A/N: Based off that Arctic Monkeys song, 505
Levi doesn't know if it's just his imagination or if he's seeing someone else, but sitting a few chairs down from his is a familiar head of brown. It's only when the other man turns that Levi realizes that it is Eren. There's a heavy feeling in his stomach that he tries to push away, eyes meeting with seas of green.
A flash of shock passes the brunet's face and then it's gone, his lips pulling up into a small grin. "Hey, didn't expect to see you here." As he says this, he stands up and slowly makes his way to Levi, sitting down on the stool directly beside him.
Levi thinks that maybe he should have picked another bar, maybe could have tried that new one downtown. He thinks he should have checked around the place before sitting down and ordering a drink.
"Giving me the cold shoulder?" Eren asks and, although there's a playful hint in tone, Levi can't help but think that Eren seems slightly melancholic. "It's been so long since we last saw each other."
"Just a year or something," Levi tells him, pretending to nurse his drink when in reality, all he does is touch the liquid with his lip. He hears Eren chuckle and murmur something under his breath before calling for the bartender, ordering his own drink.
"So, what brings you around here?" he asks, the same playful tone still in his voice. Levi finds the way he drums his fingers on the counter distracting, but he doesn't voice it out, opting to shrug.
"I guess what I really mean is what got you to come back?" Eren offers, peering at him.
The heavy feeling is back and it doesn't quite go away even when the bartender brings Eren's drink to him. It doesn't go away even when Levi breaks eye contact with Eren.
"I needed to do something," he lies. "It's not like it's that surprising for me to be here."
"For you, maybe, but for the people you left behind? Can't say the same."
Eren's smile makes Levi feels like shit so he shuts his mouth, letting silence settle between them.
Eren, who seems to have another idea, speaks up again. "Oh, come on. Talk to me, Levi. For old times' sake?"
"I am talking to you," Levi retorts. He finally takes a gulp from his drink, the bitter liquid sliding down his throat in a hot burn. "You still say the silliest shit ever."
"And you still have a thing for shit," Eren shots back, his smile seeming to be more genuine.
"Old habits die hard." Levi tries for a nonchalant approach this time but realizes belatedly that his statement bore more meaning that what could be understood from the surface.
"So you're going to disappear again." It's not a question, but Levi finds himself trying to come up with an answer. He almost feels thankful for the distraction when someone calls Eren.
"Coming," the brunet calls back. He sends Levi a smile and then he's standing up, moving away.
And then Levi's hand is leaving his side and reaching for Eren, grabbing him by the wrist and stopping him. "Wait."
He immediately regrets doing it when Eren turns to face him and when their eyes meet, Eren's eyebrows raised in question. He regrets it because now he has to explain himself, because now they're going to end up opening more wounds. His hand starts to loosen its hold around Eren's wrist but the look he receives is enough to make him hold on.
"I could ditch them," Eren says, his voice low. "We could hang out in my place instead. Fool around a bit."
Levi tries to ignore how hard his heart is thumping in his chest, making his blood flow go crazy and his head slightly dizzy. He knows for a fact that he should say "no", both for his sake and Eren's (especially Eren's), but he can't force the single word pass his lips.
"For old times' sake?" he asks, glad to hear his voice doesn't give away the inner turmoil he's in.
The smile Eren gives him is enough to make him forget about breaking that very smile a year ago, and then he's being lead out of the club, back to 505.
"You know, I never changed the locks," Eren says as he drags Levi to his room, giggling when he almost hit the door frame. "Was hoping you still kept that key I gave you."
Was hoping you'd come back is what Levi hears and he forces himself to believe that it's just wishful thinking on his part. He's pushed and he lands on the bed, Eren quickly crawling on top of him and straddling him.
"I'm glad you came back," the brunet tells him, leaning down and cradling Levi's face between his hands. "I missed you."
"How many clubs have you been in tonight?" Levi asks before Eren could further distract him. He ignores the way Eren pouts at him.
"Just a couple," the younger finally admits, hands going slack and sliding down to rest on Levi's shoulders. "Does it matter?"
"It does. You're drunk. Maybe we shouldn't do this." He starts to get up, trying to get Eren to move away, but then he finds himself pinned down on the bed by his wrists being held down by Eren.
"We should and we will. I know what I'm doing." Eren's voice doesn't slur and he looks serious, gazing down at Levi with his lips set in a tight line.
