[Levi closes his eyes and sinks back against the pillows. What the fuck had that been? Stupid, that's what. Stupid and something he shouldn't have done. Fuck. He's blaming it on the fever.
He's coughing again when Erwin returns with the water, throat sore and ragged, and accepts it gratefully, downing approximately half the glass before setting it aside and leaning back again.]
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He's coughing again when Erwin returns with the water, throat sore and ragged, and accepts it gratefully, downing approximately half the glass before setting it aside and leaning back again.]
fuck...