kiss me hard before you go || Eren x Levi

third

“Fuckin- let me go!”

Day seven since the start of his mysterious symptoms, Levi was weak enough that Hanji was able to drag him back to his room with Moblit holding his ankles.

“I’ll fucking kill you both, dammit!” he ranted like a two year old child, Hanji being his mother having to deal with his little tantrum when she said it’s time to go home from the toy store. “That’s an order, you bunch of arses!”

Hanji let out a laugh, hands still tightly holding the small man by his armpits, “Mind you, Corporal Humanity’s Strongest, that I have a higher rank, hence a higher authority than you!”

“Fuck you, four eyes!” Levi half screamed back, thrashing his arms around hoping it would somehow successfully let him off the grasp of his two subordinates.

“No-” Hanji sing-songed as she skipped ahead, nearly causing Moblit a tumble form trying to catch up with his squad leader.

They came to a stop eventually, Levi realising that it was his own room.

“You could’ve let me walk if you’re going to bring me back here,” he said rather sassily not noticing how Hanji has this wicked grin on her face while she winked at Moblit and as if on signal, they lifted Levi slightly higher before throwing him onto the bed. He landed with‘oomph’ and old springs of the bed squeaked, for a second it was as if the bed was to break apart from the impact seeing how antique it was but it didn’t – it proved to be stronger than it was given credit for.

Levi’s mind was still fuzzy from having Hanji and her ‘butler’ kidnapping him while he was supervising Gunther who was training the new recruits with special techniques on using the blades. Just moments earlier he was squatting behind a bush spilling his guts out that he felt like the bed was like paradise where he could just lie back and fall asleep because he was just so tired. From what, he really didn’t know and he stopped wondering.

He could see Moblit moved behind Hanji, who had her hands on her waist and was looking down at Levi with such triumph since she was able to manhandle the great Corporal Levi. The brunette went over to the door and latched it, locking the three of them inside and Levi couldn’t help but wonder Hanji’s motives.

There was no time for riddles though; Levi was holding himself back rather a lot. If it was in any other situation where he wasn’t too weakened by his condition he’d easily knock Moblit out and wrestle the woman with glasses down to the ground.

But today wasn’t the case, he was drained in every aspect that all he managed to do was sit up with his back to the bed’s head board.

“Tell me,” he started, pinching the bridge of his nose, trying to relieve the sudden ache that erupted from somewhere inside his head, “did Erwin order you to have a look at me?”

Hanji shook her head and Levi took notice the way her brown almost red bangs sway from side to side, the urge to pull them itched underneath his skin. He just wanted to cause Hanji some sort of pain for treating him like a child. Fuck you, Hanji, were all he could manage and even with that, she didn’t seem at all affected.