Those lips disappear from view when they meet Levi's in short and quick pecks which later turn into a mess of teeth and tongue. Eren releases Levi's wrist and the latter brings his hand up to thread his fingers through brown locks, trying to pull him in closer.
I missed you is what he wants to say, but he doesn't. He drowns the words in the kiss, drowning himself in Eren. I'm sorry.
Eren pulls back first, momentarily running his eyes over Levi appearance before moving away, rummaging through his drawer until he retrieves a bottle of lube and a packet of condoms. Levi finally gets enough strength to gently push him away, only to reverse their positions.
His hands work on their clothes, pulling his shirt over his head and doing the same for Eren before diving down for another kiss. The wet sounds that their mouths make jeers him to palm the brunet through his pants, making Eren arch off the bed into Levi's hand.
He breaks the kiss and places his lips on Eren's ear. "Needy. Always so needy."
He's sure he hears a strained chuckle leave Eren which is cut short by a groan when he squeezes the swollen length through the clothing material. His own erection presses painfully against his pants, begging for release which he denies.
"Stop being a tease," Eren says, slightly breathless, with his cheeks flushed a deep red. "Hurry up."
Levi complies, pulling off Eren's pants and boxers, freeing his dick. He gives it a few experimental pumps before placing a kiss on the head, taking away the bead of cum that oozed out.
"Fuck," Eren whispers, reaching down and tugging on Levi's hair, urging the raven to slowly take the cock in his mouth. The length goes in deeper and Levi swallows around the head, making Eren hiss. He licks a line on the underside, all the way to the head, and then takes it in again before releasing it with a pop of his mouth.
Levi tugs on the buckles of his belt, impatiently removing his pants and underwear off. He pumps his own length a few times before grabbing the lube and squirting a generous amount on his fingers. He wastes no time preparing Eren, finger fucking the male. When he deems Eren stretched enough, he pulls out the appendages and rolls on a condom and lathers his dick with lube, positioning it to Eren's entrance and kissing his thigh before inching in.
He doesn't move for a while, letting Eren breathe for a couple of seconds before tentatively pulling back and slamming in. A surprised yelp leaves Eren that continues off to a long moan as Levi picks his hips and thrusts repeatedly.
"Don't –oh god– stop," the last part is said in a whimper. "Levi, harder, fuck. I want it harder please."
Levi's thrusts turn erratic, pounding mercilessly into Eren. The younger male comes all over his stomach and Levi follows, riding out his orgasm inside Eren. He pulls out and removes the condom, tying it up and throwing it into the trash can. He collapses beside Eren, staring up at the ceiling.
They're both breathing heavily, both struggling to come down from the orgasm-induced high. Levi closes his eyes, hoping that sleep would take him away soon. When it doesn't, he turns his head to the side and looks at Eren and freezes at the sight.
Eren is looking back at him, tears sliding down his cheek and a fresh batch brimming in his eyes. For a moment, a different version of Eren's face flashes in his eyes; a vision of Eren crying on that day that Levi left this town and broke his heart. He scoots closer to Levi, throwing an arm around the other man's chest and sobbing into the older man's shoulder.
"I missed you."
Levi closes his eyes once more, feeling himself crumble.
"I'm sorry."
Levi kisses the brunet's temple.
"I'm so sorry, Eren."
Morning comes too soon, the first rays of the sun filtering through the blinds of apartment room number 505. Levi lets a few moments pass with him just lying there, with Eren still wrapped around him. Memories of last night along with a headache invade his head and he groans as quietly as he can, fearing that he would wake up the brunet. He gently pries the long arms away, getting off the bed and searching for his clothes.
He feels disgusted, having to wear his clothes from last night, but endures it enough to even make breakfast for Eren when he wakes up. All the while, he looks around the apartment, trying to commit it once again to memory. When he's done with breakfast, he re-enters the room and finds Eren still sleeping.
It takes a while for Levi to finally move and kiss the sleeping man on the forehead, telling him the same words from last night, albeit just in a soundless whisper. His chest aches at the sight of Eren smiling in his sleep and he almost, almost stays.
When he leaves the apartment, the ring in his pocket feels heavy and hot, as if it could burn through the fabric and scorch his skin. He takes it out slips it on his finger, hoping that the golden band would really make him forget Eren Jaeger this time around and keep him away from coming back to 505.
