The first day of the three day wait was hell. Going from a constant rush, always dodging around people to stony corridors and empty silence had me on edge. Even stranger was the way Levi was suddenly more…affectionate? Obviously despite our situation we spent most of the first day making the grounds 'habitable' as Levi put it, maybe it's his company rubbing off on me but I could see where he was coming from. I was in my most worn clothes, spending the morning with a mop and bucket, the afternoon with a duster. Levi dropped in quite frequently, more so than usual, maybe it was that I was the only living thing in 10 miles that could hold a conversation, but his demeanour said otherwise. He seemed to relax, or at least seem to care more about what I was doing. There's something about him. Before he had seemed so far, an unreachable idol, but now I was seeing glimpses through his façade and there was something under there that pulled at my curiosity. Like I said, there's something about him.
Stopping I leaned against the now dust free windowsill, the room felt so different from when I had first came in, the wallpaper looked a soft yellow rather than a musky grey. The afternoon sunlight no longer trapped by dirt and grime. This was, no is, Sasha's room. The lack of people in the place made it feel like a graveyard at times. I had been pretty hesitant about the whole privacy thing but after being forced to deal with Hanji's room there wasn't much left that could shake me. Pushing forward I left, closing the door behind me. Thankfully I only had to clean the rooms being used, I imagine if Levi could he'd be helping me clean the whole station. We're both obnoxiously determined I suppose. At the moment he was probably in his office, writing a report, something for Erwin. No wonder he was taking so many breaks. He was still mad at him, it was a huge breach of his trust. Maybe I could talk to him, he hadn't come to find me in a while and I sure as hell had nothing better to do.
Erwin's report could go and eat shit. I was three hours in and I was barely done with listing the basics about the recruits of squadron 104, let alone the superiors. It's a good job I have two more days, I'd better not run out of ink. Glancing at the clock I realise it's barely been an hour since I last took a break, still I can already feel the onset of a hand cramp. I wonder if I could procrastinate further by dropping by to see Eren again, at the very least I'd get to see the state of the castle. Although it would be much more interesting to run into him, it certainly wasn't getting the report done or helping my intrusive thoughts. I leaned back in my chair, annoyed at how fast Eren could derail my thoughts. I mean at first it had just been a crush at how good looking he is, the sharp eyes, the thin build. But now the last few days had just worsened it, his smile seemed to loop in my head, the way he shared my fucked up sense of humour, how strong he feels for everything. All of it is not helping in the fucking slightest. I mean Christ he might not even swing that way, let alone be interested in me. Once again it all came down to a stupid crush that had been given way too much material to work with. Shaking my head I leaned forward, no matter how boring the work was at least it kept me from acting any further on Eren.
Levi's room was easy to find, I could follow the route of clean rooms if I needed to. I paused at the door, are we really on close enough terms that I can just go to his room? I mean he spends the night in mine but that's a different scenario. God Armin would never let me live it down if I phrased it like that. Without another second thought I knocked on the door.
"Eren?"
I took that as an invitation, I mean who else would it be?
The room hadn't changed much since I was last here, there was still work in neat piles all across the desk, with the map still pinned to the wall. Although now he had a small clock on the table next to the door. Surprisingly Levi seemed almost glad for my company.
"I'd offer you a seat but the one from here is in your room and I wouldn't trust and of the others." He looked tired, well more so than usual.
"Fair point, I don't feel like having a chair give out under me."
He had gotten up from his work desk and was fiddling with a screen at the back of the room, collapsing it against the wall he revealed an clean but unused bed.
"Pretty sure this is slightly less shit that the floor"
"In all fairness they look equally clean"
He half smiled at that, off to a good start then.