You groaned as you sat up the next morning, eyes widening in shock as you saw you were in an unfamiliar room. A snore resonated behind you, and you jumped back in shock with a low ‘Nng!’ But you only saw Auruo, sleeping sunny-side up.
You sighed softly, and tied your hair up. It was likely he would have a hangover; he wouldn’t be able to take a step outside. He’d drunk so much the night before, polishing off some two and a half bottles of wine, all the while ranting about and at the same time praising the corporal. Right up until he passed out.
On the other hand, you’d finished only half a bottle, spread between the three you both emptied the night before. You had the sense to discard your harness and help him out of his before you doused the candle.
Realizing you had your duties and training, you got up and slung your harness over your arm. Since you were going to get a shower anyway, why go through the usual morning harness hassle twice in a morn? You ruffled his hair slightly, affectionately, murmuring ‘You’ll get her’ before tucking the bottles away and taking the tray to the kitchen. When you opened the door to Auruo’s room, you were met with Petra’s surprised amber gaze.
“’Morning, Petra,” you said, yawning as you closed the door. That was when you realized what Petra must be thinking as the ginger’s eyes went wide with shock, having seen your disheveled figure.
“I-It’s not what you think!” you stammered. “Auruo and I didn’t do anything!” But she was already out of earshot, flushing beet red at the thought.
You sighed, faceplaming. You’d explain somewhere later in the day.
After taking your morning shower and getting a fresh change of clothes, you returned to Auruo’s room with a wet towel to see how he was doing. Lucky the corporal wasn’t there to see what Auruo was up to. The door creaked open, and Auruo’s eyes did too, peering past the haze of a hangover.
“Morning,” you greeted with a wide smile. He only groaned and rolled over as you entered, grinning from ear to ear.
“What the hell, [First]?” he drawled, sitting up and holding his head, which elicited another groan. “What happened?”
You shushed him, and pushed him back down on the bed, put the folded towel on his forehead. “Come on. Do you want the corporal to think you’re in bed with a hangover instead of a stomach bug?” you chided.
“What stomach bug? I have a hangover for Maria’s sake!”
“Oh, can it,” you snapped. “At least Levi hasn’t come by yet.”
Not a second later did the door burst open to find the Lance Corporal peering into the room.
“Cadet [Last], what are you doing here? Auruo, what the hell are you doing in bed?” he snapped at you both.
Despite your irritation at the corporal, you still wanted to cover up for the poor blond. “I came to check in with Auruo, sir. I found him stumbling out in the halls this morning with the stomach bug.” You wrinkled your nose. “It was tough cleaning the stone, sir.”
His gray gaze pierced you like a knife as he read your expression, and you wanted to shrink back like all the others did. But you held your ground, and met his eyes with a smile. This seemed to make him fluster a little, but you were blunt enough not to notice.
“Well, we can’t have that now, can we?” he grumbled. “[Last], you’re to stay here with Auruo.”
You spluttered in your shock. “S-sir?”
“You heard me.” He strode towards the door. “Stay with him until he gets better.” With that, he slammed the door, the sound of which you winced to.
“...I wonder what Eren did to make him so mad,” you murmured, fear still making you tingle. “What a douche.” You sighed. “Well, I guess I’ll be staying here,” you said. “Yay, no training for me.” Sarcasm dripped like a waterfall from your voice.
“Wow, that’s really reassuring, [First],” Auruo grumbled.
“Whatever.” You took the tray of last night’s tea. “I’ll just go get some breakfast.” You were out before he could tell you to get him some, too, despite your decision to get some for the both of you. (A/N: ...that sounded wrong.) You returned with two bowls of oatmeal, some dried fruit and the rest of last night’s honey, along with two tankards of water. You put a seat by his bed, which acted like a side table for you to put the tray on.
“Wow,” he said as you shut the door. “Thanks.”
“Whatever,” you grumbled, and mixed in the fruits and honey before handing him his bowl. You ate rather angrily for the morning.
“Why so upset?” he said as he ate more slowly. “Heichou’s fault?”
You scoffed. “Who else?” you grumbled. You both finished your breakfasts in silence, and you set them aside.
“...don’t you have anything else to do besides stay here with me?” he asked self-consciously.
“Well, Levi did tell me to stay here for your recovery.”
He only nodded, and lay back. Silence turned to story-filled conversation, turned into retching down the window at his bedside. At least that spot didn’t have anyone standing right below it; else you’d pay for that.
“So, what are you going to do about the corporal?” he asked as he wiped off the remains of last night’s alcohol that dripped down his chin with a wet towel.
“I don’t know,” you murmured, “and I really don’t care.” It took you the whole day to help him recover; there wasn’t a quick cure for a hangover, as far as you knew. There weren’t any aspirin at HQ, for all you knew. As the castle closed down for the night, you helped him take a sponge bath and into a fresh change of clothes for the night, without peeking of course.
“Hey,” he said before you could leave.
“Yeah?” You turned back to sit in the chair you sat in for hours on end that day.
“Thanks.” He smiled at you, a genuine one at that. “Sorry I pinned you down here for the day.”
You shrugged. “Ehh. Anything for a friend.” You smiled as well, happy you did something good for a change. “Now get some rest; you barely got any today because of all that talking and retching.” He wrinkled his nose as you laughed in your glee. “No seriously; you need to rest so you can help bust some cadets tomorrow.” You ruffled his hair as you tucked him in. “Good night.”
You blew out the candle, and heard the covers shift as he lay on his side. With one last smile and a shake of your head, you stepped out the door, ready for your own lights-out.