omg are you doing prompts?? #38 with Ereri pretty please? <3 (only if you want to of course. ^^)
38. “You fainted…straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes.”
He comes to slowly,
but instead of seeing vast blue sky above him, he’s met with the
familiar stone ceiling above his bed. After a few moments of
confusion, it all comes back to him, or at least parts of it –
they’d been outside training as usual, and the last thing Eren
remembers is sparring with Jean. After that there’s a huge gap in his
memory, and now he’s here, back in his bed.
Sitting up takes significant effort since his head is spinning wildly and his whole body feels like lead. In fact, he’s only halfway there when a familiar voice calling out to him makes him stop in his tracks.
“Careful,” Levi says from where he’s seated at the foot of the bed, eyes closely trained on him. “How are you feeling?”
“What,” Eren starts off as he clambers up, now all too awake. There are a million thoughts running through his head at once and arraging them all into coherent form feels far too challenging. “What happened?”
The confusion must be written all over his face since Levi places a comforting hand by his leg. “You fainted. Straight into my arms,” he replies. “You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes.”
“I fainted?” Eren repeats, his voice sounding so feeble to his own ears. Slight panic washes over him as he attempts to rise to his feet but is kept firmly in place by Levi’s grip.
“Don’t move,” he orders, giving Eren a stern look. “You’re only gonna make it worse.”
“No, it’s fine,” Eren claims. It’s probably not fine since he feels like he might topple over any moment now, but they’d just been in the middle of training and he’d promised to do some titan experiments afterwards and if he’s late again they won’t have enough daylight to keep going. “I’ll just walk it off, no worries.”
“No, you won’t. Stay.” There’s a sharp edge in Levi’s voice that makes Eren stay where he is. “Did you have lunch?”
“Of course I did, you sat at the table with me,” he scoffs. Yes, they’d both been sitting at the table, but to be honest, Eren had been in such a hurry that he’d excused himself after just a couple of spoonfuls of the flavorless potato soup. “You’re overreacting.”
With a long-suffering sigh, Levi reaches towards the table perched next to the bed, and it isn’t until now that Eren notices the small plate that’s apparently been waiting for him. On it are slices of what looks like apples, along with a generous chunk of bread and some butter.
“Eat,” Levi says, plucking up one of the slices and all but thrusting it towards his mouth.
Eren stares at it incredulously for a moment, but in the end he cracks his mouth open and allows Levi to feed the slice of apple to him. It tastes pleasantly sour and refreshing, and soon Levi’s holding an another one up to his mouth.
“I can eat by myself, you know,” Eren points out, but eats it as offered anyway.
“I know,” Levi replies. His thumb strokes over Eren’s cheek, and as Eren meets his gaze, he can see an unusual amount of concern in those eyes. “But will you?”
“Fine, whatever.” But just because he doesn’t feel like playing nice, Eren throws in an impudent roll of his eyes for good measure as he takes the plate from Levi. “I’ll eat it. But I’m still doing experiments with Hanji later.”
Levi doesn’t say anything to that, nearly leans closer to brush his lips over Eren’s forehead. “You scared us,” he states, something unrecognizable laced in his voice.
“Sorry,” Eren breathes out. His fingers search out Levi’s and hold on tight. “I should be more careful, huh.”
“You should,” Levi states pointedly, nudging him with mock annoyance. “Or else I’m gonna have to start keeping you on a leash every day to make sure you don’t run off and hurt yourself.”
“Kinky,” he comments with a grin and receives an agitated glare in response.
“Eat up and rest for a while, then you can go help Sasha make dinner,” Levi states, hovering close to him for a moment before he draws away. “We’re done training for today, anyway.”
“Thank you,” Eren murmurs, taking Levi’s hand in his and lightly trailing his lips over Levi’s knuckles. “For looking after me.”
“Goodness knows you need it,” Levi sighs and places one last kiss into his hair before going, and Eren’s left there with apples and bread and a dumb little smile lingering on his face.