死の外科医

     —-The Jaeger boy yawns as he leaves the coffee shop, finishing his work shift for the day a little later than usual. Getting up at eight AM every morning has been a big change for someone who would sometimes be up at two in the afternoon, but he was able to snag the weekends off, so it’s a successful trade-off.

He’s exhausted and ready for a nap, but first he has to do some grocery shopping if he wants any food in the apartment… He’s agreed to it, after all. The grocery store isn’t far so he walks, figuring he could use it after standing around all day. He shrugs his hoodie over his shoulders and sighs into the soft, cool breeze that flies through his hair.

It’s about a five minute walk to the store and soon he’s got a basket in one arm, slugging his way down the aisles for anything he could use for dinner that night. He huffs - his search renders unsuccessful, the one thing in his basket a box of cookies.

He rounds the corner to venture through the next aisle when he bumps into a stranger, sending him down to the ground with a soft ‘oof’. Eren grunts and growls, eyebrows furrowing together before he even knows who he’s bumped into, and he reaches up with one hand to rub at his now pulsing forehead.

Law had turned grocery shopping into an art form. Basket sitting upon his forearm, he weaved through aisles picking up various objects like toothpaste, Oreos, coffee beans and filter, you know, things every human being needed to survive. 

He always liked to be quick with his adventures to grocery land. Normally, he plowed into anyone and everyone who was stupid enough to get in his way. Law was a man on a mission. He took this job so seriously it hurt. 

Law's eyes were focused on the shopping list. He still needed eggs, milk, meat--All of a sudden Law came into contact with another body. His basket jostled--though luckily none of the contents fell out--from the collision. He barely paid the other person a glance, some angry little boy who apparently didn't know when to get out of the way.

"Same could be said for you." Law drawled, eyes narrowed on the boy before him. "You're not mortally injured anywhere, are you?"