#destructionverse

The Penthouse was silent.

It wasn’t a surprise really. There were many hours in the day that the living space lay in stillness, but the silence of today unnerved Levi and when he took his money clip from his pocket, setting it on the tiled counter, he looked around.

Erwin wasn’t home; he’d flown off to some corporate something or other, but he had left Petra behind. She didn’t usually get left behind; her job was to be his arm candy, after all, but Erwin himself was unnerved and Levi imagined he was using this business trip to get away from the tension that surrounded the house over the past couple of days.

Petra had gotten pregnant.

Neither of them knew whose child it might have been, and Petra herself hadn’t even realized her condition, so high on the chemical benevolence of Daddy and his Prince. Though the monkey wrench had shocked Levi into sobriety (for a few days at least), Erwin had not seemed half as bothered, dressing up their copper haired pet and kissing his way to the clinic.

Erasing a simple mistake, he had said.

Levi had cried.

And then he smashed the coffee table.

And then the television.

And then a window.

And then he cleaned.

Petra had come home, kissed him hello, and bragged about her “date” with Erwin, having no recollection of anything that had taken place.

Now she was sleeping, or at least he assumed as much, but the lack of chatter in the space and with a sigh, he pulled open the refrigerator.

He needed to care for her. He’d been weak, too unable to have any say in the life or death of what could have very well been his child, but he could still care for her, even if she didn’t realize she needed it.

Water was a good start, he supposed. Coffee might be better, but he’d wait. Fruit—no, maybe some crackers or cheese. Cucumbers, he settled on. Pulling a little metal cutter from the drawer, he sliced it, and pressed out the middles in little flower shapes, a wave of nausea flowing over him at the realization of how much like a child she was, how much of a fucking toddler they’d molded her into.

It made him fucking sick.

Flower cucumbers and a couple cheese stars on the plate for extra measure, he poured some water into a champagne flute and headed into her bedroom, nudging the door open with his foot and praying she wouldn’t lash out today.

Continued from X

@patremformosus

Erwin let an amused smile grace his lips as he took a sip of his brandy, a pretentious, unnecessary motion. He didn’t like brandy.

“You think I don’t notice?” he wondered softly, coming to stand behind the couch, to rake his fingers lightly through Levi’s hair, brushing it back and out of his face, “she adores you.”

Of course she adored Levi. She adored him. And he adored Levi. It was a wonderful system. Still, it was a system Erwin himself had put into place and the pieces were beginning to have minds of their own.

He couldn’t have that.

He bent at the waist, holding his drink up in the air, a dramatic effort not to spill any on the stark white of the fabric, or the cashmere throw beneath it.

“I see the way you look at her,” he breathed, voice low in Levi’s ear before he pressed his lips to his pulse, a reminder of Levi’s current situation.

He owned them both.

Levi pressed a button on his controller, causing the repeating start screen to fade into the beginning of the area he had just been playing in. It was his attempt to blow off the  conversation the blond had brought up, as well as some steam by killing a few of the humanoid monsters that came stampeding towards his avatar.

It wasn’t so easy, however, as he felt the mans fingers run through his raven locks, triggering a light tingle to travel down his spine. Levi swallowed, missing the target and attempting to go back at it again.

“So what of it? She adores most anything. You could give her a used fucking coloring book and a box of broken crayons and she’ll adore that.”

But Levi’s distraction proved to be futile as he felt the hot breath of his caregiver, followed by the touch of his lips against his skin. His head tilted slightly, the avatar on the television screen falling from mid air only to be caught by one of the monsters he was about to attack. 

There was truth behind Erwin’s words. Despite the carnal relationship the three of them shared, it was not lust that Levi looked to the young woman with. He had always loved her, and it was his very love for her caused him to be involved in this- whatever fucked up label belonged on it. 

Jealousy Starter Sentence || Accepting

Levi glanced up from the television screen, Erwin’s distraction causing him his avatar’s life in the game he had been playing. 

He could feel a fiery rage building up in the pit of his stomach as he replayed the man’s words in his mind. Of course Levi never expected her to be exclusively his, but the delivery of Erwin’s statement stuck quite a few negative chords; particularly how he spoke as if she were simply an object. Had it been anyone else saying this to him, he would have had no qualms about taking the very controller he held and shoving it down their throat; but fortunately, Levi was smart enough not to bite the hand that feeds him.