Can't-Sink-This-Ship's One Shots

I Was Made For Loving You (Part Two)

A/N: I just got my hair cut and it reminds me of Levi with the back, so I'm really happy about that! Also, I have lots of time to write during rehearsal because the other sections don't know their parts (go synth bros!!)
You don't know the satisfaction of hitting a key on the piano and getting the sound of a Mortal Kombat punch noise.
Anyway, here's part two. Enjoy, comment, favorite, et cetera!
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24 October, 1:31 PM
"I'm sorry, but you're not on the record as a 'family member.' I can't let you in to see him until he wakes up." The secretary said politely.
"I'm all he has! His 'family' is all either dead or estranged from him. Does it say that on your record?" Levi fumed.
"I'm sorry, but I can only allow you in if you're a family member." The secretary wouldn't meet his eyes.
"Does it look like I'm some weirdo off of the street? Does this look like it?" Levi pulled out the ring box and showed it to the secretary, whose eyes widened.
"I- I- Arlert, can you escort this man to Room 609? He's not an official relative, so could you supervise him?"
Levi thanked the secretary and waited for the nurse, "Arlert," to meet him.
A few moments passed, and then a blonde, bowl-cut man in pristine blue scrubs opened the door.
"Are you here for Eren Jaeger?" Levi stood, biting his lip anxiously.
"Come this way." Levi followed the man down the hall to the elevator.
"He's sleeping right now. He has a few broken ribs, but no damage to the vital organs, so he'll definitely live. You can stay with him until 10 PM, and then all of the visitors have to leave." Levi nodded to Arlert, who glanced at him.
"So, how do you know this guy?"
"He's my boyfriend." Levi said sadly.
"Oh, I'm so sorry. My boyfriend is an idiot, but I'd be worried if anything were to happen to him. Let me know if you need anything." Levi nodded in thanks.
"What's yours like?" He asked Arlert.
"His name is Erwin Smith, and he's got really traditional ideals about special occasions and dating and things like that. Like, it's not necessary to do something special on every date. Sometimes it's more fun to just watch Netflix then spend lots of money at some upscale restaurant. Also, he's an idiot who worries over the smallest things. But otherwise, he's perfect. I'm really happy when I'm with him. How's yours?"
"He's so sweet and he cares about everyone; even total strangers. He loves crossword puzzles, trivia games, and photography, and he hates when people underestimate him. I'm completely crazy about him and I'm going to propose as soon as the moment presents itself."
"That's great! I hope you get your moment soon." They reached the door to Room 609, and Arlert said:
"I can wait outside if you'd prefer." Levi nodded in thanks and went in.
Eren was a tiny child in a massive plane of scratchy white sheets and scratchy white hospital gown, on a scratchy white bed. His wrist was attached to an IV which dripped a clear liquid down the tube monotonously. He had a small frown on his face, evidence of an uncomfortable slumber.
"Eren..." Levi murmured, brushing his hair off of his forehead. "I love you. Please be okay."
Eren stirred under his touch, turning his head and breathing deeply and evenly. Levi stroked his boyfriend's cheek and then sat down in the vinyl chair next to it (not before wiping it down with one of the disinfectant wipes he always carried on him.)
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24 October, 8:54 PM
It was several hours before the sleeping drugs wore off. Levi spent that time canceling his appointments for the next few days.
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"Hi, Sharon? Sorry for having to things short, especially since it was so suddenly." Sharon's voice came through the phone, bright and perky as ever.
"It's totally fine! What happened, or is that none of my business? You don't have to tell me; never mind."
"No, it's okay. Erm... My boyfriend got hit by a car. He's unconscious right now."
"Oh my god! Is he okay?"
"A few broken ribs. Other than that, we won't know until he wakes up." If he wakes up. Levi didn't voice that part.
"How are you handling this? I bet you're holding it all in, aren't you? You know what you need? You need a good cry. That'll make you feel better. Just let it all out. I'm always here for you if you want to talk about stuff."
"Thanks, but... I don't think I'll take you up on that offer. Just being honest."
"That's fine. I figured. I just thought I should offer."
"Thanks anyway. I'll get back to you."
"Okay, bye."
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Eren suddenly stirred in his sleep, moaning softly. Levi was instantly on his feet, watching anxiously as Eren woke up, reaching up to rub his eyes.
"Eren... Are you awake?" Levi murmured. Eren looked up at him with confusion.
"Where am I? What happened?" Levi bit his lip.
"You're in a hospital. You were the victim of a hit-and-run. You only have a few broken ribs, so you should get better fairly quickly." Eren looked at him with an odd expression- almost as if sizing him up.
"You don't look like a nurse or a doctor. Who are you?"
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A/N: DUN DUN DUN!!!!
Sorry, was that not the most cliche premise for a hurt/comfort fic you've ever seen? I know I'm trash. Does anyone want to take me out? ;) ;) ;) jk
I promise I'll be updating soon, so keep your socks on. Happy (or miserable) fangirling!