Broken Hearts, Severed Limbs (Levi x OC x Erwin)

|70| Bound to You

Hange couldn’t believe this. It was afternoon, they had just returned to HQ after talking to Keith Shadis. The man had revealed that Grisha Yeager, Eren’s father came from the outside, and Hange wasn’t surprised. She wanted so much to find her fellow second in command scientist and talk to her about it. Alas, Levi had given the pitiful excuse of “She’s taking the day off,” and he had refused to give any further information. Hange frowned. Bullshit. Absolute bullshit. Hange only hoped that that bastard hadn’t done anything to her that left her bedridden for the rest of the day.

She was planning to just break down the door of their room and barge right in, but she didn’t really get the time to do that. After returning back to the Survey Corps HQ in Trost, she had noticed Levi heading straight to the Commander’s office. He looked furious. She was sure that nothing good was going to result from this.

And she was right.

Now, she was standing with her hands resting on her waist. She was fairly aware of the incessant tapping of her boot on the wooden floor of the kitchen beneath their feet, and she was staring at the two men. She had dragged Erwin and Levi in the kitchen of the Survey Corps HQ, and now they were seated on the kitchen table, glaring daggers at each other whilst they pressed the ice that she had given them on the wounds on their faces. Erwin had a black eye and Levi had a broken tooth. His jaw, radiated with pain and bled and he tried his best not to wince and not to let that glare drop.

They had made a mess of the Commander’s office, but the Levi and the Hange Squads were taking care of it now. It was afternoon, and the night would be falling soon. Hange had ordered Moblit to bring two serums that were going to restore Levi’s broken tooth, and Erwin’s black eye.

Hange groaned as the two men didn’t stop glaring daggers at each other. She threw a fist on the table, finally drawing their attention. “What are you two?! Five-year-olds?!” She turned at Erwin. “I get it for Levi to be like this, but you too, Erwin?! You’re a forty-year-old man, for God’s sake!”

“I- I’m thirty-five-”

“That’s IRRELEVANT!” Hange had no trouble shouting at Erwin. He may have been her Commander but she and Erwin had been in the same cadette corps with Mike and Nile and Moblit and so many others. She knew this man ever since he was fifteen. “I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I’m glad Nat’s not here to see this,” Hange groaned and she pinched the bridge of her nose in frustration.

“Where is she?! What did you do to her?!” Erwin cried out.

“I did what you failed to do to her last night,” Levi threw back.

“Nathalie would never throw herself on me if you hadn’t hurt her somehow!” Erwin shouted.

Hange’s eyes widened. “She WHAT?!” Suddenly it all started making sense. But the two men ignored her anyway.

“If Nathalie was mine, I’d have treated her far better,” Erwin stood up, slamming a hand on the table and Levi jumped on his feet as well, glaring back up at his Commander.

“But she’s not yours, is she?” Levi growled.

“If you keep hurting her, then she will no longer be yours either,” Erwin growled as well and Levi hated how this man was always right. His ego would never let him admit it.

“ENOUGH!” Hange forced herself between them, and she pushed them both apart, urging them to sit back down to their chairs. “You’re fighting like children,” She scolded them, and she turned at Erwin. “Nathalie’s made her choice -no matter how stupid that choice may be- you should respect that,”

“But he attacked me!” Erwin said pointing his thumb to his chest and turning his attention back at his rival.

Levi’s brow twitched anger. “You touched MY WIFE!”