Your lie (Levi • Reader)

59. Welcome back

...I'm gonna kill you!...

Your eyes opened wearily, as you placed a hand to your forehead.
"Where... am I...?", you croaked.

Suddenly, you recognised a huge face right in front of you and flinched away.
"AAH!"

"Welcome back!", a high voice sounded, just when you saw two hazel-brown eyes staring into yours.

You in shock:
"Hzz."

"Ahahahaha!", the girl backed off and you slowly furrowed your brows.
Perra?
What was she doing here?

Instantly you closed your eyes to blink several times, but after you snapped them open again, there was nobody anymore. You took a brisk breath of air in.
Am I hallucinating?

Your now wide awake figure supported onto the same stone-ground, where you had fallen asleep on.

After a few moments of recollecting, you remembered Hange's drug and jolted up, just to swiftly land onto the floor again. With a loud thud, you smacked your face.
*DUFF*

You, holding your nose:
"Oww."

Then you looked down and saw a thin blanket, which was almost as flimsy as one layered toilet-paper and laid on the floor beside you.
You had slipped out on it.

Oh wow, thanks for the upkeep, Hange.

You took your hand away and realised you were bleeding.
"Shit.", you cursed silently. "Only because of that quilt."

-

It was afternoon, when you entered the canteen.
How long have I slept?, your eyes narrowed, after the orange light met them.

The refectory was full, though there was nobody you actually knew.

You stood still and scanned the surroundings silently. There were Erwin and some other superiors.
But Levi was gone.

You took a deep breath of air in and unconsciously went up the stairs.
Where is he? Maybe in his room?

At once, someone gripped you from behind.
"OMG (Y/N)!
I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD!"

You swiftly turned around and recognised the fiend himself.
"I'm gonna kill you, Hange!"

But against all your expectations, she fell on you and started weeping.
"What would I have done without you...?", she snorted in your mantle.

Your eyes widened and your expression alleviated slowly.
"Hange...", you whispered, while brushing over her hair carefully.

Hange tear-swollen:
"I thought you had killed yourself..."

You surprised:
"Huh?"

"There was blood in the cellar and I thought he caught you!", she lamented.

You confused:
"What? Who?"

"Depression!", she whined.

You smiled amusedly.
"Oh, Hange, I don't have depression-"

"Then Corporal shit would've killed me, if he knew, that it was my fault you pegged out..."

You glared at her.
In thoughts:
That's the reason you're sad?

Hange crying:
"Or he would've choked me to death..."

You, peeved, in thoughts:
How ironic, that Erwin, him and Hange have to keep me alive for themselves.