Accidental Arrangements(Erwin x Levi)

Chapter 7

Erwin gets halfway through the week before Levi calls him asking if he wants to arrange another date on the weekend. Erwin pauses when he gets the call because he had alternate plans already set. He's a bit sad to reject Levi, however, going to see his dad is more important to him.

He's a bit anxious for the visit because he knows his father is still recovering and probably won't be in the best of moods but he hopes that he can at least have some decent conversation without being accused of taking away his father's independence. He knows that's a lot to ask for but he's wishing anyway.

It's Saturday when he goes to see his father. It's a fairly nice day out; the sun shines brightly enough that he needs to wear sunglasses and the rays of light feel warm on his skin.

He walks through the entrance of the  care home and checks himself in as a visitor at the front desk before heading off to his father's room. His father is staying in room 25 and so he goes through the hallways and finds the room on the right, knocking before walking in and peaking at what the room holds.

He finds his father in bed drinking a cup of water, watching the tv that sits on top of a dresser off to the left. Erwin hears the jingle of some game show and finds that his father is watching Jeopardy. He looks off in his own world and Erwin feels a spark of anxiety light up his stomach.

"Hey Dad." He says as he walks fully into the room, taking a seat in an armchair beside the bed.

His father gives a grunt but doesn't look away from the tv.

Erwin frowns and continues. "How have you been feeling?"

His father just doesn't acknowledge him this time.

Erwin begins to feel angry and he gets up from the chair, stomps over to the tv, and presses the power button so that it shuts off. He storms back to the chair and sits down once more, turning to his father again. "Better, I hope?"

His father turns to him with an annoyed expression on his face. "I was watching that."

"And I'm your son and I've come to visit you because I care. So talk to me before I realize this was a waste of my time." Erwin says angrily, his father's attitude picking at the nerves in his system.

His father heaves a large sigh. "I've been better. The doctor said that I probably won't get feeling back in my left leg so there's a good chance I'm going to be bedridden in this prison for the rest of my life."

Erwin barely held himself back from rolling his eyes at his father's over exaggeration.

"How's your independent life going?" His father's asks.

Erwin doesn't miss the emphasized tone when the word independent is said. "It's been fine. School has been going good and work is good." He tries to keep the annoyed and irritated tone out of his voice but it doesn't work whatsoever.

His father nods. "How's Mike been doing?"

"Mike is fine."

"I see." Then, his father talks a bit quieter. "He always was like a second son. Maybe he likes me more than my actual son does."

Erwin feels the rage build at that until his father puts the final nail in the coffin and he bursts. "Okay, Dad, I get it. You hate me because I put you in this care home and I'm not letting you fucking leave-"

"Language."

"I don't give a shit. Listen to what I have to say, Dad, because you need a reality check." Erwin takes a deep breath before continuing. "I'm trying my best to pay for the expenses of keeping you here, and it's fucking difficult when I make fuck all at my dead end job. And you, with a shitty ass attitude, isn't helping. I'm sorry that you had a stroke and I know you want to be independent but that's not possible anymore Dad. Now, if you don't realize this and you still hate me then that's fine because me and my boyfriend will just fuck off and I'll never see you again and I'll let you go home and have another stroke and it won't be my problem anymore."