a b u s e d

22

He's filled with poison

But blessed with beauty and rage

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His hands and feet are bound and his mouth is gagged. His head is resting on my lap.

I brush his hair out of his face, running a hand across his cheek.

It's as soft as how it was when I left.

But he's not the same as when left.

He was blinded by lust.

But I can fix him.

He's not broken, just bent.

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He's been outside for awhile now.

Waiting for most people to leave the station.

When Levi deemed it the right time he slipped past the doors walking into the near empty station.

He made his way down the twisting corridors and hallways quickly.

Sighing in relief he pushed open the lab door.

He approached the blonde hunched over his desk with his nose buried deep in a book.

"Armin, I need you to run this for me."