The door slams open. The four-eyed woman rushes in, pushing and shoving the people surrounding her, making her way through the room. She stops on the side of the bed, looking at the boy's condition.
How terrible.
"He looks as if he was skinned alive." Hanji commented in concern.
"Looks like it." Moblit nodded as he sat on a different bed across from them, looking through his reports.
Hanji touches Eren's hand to feel the depths of the teeth marks that was printed alongside the thumb.
"This looks painful." She ran her fingers over the marks. Eren winced every time her finger hovered over his recently bitted area of his hand.
"OW!" Eren squeezed his eyes tight, hissing at the pain.
"Oh, sorry." Hanji backed away, straightening her clothes.
"..." Eren sighed, relaxing his eyelids.
"H-Hanji...." Eren croaked, as if his throat was dry.
"Yes, Eren?" She took a few steps forward to reach him.
"Do you know.... Where... (First) is?" Eren asked.
"You shouldn't worry about her, Eren. She's feeling unwell. Levi told me that he'll be taking care of her." Hanji informed him.
Eren breathed, opening his tired eyes.
"That's... What he said to me... Too..." Eren knitted his eyebrows together.
"Well, that's good to hear. Now that you got that taken care of, you should rest---"
"No.... That's... What he said to me too." Eren opened his eyes a little wider, grasping onto Hanji's sleeve.
"Said what?" Hanji asked in confusion.
Eren thought for a moment and began breathing heavily.
"Eren?" Hanji called out to him.
"Huh....." He audibly breathed again and again.
"Eren, are you okay?"
Sweats dropped down his cheeks, his uneven breathing was encouraging him to panic. He curled his fingers tightly onto Hanji's sleeve, making her nervous.
"Moblit, something's wrong with him--" Hanji says.
Moblit looked up to see that Eren was in a state of panic and if this keeps up, Eren could be out of control.
"He said that to me... He said that to me...!" Eren repeated.
"Eren, calm down--" Moblit rested his hand on Eren's chest to lay low.
"HE'S LYING!!!! HE'S LYING TO ME!!!" Eren bursted all of a sudden.
"Moblit!" Hanji called for his assistance.
"I'm trying!" Moblit held Eren down while he fought.
Eren's fresh flesh was making it hard for Moblit's job, considering the fact that the slimy flesh would only help Eren escape from Moblit's hold.
Once Eren was free from Moblit, he shoves the man out of the way and through the door.
"Eren wait!!" Hanji ran after Eren, unable to catch up due to his fast pacing depending on his mood.
"(First)!!" Eren called out as he continued running however, he began to run out of energy yet limped on instead.
"Eren!!" Hanji jumps and tackles Eren down. The two of them collapsed, Hanji leaning against Eren's back.
"I need to save her! I NEED TO---NGHH!" He struggled to remove Hanji from him.
"Moblit help me!" Hanji called.
"Y-Yes ma'am!" Moblit made his way through the crowd of people watching the entire scene.
"Get off!" Eren demanded, pushing Hanji's face away from him as much as possible.
"Eren, What's wrong!?" Hanji asked.
Eren turned his head forward to see a glimpse of Levi standing with the crowd watching him with pitiness. Eren began to feel angry.
"Liar! You're a liar!" Eren scowled.
"Who is he talking to?" Moblit asked.
"Just carry him back into the infirmiry!! Here, help me!" Hanji says while each of them grabbed onto Eren's legs and pulled him away from the scene.
As they dragged him back into the room, Eren had already stopped fighting and shouting, planting his face on the ground and letting his arms grow limp like a dead body.
"I think he went to sleep." Moblit drops one side of Eren's leg.
"We can't be so sure. Close the door, Moblit." Hanji panted as she dropped his other leg and fixed her hair.
"Nghhh." Eren lazily moaned.
"Eren.... About what you said back there.... What did you mean?" Hanji rested her hands on her hips while Eren slept on the floor, his eyes staring into space.
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You nervously sat down on the bed, fiddling with your fingers, impatiently waiting for Levi to come, hoping one day Eren would come through those doors.
Once you heard the click sound, you quickly got up and on your feet to see that it was obviously Levi walking in. He shuts the door from behind and locks it, slipping the key into his pocket.
"W-What's going on down there? I mean, I heard an uproar of people from down there and--"
Levi shuts you up, roughly pressing his lips onto yours. You rejected him yet he stood guard and wrapped his arms around you, kissing you feverishly.
"Stop that!--" You closed your eyes in disgust, looking away.
Levi paused for a moment to see your red cheek on one side of your face.
"It was nothing. Eren was just going berserk." Levi sighed, pulling away, covering his mouth with his palm.
"Eren? How is he? You're not hurting him, are you?" You spoke with a serious tone.
Levi said nothing.
"I swear if you ever lay a finger on him, I will--"
"-What will you do?" Levi cut you off.
"...." You couldn't say anything more.
"That's what I thought." Levi clicked his tongue as he paced around the room.
"Eren is special to me!" You broke the brief silence which made him pause.
"I will stay by his side forever, no matter what. One simple door won't make a difference at all." You announced.
".........." Levi looks at you with a deadly glare. He approaches you in a casual manner, taking your wrist and turned you around.
"What are you---"
"I'll show you..." Levi took off his belt, tying your hands together while you struggled.
"What the difference is..." Levi roughly pushes you on the bed, saddling on top of you and held your binded hands down.
One hand slid down from your arm to your waist, pressing against your skin, slowly rubbing it up and down.
Me
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Half and Half (Oblivious!Eren x Reader x Slight!Yandere Levi)
RandomYou've been a member of the Survey Corps for quite some time, wondering when will humanity ever come a step close to victory. But events decide to turn up when you come across a strange titan during your expedition and a strict possessive corporal...
