Flowers for the Wounded (Levi x Eren Fanfic)

Chapter 4: Roses

A few more days of monitoring passed by now that both Kenny and I were awake. It was the fifth day I could finally eat solids that mom smuggles in her tacos. Kenny, now more alert and aware, was more apologetic as well. Over the flurry of crunching, he was more sincere in his mistake. I told him not to worry as to keep the tension between my mom and him to a minimum, but I could tell my mom wouldn't be dropping it so easily.

It was apparent that I was back to normal condition and could be discharged at any time. I was more than ready to get out. Eren took good care of me during that time, and I found myself lingering on his figure longer each time he would enter and leave the room. Kenny and my mom made fun of me the whole time but were otherwise supportive. Eren even helped me a little with therapy and showed me how a few missing fingers weren't actually all that bad. I still had my thumb, ring finger, and pinky to pull me through. Apparently, Eren once taped his middle and pointer fingers down so he could reenact the Adolescent Alien Samurai Tortoises, one of my childhood television shows. So, getting back into a routine was very welcome.

Sadly, I don't know if I'll be able to play video games normally anymore.

My mom was getting the discharge papers all ready, and I stood off to the side watching as patients, doctors, nurses, and whoever trudged by with that aloof nature. It was only when I saw a tuft of brown hair that I began to listen in. There was a female nurse who seemed rather small and petite smiling at Eren. She seemed like the type of person that the wind could knock over. Even though Eren's back was faced towards me, I could see him tense up a little and grow more rigid. I wondered if something bad happened to another patient. The nurse suddenly broke into a flurry of giggles though and pulled out a bouquet of roses from behind her back. I flinched taken aback that she was flirting on the job.

It wasn't like I cared too much. Flirting and loving was apart of life, but I have a sense of self that it shouldn't be done while you're working to provide for yourselves or others. In the end, distractions are still distractions, and if you can't contribute to society, you're living a bum life.

I internally gagged as Eren accepted the gift and the nurse bounded away in a much lighter mood. Somehow, it pissed me off. I could do better than that. Who gives measly roses anymore?

"Alright, bunny. It's time to go home," my mom interrupted my thoughts. "Don't ogle the poor man too much. You'll see him soon enough."

"Are you saying I'm going to go to the hospital again for some reason?" I replied. My mom huffed and rolled her eyes.

"Whether you like it or not, we are still going to visit Kenny, and in turn, you get to see Eren." I perked up at this thought and finally moved my ass off the bench.

"Okay," I said.

No further comments were made as we walked away. I turned one last time to look at Eren and blinked profusely as I saw him toss the flowers into the trash. He seemed almost angry and pissed, and it was at that moment I locked eyes with him one more time before the elevator doors shut in front of me.