Levi had been sure; he had been so f*****g sure. But the more time he spent with his bond, with Slaine, the more it made him realise how much he missed Emil, his soft touch, and his warm smile. How sometimes, when he woke up, a wave of terror would go through him when he realised, for a split second, he had forgotten what he looked like. His bright green eyes seemed to glow, his dark hair, or he was always wearing suits.
He had told Slaine what he had wanted to hear, that he was no longer in love with Emil, but it had been a lie. He was still 100% in love with Emil.
He had heard humans say fake it until you make it. And he tried. He tried to think of Slaine and worry about him like he had when he was Emil. He had tried so hard to be in love with Slaine, his bond, but he couldn’t do it an
