"Y/n, you can't just openly say that out here."
"What, killing? It's not like you haven't done it before."
"I know that, and so have you."
Eren x Fem!Reader
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After winter passed, a fever passed around the Training Corps.
You and Mikasa were exempt from this. All throughout childhood, she and you barely ever fell sick.
No one knew who started it and passed it around, but some suspected it to be Krista. She and Ymir were the last ones back from the blizzard the other day after going back for someone who had fainted. Better a fever than being dead.
Along with the others who were well, you and Mikasa were suiting up in the infirmary, having volunteered to tend to the others as practicing medics. You braided your hair down, tied a white cloth around your head that covered your nose and mouth, and slipped on gloves.
"You should take the scarf off," you told her.
"Why? It's cold."
"You might get some germs on it."
"I'll be careful."
"Fine. Leave it on your bed after. I'll wash it for you."
She contemplated it. "You sure?"
"I don't mind. Just leave it where I can see it after we're done."
You both left the infirmary carrying a bucket of water and holding a stack of towels. The other volunteers followed behind. You all went to the girls' barracks first. Ignoring the sick ones with the beautiful haircuts you gave them, you headed to Mina's bed and tended to her. She was a nice girl.
You drenched a small towel in the bucket, squeezed the water out until it was damp, and laid it on her forehead. One of the guy volunteers, Thomas, who was carrying a jug of drinking water came around and poured her a cup. You picked up your things and moved on to the next one.
Ymir was tending to Historia. Mikasa tended to Sasha on the upper bunk. After tending to a few more girls yourself, you went over to your own bunk. "Annie, you good up there?"
"I'm not sick."
"You want to help out?"
"No."
"Okay. You thirsty?"
A moment went by. "Yeah." She finally peered over the edge.
You asked Thomas to pour another cup and you held it up for her to take.
"Thanks."
You nodded and picked up your things. "Mikasa, I'm heading over to the boys' barracks," you told her and she nodded. She was spoon-feeding some mashed potatoes to Sasha who was groggily thanking her every few seconds.
Thomas tagged along with you on your way. You noticed some of the boys staring at you as you came in but you paid no attention to them. Some rooms were already being helped by the other volunteers so you went to the one in the back.
