Dreaming of You (Ereri)

Ch. 19

OH MY GLOB, QUIT SAYING "THE END." IT'S NOT A GRAMMATICALLY CORRECT SENTENCE. WHERE'S THE PREDICATE? YOU CAN'T HAVE JUST A SUBJECT; IT WON'T MAKE ANY SENSE.

*end of rant*

Ew, I feel gross >~< All these feels are making me soft.... I WANNA WRITE SMUT BUT WHERE WOULD I PUT IT???

*sigh* Alas....

I feel like that last chapter was weird ._.

Here, have a late update.

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Hanji's P.OV.
Let me be quite blunt: getting Eren's friends and family to calm down was harder than trying to get Levi to stare at an overflowing garbage can for more than a minute.

In other words, it couldn't be done.

"I cannot stress to you enough how difficult these people are being," I whined into the speaker. On the other side of the line, Levi snorted. "Just deal with it," he scoffed. "They can't be that bad." I rolled my eyes. If only he knew.

"So when's our precious Jaegerchili coming back?" I asked, popping a Cheetos into my mouth. Behind me, I could hear the seemingly endless bickering of Eren's parents, and I rolled my eyes yet again, focusing on Levi's words as he began speaking.

"Krista, the nurse, said he should be out a lot sooner than expected. His physical condition has improved dramatically, for whatever reason no one knows, and his mental state seems to be pretty stable, so he should be good to go." I nodded against the phone, then turned around and screamed out at Eren's parents. "Hey! Shut your traps for two seconds and listen!" I hollered. "Eren's coming home soon. His condition is better than we thought." With that, I turned back around. The entire room was silent, save for the phone conversation between me and Levi. We chatted about some important things, I had to turn and scream at Eren's parents a few more times, mostly about prescriptions, and we talked on and on about Eren, Eren, Eren. By the time he hung up, I'd probably had enough talk of Eren to last me a while, but secretly I was fangirling over how much Levi seemed to care for him.

I was really, really happy that Levi and Eren reunited in this life. While I had hoped neither of them would have to recall the gruesome images of their past lives, I had always wished they would meet, even if they didn't fall for each other again. In our past life, they'd kept their relationship a secret from everyone except me and Erwin Smith, commander of the Survey Corps. Levi had been required to inform Erwin of his change in relationship, but he only told me because he was hopelessly oblivious when it came to romance. The poor midget didn't even know how to be nice to anyone unless it was necessary, and according to him, Eren didn't know how to kiss when they started dating. Everything about their relationship was cute and funny and beautiful. I would have given anything to have had a camera back then.

After I learned of Eren's past struggles, I tried to find a link; see if it was triggered by any of his memories from his past life. I would most likely have to speak with him directly to find out, but until then I would assume it was just regular depression, like most teens have nowadays.

Another thing: Eren's physical state. The nurse said that he had stabbed his arms, and when we found him, his arms were mangled with cuts and scratches and even some bruises. She said he would be fine physically, but I saw him; he wasn't okay. So it doesn't make a lot of sense that they would release him already. It was obvious that he lost far too much blood.

Was it possible that his previous Titan shifting skills could be taking effect in this life as well?

Because of his ability to turn into a titan, Eren had miraculous healing abilities, whether he was in titan form or human form. There was a chance that his "powers", as I called them back then, could have laced into his genetics in this life. But then that was real reason to worry, because if my theory was correct, there was a chance that he still had the ability to turn into a titan, and if he couldn't control it, then history would repeat itself. I would need to get with him ASAP and discuss it, and, if I'm allowed, run some experiments.

For...scientific reasons...

...Yeah...

With a sigh, I rose from the couch and shoved my phone in my pocket. Eren's parents had run off somewhere, leaving Mikasa and Armin in the kitchen. Mikasa Sucasa was cooking spaghetti for Eren -apparently it was his favorite food - and Arminhammer was furrowing his eyebrows at the screen of his laptop. "What's up, Coconut?" I asked, taking a seat beside him and staring at the screen. He was scanning over a medical page describing the prescriptions that Eren would be taking. The one he was currently observing a certain medication that had some pretty nasty side effects. I shuddered at the words "internal bleeding".

"Are they really gonna make Eren take this stuff?" Armin asked quietly, shutting his laptop. I shrugged, not knowing. "If it'll help him get better, I guess we shouldn't bother with worrying over side effects, right?" I said. Armin gave me a look I couldn't quite read before standing, saying goodbye, and leaving. "And that was about...?" I trailed off, turning to Mikasa, who shrugged and continued stirring the pasta sauce. I dismissed it and went outside to wait for Levi.

Levi had only come home once since Eren was admitted. He stopped by to take a shower, then came over to Eren's house, where Mikasa and Armin were spending the night as well as I, and let us know that Eren was awake and most certainly not dead. I found it unbelievably cute that Levi was choosing to spend time in a cramped hospital with Eren over cleaning every square inch of his apartment like he did every day. He had been like that in our previous life, too. He sacrificed his needs/wants for Eren and his needs/wants. One time, Eren was sick when he was still in his cell, and Levi went down there and spent two whole nights with him until he got better.

Needless to say, Commander Erwin and I fangirled like crazy.

I suddenly realized that I was waiting for Levi without knowing if he was coming back or not. And if he was, would Eren be with him?

Just as I pulled out my phone to call and ask, a familiar black car with two of my favorite people seated in the front pulled into the driveway.

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Of course it's a terrible ending. What do you expect from me? *cries*

Well, I've been coping with shit lately (school sucks, I hate people, and life is a butt) soooo sorry for the late update. I mean, I know there are some authors who won't update for weeks, maybe months, but I tend to update 1-3 days after publishing the previous chapter. I dunno why. I guess I'm just special like that (◡‿◡✿)

Anyhoo, bye bye! And thanks to @junglebabies3 for making my day!!!!