Always want to be WITH YOU || Reiner x Historia

Chapter 20

"Quick, bring more warm water!"

The noise made my ears ring, a faintly delicate touch disturbed my face, I also heard someone's familiar voice.

"Reiner ... Please wake up ..."

What is this? Drop after drop of water soaked my cheeks, forcing me to open my eyes slowly.

"Reiner! Thankfully, you're finally awake."

Before I had fully opened my eyes, someone lunged and hugged me quite tightly. This long mane, and this fragrance-... Historia?

"H-... C-christa?"

She cried even louder, making me panic. But I couldn't do anything because both my hands were in her arms. Also, the dizziness that hit my head made my vision blur briefly.

"... Reiner."

My eyes widened when I heard that voice, the voice that I missed so much and was so worried about calling me softly. I quickly turned my head to the origin of the voice. Could it be?!

"B-bertholdt? When did you wake up?"

"He regained consciousness two days ago, Reiner. Once you got to the dormitory, Bertholdt regained consciousness shortly afterwards." Christa answered my question and began to slowly release her hug.

I stared at Christa, my longing for her was so deep. I can't imagine how panicked she must have been while waiting for me all that time. What did she do when I left? Did she cry? Did she ask the soldiers here for help?

I wanted to ask all the questions in my head. But in the end all I did was wipe away her tears, and stroked the yellow mane briefly. I couldn't help but feel a lump in my chest. "Christa, I'm sorry. I'd like to talk to Bertholdt for a moment. Is that okay?"

I could see Christa's reluctance to leave me, as if afraid that I would disappear from her sight again. But she finally complied, "t-then, I'll bring Reiner some warm water. Reiner had rebelled when he was unconscious earlier. Connie and Sasha aren't back yet, so I'll pick them up and bring Reiner some food."

Is that so? I just realized that my entire body was drenched in cold sweat. And sure enough, the moment a breeze came in through the crack in the window, my body shivered involuntarily.

"Thank you, Christa."

"Um ..."

The door finally closed, I began to observe this room. This is the medical room, far away from the classrooms. Have I been sleeping here all this time?

"... So, how are you doing?"

I tried to open the topic, Bertholdt only glanced and then snorted briefly. "As you can see, what about you?"

I just chuckled at his ridiculous answer, "as you can see too. Maybe good, or half good? I don't know."

Bertholdt chuckled in response to me. I was glad that Bertholdt could laugh again like this. I looked at his body, the white bandages still hugged every inch of Bertholdt's body, but he really looked fit now. He slowly adjusted his body position so that the stomach that was still recovering would not send pain signals.

I still remember in my mind, where his breath was gasping near this ear, his whisper when dying even both hands were hanging and unable to grasp. There were so many questions that I couldn't help but ask. The drastically changed atmosphere of the room made Bertholdt stare deeply at me. The crease on his forehead gradually became apparent, a look of confusion.

"...So, how many people did you fight that time?" I threw out the question before Bertholdt asked.

Bertholdt looked panicked, "u-um ... C-can we not talk about it now?"