Worried | Jearmin Fanfiction

Chapter Thirteen

"I-I love y-you all, s-so m-much...." Armin wheezed to Eren, Mikasa and Jean as he shivered, his tears turning to ice.

"Shh... d-don't w-waste y-your breath..." Jean stuttered.

A few minutes later, and a rescue team rushed over to the group, smothering them all in blankets and coats.

"Raise your hand if you're well enough to ride!" An higher up instructed.

Annie, Ymir, Bertholdt, Reiner, Annie, Mikasa, Eren, Jean, Thomas and Marco raised their hands.

"Who thinks they'll need to ride on the back of someone else's horse?" The same instructor asked.

Armin, Christa, Connie, Sasha and Mina weakly raised their hands.

Jean hoisted Armin onto the back of his horse and started riding home. Armin wrapped his arms around Jean's waist and held him tightly.

Jean held onto the reins with one hand and stroked Armin's forehead with the other.

When everyone got back, the entire group was admitted to the infirmary.

"I thought we were dead back there..." Marco sighed.

"I'm just pissed that I have to spend the next month in here with Connie..." Jean groaned.

"That wasn't very nice!!" Connie protested.

"I think Mikasa's pretty annoyed that the boys and girls have to be kept in seperate wards..." Eren sighed.

"That's not nearly as important as the fact that Armin won't take the medication they're giving him..." Reiner added. Armin was sound asleep.

"It's not his fault, I wouldn't want a nasogastric tube either..." Eren replied.

"It's gotta be uncomfortable trying to sleep with one..." Jean groaned.

"It's mandatory, they've been told to do it that way..." Bertholdt sighed.

"If they want to start giving us fucking brain surgery then I'm out of here..." Eren protested.

A doctor walked into the room and everyone shut up.

"Is Cadet Armin Arlert here?" The doctor asked.

"Yeah.." Everyone replied.

"Is he awake?" The doctor questioned.

"No..." Everyone answered.

"Okay, Good. I'm going to need some help in case he wakes up..." The doctor said with a sigh of relief.

Everyone looked at each other, puzzled.

"I'll help you..." Jean volunteered as he got out of bed and walked over to Armin and the nurse.

"Sit him up for me..." The doctor instructed.

Everyone looked puzzled.

"I've been instructed to insert a nasogastric tube..." The doctor replied.

"Armin said he didn't want that..." Eren informed.

Jean propped Armin up. The sleeping boy opened his eyes.

"J-Jean?! What's going on?!" Armin panicked a little.

"You just need a little bit of medicine, okay?" Jean replied softly.

"I thought I said I wasn't interested in that tube stuff." Armin questioned.

Jean breathed a large sigh. Eren stood up and sat on Armin's bed.

"Armin, think of this as a duty you have to fulfil. As a soldier, you need to be in top form..."

Armin eventually gave in.

The doctor inserted the tube. "All done."

"It's uncomfortable..." Armin groaned,

"Yes, it may be a little annoying..." the doctor replied before leaving the room.

"I'm sorry, Armin..." Jean sighed.