The Younger Brother

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Warning!
Description of nausea
and vomiting!
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Time began to grow quicker during the next few weeks on Paradis Island, and, without even realising it, you had grown less determined to leave.

A new day reached you whilst you began to slowly outstretch your arms with a yawn. You comfortably melted into the soft blankets of your bed, slowly breathing in the refreshing, morning air.

With half-open, tired eyes, you averted your gaze to your bed-side table. You were pleasantly surprised to be met with the sight of a porcelain tea cup that was covered in navy-blue patterns. You immediately recognised it as being Levi's tea-cup, and it was filled with fresh, hot tea for you.

Realising that Levi had made you a cup of tea to wake up to, you began to innocently smile and clasp your fingers around the pretty cup. Whilst the warm, radiant sun beamed onto your face from your window, you slowly drank the hot-steamy tea.

However, despite Levi's tea being as delicious as usual, the taste in your mouth was enough to make your face cringe in disgust. You placed the porcelain onto the table and clasped your hand around your mouth.

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Already able to sense your bodies reaction to the consumption, you threw your body onto your bed; your arm was clutched around your stomach, whilst your palm covered your salivating mouth. Whilst you raced towards the bathroom with a twisting stomach, you fought back the urge to vomit until you had entered.

Swinging open the door to the nearest cubicle, you slammed the door behind you and fell to your knees: projectile-vomiting all of your food from the last day.

Your eyes watered.

You groaned.

Unable to stop, your hands held onto the walls of the bathroom to hoist yourself up. Your body was unable to stop shivering from the sensation.

The bathroom door opened.

"Hello?" A mans voice called out, knocking against the wall to get your attention, "Are you alright in there?"

Unable to respond, you ignored the intruder outside and continued to vomit into the toilet. You heard as the toilet door creaked slowly from behind you, a familiar silhouette coming into your blurred vision.

"Eren?" You weakly mumbled your brother's name.

Not speaking, Eren kneeled against the floor and ran his fingers through your hair to hold it back for you whilst you continued to be sick. Eren calmly brushed your hair to comfort you.

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A minute, or so, passed you both.

"I think," You wiped your lower lip with the cuff of your sleeve, "I'm finished. Thank-you, Eren."

"Don't worry about it," Eren shook his head profusely, seating himself opposite to you with an uncomfortable expression, "I would have done that for anyone." Despite his claim, your brother's emerald-green eyes refused to meet with yours.

"Still, I really appreciate it."

"So," After a couple of moments, he nervously swallowed: "You're my sister. My older sister, no less - that's so weird. Well, half-sister, anyway."

𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐍𝐈𝐀𝐂,   levi ackerman 18+Where stories live. Discover now