Erwin - Truth

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Mike turned around in surprise.
He knew what I was going to say just by the look on my face.

"Don't say it. I already know... I saw how your eyes shined when you looked at him. I saw how he lovingly held you.
He never looked at someone the way he does with you." He smiled honest, giving me an apologetic look.

"I'll be fine, you don't need to be sorry, I know what I saw." Bringing his hand up, he caressed my cheek, that gesture warmed up my heart, even if what he said was accurate, I wasn't going to refuse him right away.
But he made me realize how I felt.

Mike took out the car keys from his pocket and then he headed to the parking lot.
"I'll leave everything to you then."

"Aren't you going to stay?" I asked wearing an embarrassed smile.

"No, he doesn't seem to want me anyway..."
Turning around he continued walking away.

I held a hand up to my neck, stroking it where I felt chills and returned inside.

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Erwin was looking out of the big window.
When I arrived though, he turned around almost immediately.
"Weren't you going to leave?" He asked half-heartedly. I smiled almost hurt.

"No. But Mike... Well, he actually left mumbling crazy things." I whispered the last part.

"What do you mean by that?" Erwin smiled sarcastically, and I had to giggle to settle my heart.

"Well, 50% truth, 50% nonsense." I looked inside his beautiful eyes and knew I couldn't leave him alone, not right at the moment.

"...Mmm, that sounds quite thrilling but I know you won't tell me."
He was absolutely right, or at least, not yet.

He gestured for me to sit on the big beige sofa right beside his bed.
I crossed my legs and deep chatting started between us. We talked about everything and everyone. Like we never did before.

After a laugh, I looked concerned into his eyes. I would've wanted to hold him again.
He looked hurt despite his almost too bright smile.
I've always thought he would've put on an autocratic mask, threw a tantrum and refused to let anyone help him.
And maybe that was what had been happening, he just hid it in front of me.

"Tell me how you feel, cause I know you are not okay."

He looked taken aback from my audacious questioning.
His once relaxed features went tense and strong again as he laid eyes on me.
"Do you think you're able to see through me? That I'm readable like crystal clear water?" He looked angry, maybe because I obliterated his smile, but I felt very guilty that exact same instant. It showed on my apologetic frown.

Erwin gasped once more, and avoiding my gaze, he spoke again.
"I knew this was a bad thing... You shouldn't have come."

My eyes tried to free frustration tears, but I held them back.
"I can't believe I'm actually willing to stay with you..."
Erwin frowned again. He sure couldn't believe I wanted to be by his side, but I knew there was no other place I would've been.

"Are you... Perhaps doubting me?"
"I'm not..." He looked hesitant, his eyes scanned me deeply.
"I can't believe you are being stubborn even in a situation like this!" Now, a lone tear crossed my cheek as I looked at his bandaged arm.

I couldn't bring myself to look into his eyes or I would've cried like a baby.
It was so strange for me, being all emotionally upset all day. Maybe it was worry, maybe Mike was too right about this whole situation.

"I will stay here, and you won't make me change my mind. Try to make me hate you and I'll stay for a lifetime!" I blurted this a little aggressively, and when my eyes met his, surprise was painted all over. His parted lips showed how what I said shocked him.
It may have sounded like a confession when I thought about it, but my mind was so clouded I couldn't bring my stubborn self to be embarrassed.

Erwin gave up on eye contact and his eyes dropped down to his lap.
A low pitched laughter started from the back of his throat and he continued until tears came out.
My first instinct was to hold a hand towards him but he interrupted me with his words.
"Is that a promise...?"
I let out a sigh. He worried me with that scene.
I nodded so hard my hair became a big mess, and he laughed even more.

He held his hand out to me and I immediately grabbed it, squeezing it way too hard, but I needed the contact.
"I think I'm gonna have fun with you here..." His smirk became bigger and I took my hand away teasingly, but decided to play along to ease the mood.
"You are hospitalized... I wouldn't want to exhaust you." I smiled too and he lightly blushed. I had my little victory.

I prayed for everything to get better and stay as it was. Easy and fine.

AN
IM sorry this took so long but I lost all inspiration and now I finally found it so enjoy💞

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