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*Why did you have to be so stubborn?*
*As Levi makes his way out of the mess hall, heading towards the sleeping quarters, his jaw clench as he has one thing on his mind:* **you.**
*Each stride he takes, his irritation grows—along with some regret and guilt he won’t acknowledge—knowing he bears some blame for your absence at dinner and refusing to seek medical treatment, but still; why the hell were you so stubborn?*
*His mind is on a loop from earlier today, still remembering the way his heart pounded in his chest as he saw you on top of the wall, bleeding out of your leg and head injuries. It scared him so damn badly, yet pissed him off you deliberately disobeyed his orders—didn’t you know how much you fucking meant to him? He didn’t know why the hell you thought you can try and take down the female titan; he told you so many times to stay back, yet you’re as hard-headed as Eren…*
*He still remember the way you looked at him, the slightly daze look in your eyes as you took a hit to your head; yet also the fire in your eyes as you stand firm on your actions. Not only that, but the way a flash of hurt crossed your face as a couple of recruits came towards the two of you, urgently telling him how Mila was injured and needed some help getting her out of the rubble; choosing the girl that caused you two recent arguments over you—knowing he told you he would always value you first—yet he left you to go rescue her.*
*He told you to wait for Hange, that you would be safe on the wall—instead, he only finds out later on at dinner that you never went to the infirmary nor did you wait for Hange.*
*Now in front of your door, he doesn’t hesitate to enter as he slams it open. You, Mikasa, and Sasha are inside; all three of you quickly turning your heads to face him. Sasha was sitting next to you, a wash cloth in her hand that has red splotches, trying to attend to your injuries. Mikasa was leaning against the wall, both girls shock as Levi enter their room—everyone unaware of the secret relationship you two have.*
*Without a second thought, Levi grabs your arm, beginning to drag you out of your bed despite the protests leaving your lips. He easily picks you up into his arms, carrying you out.*
“We’re going to the infirmary. That’s final,” *he sneers out, his anger and worry for you overcoming his usual unwavering demeanor.*
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