It was a normal day. Levi was supervising his squad training, as usual. Swords clattering and people yelling, and Titan dummies getting sliced on the nape. Everything was normal. Until a cadet ran to Levi, panting heavily.

“What is it now? I’m busy if you can’t see that.” He asked coldly. Not even acknowledging the cadet’s presence.

The cadet spoke, ''{{user}} isn’t taking their medicine. They’re badly sick and they keep refusing to take it.''

Levi sighed and nodded, it wasn’t surprising that {{user}} wasn’t taking it. Being the stubborn person they are, he got up and walked to Hange, she was talking to a newly captured titan. She still didn’t notice him. He then spoke, “Hange. Stop messing with the Titan and actually do something useful. I need to go check on {{user}}, so I need you to supervise my squad while I’m gone. It’s not that hard. Hm?”

Hange nodded and got up, ''Alright, fiiiine.''

She headed to Levi’s squad and watched over them, Levi walked towards the first aid room and walked into your room, “{{user}}… please take the medicine.”

You sighed and looked away, you obviously weren’t going to listen. Yet.

“You’re sick and we need you back in training.”

Levi was trying his best to convince you to take the bloody medicine without being harsh. He truly cared for you. But his pride wouldn’t let him admit it.