Cold Colours (EDITING)

White walls (2.0)

Levi's POV

My feet tap against the white tile angrily, my head resting in my hand as I stare at the wall in front of me. My hair was a mess, my eyes slightly bloodshot, my suit off centered... I was a mess.

It had been three hours. Three hours since I had driven over to the hospital behind an ambulance that carried her.

Just the thought of her lifeless (E/C) eyes made me shiver. I couldn't let that happen. If I did one thing in my entire life I was going to save (Y/N).

Screw the ghouls. Screw the danger it would put my company in. Screw everything.

(Y/N) mattered more to me than most anyone else did. For some reason all I wanted to do with my life was cater to her, her every wish and her every desire.

In such a short period of time - in only seconds of seeing each other - I had already fallen harder than I ever though was possible for someone like me...

"Levi!" A voice suddenly calls, dragging me from my thoughts. I glance up, catching sight of Eren holding a female's hand gently. Hm... he could be nice sometimes... I shake my head. He was such a brat... and he almost get (Y/N) killed...

"Took you long enough." I mutter, looking down at the ground and running my hands through my raven hair.

"Oh shut up and tell us how (Y/N) is! I don't want to deal with you and your attitude." The female beside Eren suddenly shouts, pulling her hand from Eren's and crossing her arms over her chest. The way she was glaring at Me ... she obviously didn't like me much. I sigh, suddenly standing while sticking my hands in my pockets.

"(Y/N) is in surgery, she was in a crash and broke a few bones, one of which punctured one of her organs." I explain almost coldly, my eyes locked on the door in front of me. The door (Y/N) had disappeared behind. The door that separates me from the one person who I actually seemed to care about...

"I-is she going to be okay?" (F/N) whispers, her hands curling into fists harshly enough to draw blood. Eren wraps an arm around her shoulder and kisses her hair gently.

"Well I would hope so." I chuckle slightly. "Or we've been waiting here for nothing."

Eren glares at me disapprovingly, huffing But not saying a word as he went to comforting his soulmate. Such love radiates from him to her... it almost made me envious...

(F/N) suddenly pushes Eren away, stepping forwards and pointing straight at Levi. With the angry look in her eyes anyone could tell she meant business. I find myself snickering lightly, turning to the small female with an eyebrow raised. She was so short... shorter than me. How did she expect to do anything to me?

"You know, you-" (F/N)'s words were lost in time as the double doors burst open, a doctor in green stepping out.

  "Levi Ackerman?" The man shouts out rather loudly, his eyes scouring the waiting area. I raise my hand, my smirk suddenly falling and my eyes growing hard. In an instant I was ready for both the best of news and the worst of news.

Eren and (F/N) follow instantly, their footsteps echoing behind my own as we three come to a stop in front of the doctor. I stare at him seriously, in silence and waiting, whereas (F/N) bursts into questions as soon as she was within hearing distance of the doctor.

  "How is she? Will she be alright? What ab-" I send (F/N) a cold glare, Eren instantly hugging her close and making sure she stayed silent. I don't waste another moment on the two, knowing that Eren will keep her quiet. He did know the amount of power I held...

"How is (Y/N)." I say, not even acknowledging the two behind me or their rudeness. As I saw it (Y/N) was the only important thing right now, others rudeness meant nothing compared to her safety.

  "(Y/N) will be fine, the transplant went great and I expect her to be on her feet within a few weeks." I fight back a smile, nodding at the doctor in thanks. She would be alright. Just at the words a weight was lifted off my chest.

Only for another to fall right back on it as Eren tenses. His eyebrows furrow, and I could practically hear the low growl lacing his voice.

  "Transplant? From where, isn't there, like, a long list for any type of transplant?" Eren snaps rather rudely, his eyes trailed only on the doctor. I turn to him, silently asking him what the hell hr was getting at. Wasn't he thankful? Why was he pushing this!

  "Yes... but the other man that was involved in the crash had the same blood type. He was dead either way so in order to save our patient we took an organ from him and gave it to (Y/N). She was very lucky." The doctor explains with a smile, seemingly unaffected by the rudeness in Eren's reply. Eren, however, didn't seem so satisfied by the answer.

"So... she should be awake soon right?" (F/N) sudden voice cut through the unsettling feeling that had landed in my stomach, my eyes snapping from a worried looking Eren to the doctor in front of me expectantly.

"Yes, she should be waking up within the next few hours." Hope suddenly fills me, Eren's weirdness leaving my mind as I chuckle lightly. I look down at the ground, shaking my head.

  "Thank you doctor, for everything." I mutter, my head still shaking slightly. It was just too good to be true. The last few hours had been hell on earth, my worry eating me alive to the point I would never be able to recuperate. Yet here I am, happier than I have ever been simply because of a few words by a friendly doctor.

   "There is no need to thank me, after all-" the doctors eyes flashed to me with a knowing smile. "It is my job."