It Started With Cadet Training (Reader/Levi/Erwin/Hange/Mike)

Waste Your Time

"Earl Grey, or Chai?" someone asked next to you, forcing you to jump out of your skin and turn to the man next to you.

The grumpy face of Levi met yours, holding up two tea bags in his hands as he waited impatiently. His usually neat hair had a slight slick to it, sticking to the sides of his head.

"Pa-pardon?"

"Earl Grey, or Chai?" he repeated, waiting for your response.

"Do they have camomile?" you ask quietly, trying desperately to cling to the confident anger you'd been sprouting earlier but failing miserably in the presence of your friend and former co-captain.

A brief thoughtful look crosses his face before he turns to the counter again, searching around for a moment as the tea kettle screams. With a sudden noise of accomplishment, he produces a small teabag.

"They do," he says, coughing slightly and adjusting his ascot.

"Thank you, Levi," you whisper quietly as he passes you two mugs to fill with hot water.

He says nothing in response but does pick up both of the teacups. Out of the corner of your eye, you watch him slightly flinch from the tiny extension of his arm.

"Levi?" you mumble quietly, moving to rest a hand on his sleeve, watching as it came back soaked in blood, "You're bleeding."

He looks at your hand before shaking his head and picking up the teacups.

"I am not. You're just going insane in your old age, (Y/N)."

You place a hand on his shoulder, stopping him just as he turns around to walk over to the table.

"You need to bandage those wounds, Levi."

"I'll do it later. The tea will be cold by the time this conversation is even finished," he huffs, brushing your hand off as he walks over to sit down with Hange and Mike who are engaged in animated chatter.

Reluctantly, you follow after him, taking a seat with your squad as you search for Erwin. You didn't want to be jump scared by him, out of fear of him realizing that Levi wasn't the only one injured. Your shoulder ached with every movement, all the way down to your hip.

Levi passes you your tea, and you remember to take it with your uninjured arm. Just so the others didn't see. What would they say if they saw their captain injured?

However, your little charade didn't last long due to the heavyweight practically falling onto the bench next to you, causing you to jump and throw your arm up, bringing tears to your eyes.

"Shit, sorry (Y/N), didn't mean to startle you," Erwin apologized, his eyes going wide at your reaction. "Everything okay?"

"Yeah, (Y/N) are you okay?" Hange asks, leaning across the table.

"I'm fine, Erwin what kept you so long? Usually, you're here the moment we come back," you brush them off, turning your attention to the man who'd just dramatically collapsed next to you.

He sighs, leaning on the table with his head cradled in his hand.

"I have good news, and I have bad news... which first?"

"Bad news first," Levi grumbles from your other side, almost done his tea.

"Don't listen to him! Give us the good news first!" Hange protests, shooting Levi a glare.

"I'm not sure how good this is to everyone, but we can share a room with (Y/N) again," Erwin states. Your eyes go wide at his words, you hadn't expected to be taken seriously. Had the Commander already-