OCTAVIA'S POV

I sit beside Eren's bed, feeding him a spoonful of soup. He smiles at me, his eyes sparkling with amusement.

“Do you like it?” I doubt as he drinks up the first spoon.

“It's perfect. I love it” He confesses with a gigantic smile.

“I know, I made it myself with all organic ingredients” I brag and he burst out laughing.

"Wow, you're such a good nurse," he teases, his voice weak but playful, as he pulls me by the waist onto himself.

I laugh, feeling a warmth in my heart. "Someone has to take care of the big man, don't they?" I reply, equally teasing him, as...