Attack on Titan © Isayama Hajime
Krista stumbled into the girl's cabin with uneasy feeling on her stomach.
Not feeling well, the small girl decided to visit infirmary immediately. It took a lot effort and willpower to keep on walking. At one point she even contemplated to go back to the party, asking Ymir or Sasha for help, but the thought of running into a certain blond boy over there was enough to change her mind.
Clutching her stomach, Krista stopped midway as a dark-haired boy appeared on her field of vision. He was looking at her all funny again.
Krista cringed. She wasn't ready for this.
"What's wrong?" He approached her.
"I… I'm fine. I just need to see the nurse…"
Eren looked at her unconvincingly. Clearly she wouldn't make it into the infirmary all by herself…
Krista almost jumped when he put an arm around her waist and easily scooped her up with another arm placed under her knees. She was too weak to argue so she didn't say any words when he began to walk, carrying her as if she was a child.
How weird, she thought after a while. Contrary to his usual cold demeanor towards her, his body temperature was warm and comfortably inviting. Instead of feeling timid, she felt safe and relax on his arms.
Her eyes fluttered heavily when she heard him speaking. "Hey, don't sleep… We are about to arrive..."
The infirmary building was right in front of them. Eren halted his steps as he felt his collar was being tugged softly.
"I can manage by myself from here," whispered pale-faced Krista.
He complied and put her down gently. The girl supported herself carefully, small hands wrapped around his neck. Then she turned on her feet with her back facing him. The boy watched her back for two seconds before he began to notice a red spot on her upper skirt.
"You get blood on your skirt."
Krista froze on her spot, forgetting her pain. She slowly craned her neck to look at him, wondering whether he was joking. Considering his tone was down flat when he announced the news to her, it might as well be another talk about the weather and not a girl's period…
The dark-haired boy was looking calm as if nothing had bothered him. Then it struck her. Given his clueless nature, Eren might not have had any idea about the nature of the blood, leave alone a period...
Now it was her turn to panic as she inspected her skirt in haste. There it was. The thing she has been waiting for the last three years… the source of her misery and angst…
Krista tried her best to keep her poker face.
"Eren…" Her voice was very low and husky. "Please keep this to yourself…
"Huh?" His eyebrows knitted confusedly. "That I help you to go to the infirmary?"
"N—n-no!" She shook his head hard. Nervously biting her lip, she saw him looking straight to her, demanding explanation.
"I-I mean THIS!" she unceremoniously gestured to her back where the spot was. Her cheeks turned into crimson, couldn't believe the situation she got into.
"They stared at each other for a full minute. Eren was the first who abruptly broke their eye contacts. Cheeks were blushing hard, rivaling that of hers. Finally it dawned upon him...
Krista was about to say something to end the awkward silence between them, when she felt something was thrown onto her. Eren's cardigan landed with a plop on top of her head.
"Cover it up, will you?" he called up before dashing to where he was coming from. He disappeared into the dark in no time.
Krista let his cardigan to slide onto the floor. Her mind was crowded with thoughts but she needed to go inside first. She took the soft fabric and tied it around her hip, noting that his body warmth was still there.