VengeanceÂ
Eruri, 2200 words — on AO3: Mourning the loss of his friends after the failed expedition, Levi swears to get revenge on Erwin. Step one of his plot is getting Erwin piss-drunk.
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"Not much to drink where you come from?” Erwin asks.
"Oh, quite the opposite. But it's firewater." Levi shakes his head. "Those people will ferment anything they can get their hands on. That stuff will just about make you go blind.”
Erwin sputters a laugh and nods knowingly. “I can assure you, it’s not quite so bad up here.”
Levi laughs dryly. “Can you now?”
Erwin smiles. It is beautiful. He hates it.
Erwin opens the locked cabinet and draws out a cut crystal bottle and two small glasses. “Pixis usually sends us a consolation gift after each expedition.”
Levi snorts. “What a bastard. Is that his way of saying you should have stayed behind the walls?”
“Maybe. But at very least, he always sends the good stuff,” Erwin says, decanting two small glasses of whiskey. He holds one up to the lantern above them and admires the color.
“If I go blind from that, it’s gonna be your fault.”
Erwin rolls his eyes and gives Levi a wry grin. Levi would be charmed, then disgusted, except he’s too distracted by the sudden feeling of pride at coaxing Erwin out of his previously glum demeanor.
“I can’t risk that,” Erwin says. “Besides, if this is what we get when we fail, what are they going to give us when we start gaining territory, now that we have you?”
Levi feels his cheeks flush. Now he really does need a drink. And to put this man in his place.
Erwin hands Levi a glass. Levi raises it to meet Erwin’s.
“To finding out.”
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