𝐖 𝐈 𝐋 𝐃 - Hanji x Reader (fem)

Wild 4: Overdosed

“We've been running for hours now!” I exclaimed, taking a break on the corner for air. Damnit, I knew Captain Levi was a rough one, but I didn't know he was this rough in training. My knees were already wobbling yet he still made us continue, probably to lead us to our graves.

Mikasa grabbed my cloth gently, reminding me with her stare that it wasn't time for rest. But I want rest. I'm dying. And no one can come between me and rest. Not even someone I like.

Armin came trailing behind her, stopping as well to catch his breathe he lost during the exercise. “(Y/N)... it... isn't... good... for us... to stop. Captain will come unexpectedly and will punish us further.” Says Armin while he glances behind him to check for any short figure that might be the Captain in question.

I couldn't care less. I'm running out of breathe! “Just a little while... I'm tired I bet I can't stand up straight anymore.” I excused as Ieaned unto the tree for support. I was practically dying, I've never had this kind of hardcore training before. Miche, my former Squad Leader was easy on us, he made sure we got enough sleep and rest. He doesn't do what evil Levi does; he's truly a sweetheart. I kind of regret for showing off my skills, because now, I'm being dragged down my grave.

Eren finished another set of lap, halting only to remind us to continue. I swear that guy is a monster! Not because he's a titan, per se, but because of the energy he has. He just ran 15 laps for an hour. And he hasn't rested. He didn't even look like hep planned to. While I'm here too weak to run 7 laps alone.

Armin tapped my shoulder, “Let's go and finish this (Y/N). I don't wanna miss lunch.” I nodded my head at him, Mikasa also agreed.

We didn't waste any more time, I figured lunch was better than rest. So run for 20 laps we did. And I swore I almost blacked out in exhaustion the last second.

The lunch wasn't good. The soup tasted too salty for my own likings, so I left it there to be cleaned; not bothering to satisfy my hunger. Gosh, my legs feel somewhat floating. It was still trembling in weakness that I had to constantly support myself with the nearest wall or sturdy object. I made my way slowly into the stables, I realized the halls, gardens and the barracks would be too crowded— so much for comfort and rest. So I figured the stables would be the best way to go.

Plus I like horses. They were usually cool and all, and the area surrounding was peaceful and quiet— unlike our headquarters. As I settled myself on the grass beside two horses, I gently rubbed their big stomachs. It was soft to touch that it made me recall of the happenings last night.

Hanji's hand. It was as soft as this. No, softer. And alot warmer, warm enough to calm my chaotic mind. Oh heavens, I didn't like this kind of feeling. I hate depending my comfort on someone. Especially when I just interacted with her for just a day.

“Hi (Y/N)!”

My heart jumped. My body jumped.

Hanji, the woman in question, peeked her head from the outside almost as creepily as a ghost. What the heck. What is she doing here?

She muttered an apology as she noticed my frightened posture, then came to approach me inside the stables looking weirdly as I ever could; sitting on the grass while touching a horse's belly.

I stood up hastily to salute, in which she waved off. “Section Commander, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be eating with the other Superiors?”

Hanji gave me a look. A look I couldn't quite figure out. I always figure a look out, but not this one. It almost made me feel like I've done something wrong or embarassing. Had I? Did Connie tell the other soldiers about his made up rumour? Oh gosh I swear I'm going to snap his neck when I meet him.