Levi stiffened, caught off guard by the admission. "Don't say stuff like that," he muttered, though his voice lacked its usual bite.

"It's the truth," Erwin continued, his tone gentle but firm. "I've carried many burdens, but knowing you're by my side has made them bearable. And for that, I'm grateful."

Levi turned his gaze away, his heart tightening in a way he couldn't quite name. "You don't need to thank me," he said after a moment. "Just stop doing stupid crap that'll get you killed. That's all I ask."

Erwin smiled faintly, his exhaustion momentarily forgotten. "For you, Levi, I'll try."

The Aftermath

When the fight was over and the Survey Corps prepared to return to their own world, Levi lingered near Erwin, staying closer than usual. The commander noticed but said nothing, understanding that Levi's actions often spoke louder than words.

As they approached the portal that would take them home, Erwin placed a hand on Levi's shoulder, a rare gesture of affection. "We'll face new battles soon enough, but for now... thank you, Levi. For everything."

Levi glanced up at him, his expression unreadable. "You're not getting rid of me that easily, Commander. You're stuck with me—whether you like it or not."

Erwin's smile deepened. "I wouldn't have it any other way."

And with that, they stepped through the portal together, ready to face whatever awaited them on the other side, together, as they always had been, and as they always would be.

Returning Home

The Survey Corps stepped through the shimmering portal, the familiar sights and sounds of their own world surrounding them once more. The sun was setting on the horizon, casting a warm glow over the remnants of their camp. The battle in New York had changed them in ways that none of them could fully comprehend, but for now, they were grateful to be back.

The 104th cadets scattered, eager to reunite with their comrades and share stories of their otherworldly adventure. Hanji immediately rushed to her research station, clutching Tony Stark's tablet and muttering about the possibilities it held. Mikasa and Armin checked on the state of their camp, while Eren seemed lost in thought, his gaze fixed on the fading portal.

Levi, as always, stayed close to Erwin, watching him with his sharp, assessing eyes. The commander was silent, his usual composure intact, but Levi could see the weight of the journey etched into his features—the exhaustion, the burden of leadership, and something else. Something unspoken.

As the others drifted away, Levi approached Erwin, his voice low but firm. "You're thinking too much again."

Erwin turned to him, his expression softening ever so slightly. "It's hard not to. What we saw, what we learned—it's a lot to process. But it also gives me hope."

Levi snorted. "Hope? Didn't think you were the type to throw around that word."

Erwin's lips curved into a faint smile. "Hope is what drives us, Levi. It's what keeps us moving forward, even when the path is uncertain."

Levi shifted uncomfortably, his arms crossed. "You talk like you've got everything figured out. But you don't, do you?"

Erwin chuckled softly. "No, I don't. But I do know one thing—this team, this mission, it's worth every risk, every sacrifice."

Levi's gaze hardened, his frustration bubbling to the surface. "Sacrifice is all you ever talk about. Like it's some noble badge of honor. But what about the people who depend on you? What about the ones who can't bear to lose you?"

Erwin's smile faded, replaced by a thoughtful seriousness. "Levi..."

"No, let me finish," Levi interrupted, his voice tinged with emotion. "You act like you're untouchable, like you're the only one who can shoulder the weight of the world. But you're not invincible, Erwin. You're human. And you don't have to carry it alone."

For a moment, the two of them stood in silence, the weight of Levi's words settling between them. The camp seemed quieter now, the distant sounds of conversation fading into the background.

Erwin reached out then, placing a hand on Levi's shoulder, his touch warm and steady. "I hear you, Levi. More than you know. And I promise you this—I'll do my best to stay by your side. Not just for the mission, but for you."

Levi's eyes softened, his guarded expression cracking just enough to reveal a glimpse of the vulnerability beneath. "Don't make promises you can't keep, Commander."

"I don't intend to," Erwin replied, his voice filled with quiet conviction.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, the two of them remained there, side by side. For Levi, it wasn't about grand declarations or perfect solutions—it was about the quiet understanding they shared. And for Erwin, it was the steady presence of Levi that reminded him he was never truly alone.

Though the battles ahead would be many, they would face them together. And that, for both of them, was enough.