Bratty thief stole my heart

Chapter 12: Wounds

Levi's Pov:

Ok, this definetly sucks!

Keeping Eren my prisoner, keeping this fucking brat alive was more stressfull than I had thought. Because now I wasn't sure if he would stay alive.

Half a day has gone by and he still hasn't woken up. He was still unconcious and his state wasn't getting any better. I knew that after everything I had put him through last night, he needed a lot of rest, but I started to really get concerened about it. Don't ask me why I was concerened about a bratty thief. I didn't even know myself.

After I had brought Eren back to his cell I had went to bed. I didn't get much sleep, not only because of my insomnia, but because too many thoughts, especially about the teal eyed brat, had been wandering through my mind.

It couldn't have been later than half past seven in the morning when Hanji had burst into my room.

Flashback

"LEVI!"

A very energetic, very loud and funnily enough very angry brunet woman flung the doors of my spacious sleeping room open. I was already used to be woken up like this, so I didn't even bother to open my eyes.

"Levi!"

"Hanji."

"Who the hell do you think you are?"

I looked up.

"The king"

"A heartless idiot, that's what you are!" Hanji was fuming, the anger radiating off her like smoke from a fire.

"You know that I would behead any other person if he called me that?", I asked in my usual bored tone.

"Well, then Eren must have called you that, because you nearly fucking beheaded him, too!"

"Ok, now you're overexaggerating. I didn't kill him. He is still alive."

"Yes, but that might not stay this way!" She was glaring daggers at me.

"What do you mean by that?"

I sat up, eyeing Hanji suspiciously. The brunett scientist crossed her arms.

"I mean that he's close to dying. Thanks to you!"

"Ok, I admit that I treated Eren pretty roughly yesterday", that earned me a 'That's a fucking understatement ' huff, "but it wasn't like he was on the verge of death. I even treated his wounds!"

"Lucky you did, otherwise he would be already dead by now!"

"Once again, what do you mean?"

Hanji didn't answered, he just walked over to by bed, grabbed me by my wrist and dragged towards the door. She got me by surprise, but after a second of shock I pulled my arm out of her grasp and took a step back.

"Four eyes, stop, what the hell are you doing?!"

"I'm taking you to the dungeon. You have to see what you have done yourself."

I knew she would take me with her anyway and with barely four hours of sleep I was far too tired to argue with her.

"Alright, I'm coming with you, but let me at least get dressed properly."

Ten minutes later we turned around the corner and walked down the corridor that led to the specific cell.

Hanji had kept rambling about how much of an idiot I was and that I had been far to violent to Eren and so on.

"Ok, Hanji, enough! I know that I have hurt the brat, I know that I might have taken it a bit too far, but you know that I needed this informations and he wasn't the most cooperative person either!"