Experimenting With Miracles // ERERI

Chapter 8

The events from the night before had already blurred themselves in his mind. Eren didn’t remember going to Hanji’s room last night, but it was obvious that he and Levi had migrated there after the incident, seeing as though he had woken up in a strange space. He stretched warily, his hand sparking in pain as he popped his fingers.

It all came back very quickly. The attacker, the gouge in his hand, the cuts and bruises, the blood on Levi’s uniform, his baby in danger; why couldn’t it all have just disappeared in his sleep? The thought brought tears to his eyes. He let out a little choked sob, curling into himself.

There was a hum from behind him, making Eren jump in fear as a pair of hands wrapped around his waist. Levi pulled him closer, tucking close to his husband’s warmth in the bed. The pregnant teen seemed tense, his shoulders rigid and shaking slightly. The older wondered if he was having a nightmare.

“Eren…?” he called quietly.

The boy tensed again in his arms before slumping against him and burrowing into his hold. Levi’s hands found his stomach and rubbed gentle circles into the fabric covering the bump there. There was a warm breath ghosting past Eren’s ear as Levi leaned in to kiss his neck lovingly. The sweet attention made his heart giddy, but the light ache from the bruises on his face tainted the feeling. He whimpered a bit as his lover’s lips trailed to his cheek.

“S-stop,” Eren choked out, his body trembling again at the thought of that man trying to kill his baby.

Levi grunted with a bit of surprise, lips drawing away from him, “Eren what’s wrong?”

He turned his husband to face him, a bit shocked to see tears in his bright eyes. Eren immediately turned his head down into Levi’s chest.

“Eren, did I hurt you? I’ll stop touching you if it--”

“N-no!” he grabbed Levi’s nightshirt in his hands, balling it in his fists. “I-I don’t know why...I just can’t get that man out of my head. I don’t want our baby to g-get hurt,” he sniffled.

Levi placed his hand in Eren’s hair, bringing his lover’s head closer to his chest and placing a kiss on the crown of his chocolatey locks.

“I’ll kill anyone that dares to touch you,” he murmured into his hair.  

Eren sniffled a bit and nodded. Levi was strong, but even he couldn’t guarantee that he wouldn’t be attacked again. Vengeance was all he could really promise him.

“I know you will, Levi.”

Eren lay against the bed, fighting sleep. He was trying to wait for Levi to return but it was proving difficult. He had something or other to attend to under Erwin’s orders. Eren hadn’t really been paying attention.

And so he lay there as his eyelids kept sliding closed - it was becoming harder and harder to reopen them. Eventually he lost the fight and fell asleep.

The air was hot and heavy around him, threatening to swallow him. He gasped and panted fiercely in the heat. Why was it so hot?

He cracked his eyes open to find himself in a rather plain room. A ripple of intense pain coursed through him, making him moan loudly at the sheer agony of it. He looked around deliriously, desperately trying to find his raven haired lover.

“L-Le-Levi - AUGH!!!” He writhed on the bed, the pain continuously going through him. His eyes closed for only a moment and when he reopened them, Hanji and Levi were hovering over him with concern written on their faces.

Sweat was pouring from his forehead as he screeched from the pain. “What's happening!?”

“He's losing the baby,” Hanji cried, “I'm so sorry Eren… We'll have to extract it. I need a doctor to help me.”