thinking about eldian nurse! reader, who’s just minding her business and going about her days, making rounds and checking on her patients. eldian ones, of course. god forbid marleyans let her touch them or treat them, even with all her sweetness. she’s got a gentle touch and kind eyes that make every soldiers knees buckle, and a voice that can lull them to sleep. and it’s rare for them to be on the receiving end of such tender care, that they can’t help but make up excuses just to see her in the infirmary. and the sweet nurse can’t just turn them away, can she? wrapping them up with bandages, treating them like actual human beings instead of devils.
so imagine her surprise when zeke yeager of all people, the beast titan, makes frequent trips to the infirmary. and he’s not even injured! all he does is linger by the nurse’s station, leaning above the counter top and watching her work. transfixed by the normalcy of her life. peering at her through the lens of his glasses, amusement shining through with every quirk of his lip and a raise to his brow. subtle hums here and then, nonverbal communication that only made her nervous. was he assessing her work ethic? was she not up to his standards? whatever it was, it certainly affected her performance. stuttering, tripping, misplacing records under the intensity of zeke’s burning gaze. but don’t be mistaken, he finds those little slip-ups far more endearing than anything else. it shows the human in her that he so desperately wanted to explore. so he’s quick to assure her that he doesn’t bite. well, not yet.
the infamous jaw titan, porco galliard pops up with a more direct approach. he just had to see it for himself, you know? hearing the rumours of that little saint in the infirmary sounded too good to be true. he confused her a tiny bit, speaking with rough tones yet standing with a lax posture, and maybe a little fluster on his usually scowl-laden face. he’s a softie at heart that couldn’t help but compliment her neat handwriting, or the way the uniform suited her perfectly. always reminding her to take a break whenever she looked tired, offering his coat as she shivered in the cold. not without reprimand, though. something about being reckless and lacking the brains (and brawn) to properly take care of herself. she’s a nurse, isn’t she? nonetheless, don’t even bother trying to give his coat back. porco is a stubborn man, and he liked the image of her wearing his clothes more than he wanted to admit. but the idea of taking care of her was a constant in his mind. or maybe posession was a better suited word.
it’s reiner braun, the armored titan who last shows up. even with all the destruction and terror that comes with his name. he’s heard of her, of course. porco and zeke have spoken about her plenty of times, but he never pursued the idea of seeing her just for the sake of it. so when she sees him for the first time, lingering shyly by the infirmary, nursing an injured palm, the nurse is quick to figure out he’s nothing but a gentle giant. tending to that small cut with such attention and gentleness, cooing at him as if he wasn’t a warrior. is this the treatment he was missing out on? such hospitality and compassion, a delicate nurse who was probably too kind-hearted for her own good. it intrigued him. what in the world is someone like her doing in the military? the thought crosses his mind inexplicably the entire time their hands touch, noting the way his palm dwarfed hers. she could be tainted or corrupted by all the grime and blood, and maybe by reiner himself.
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