Hello all! Welcome to an INDIVIDUAL story of mine that I will HOPEFULLY have the inspiration to continue. I have high hopes for this to continue but I won't guarantee any scheduled updates or anything like that. Hopefully you can enjoy these two chapters though, and that school won't get in the way of me writing this fic or any of my others! FINGERS CROSSED!

Warnings: This is a mature fic, don't like don't read. It is a gay ship. Don't like? Don't read! Riren pairing, smut to be in the second chapter but the first is a little hon hon too ;)

I do not own Attack on Titan or any of the characters belonging thusly!

Enjoy~

Love Aria

When Eren awoke there were full slants of golden sunlight filtering in through his window. He immediately knew he was fucked. His alarm hadn't gone off-he was late.

It was his first year at Scout University, and he had already succeeded in making most of the teachers on campus hate him. It wasn't like he wanted to be late, or didn't care enough to try to get up earlier; it was more the fact that his bed always felt so warm and soft, and without his mom nagging him to get up, he really had no hope. His roommate was no help either. That horse-faced bastard always rose early and despite that never bothered to wake his classmate up. Eren was certain he took pleasure in seeing him fail, but that's talk for another time.

That jerk wasn't even half of his problems.

The 18-year-old jolted out of his bottom bunk, throwing his covers off of his body and snatching up some random clothes from the floor. It didn't really matter if they were clean; it wasn't as if he had time to go to the laundry with all of the projects he'd been given over the past weeks. Instead he just picked up a random Fall Out Boy tee that didn't smell too bad and a pair of dark blue skinny jeans. His everyday uniform, basically. He checked his phone, green eyes widening as he discovered the full extent of his lateness, and quickly decided if he had time to shower or not. One more day wouldn't hurt, right?

The lines at the communal bathroom were always horrid around this time of morning-since most people were just now waking in order to get to their late morning classes. So instead he went to the small sink in his little dorm room and just splashed some water on himself before coating himself in deodorant and some cologne his mom gave him.

God bless that woman for knowing her son would never have time to shower.

Clothes in place and chestnut hair...finger combed at least so that it wasn't sticking up everywhere, Eren grabbed his bag and headed for the door. Checking his phone again told him the time was about nine o'clock. He had already missed his 8 a.m. Rhetoric 101 class-what is rhetoric you ask? All he knew was that it was basically some fancy word for an English class-and if he didn't hurry now he'd be late for his Psychology 1 class.

"Shit, shit, shit…" he chanted under his breath as he descended the stairs and burst out the front of the dorm building.

Eren was majoring in Psychology so this next class was pretty dang important for him to make. Today there was no time for a shower, no time for breakfast at the dining hall, not even time to go to Starbucks and get some super sugary drink that would jolt his brain into action. His professor was pretty nice-Dr. Erwin Smith-but he had tolerated his lateness for almost an entire semester. The man wouldn't be so kind with him if he was late too many times more. And getting on the bad side of the professor of the subject that you want to study for the rest of your life is really not a good idea.

The young man didn't know when the next bus would be by, which meant he would have to walk it. Or run actually. If he didn't want to be late that is. Eren shrugged his green pack tighter to his back as he picked up the pace. He was a pretty fast runner, and had almost joined the track team in high school. Unfortunately the teen had a tendency for forgetfulness as well as lateness, and had forgotten to turn in his medical forms on time. Which left him with a keen knack for running and no use for it, except for to get to his classes on time.

He looked down to his feet for one moment, noticing one of his converse was untied. He cursed himself, unable to stop due to lack of time but also knowing he would likely trip if he didn't stop to fix it. Eren growled under his breath, not noticing he was still looking at his feet. He also didn't notice the dark-haired beauty that was only a few meters ahead in his path.

He ran full out into the man, yelling as he tumbled onto the ground on top of the other.

"O-oh my God! I am sooooooo sorry! Are you okay?!" the brunette blubbered, pushing up onto his hands and examining the man before him for any injuries.

And oh hot damn, what the hell did he do.

There were numerous things Eren noticed as he looked down at the man still underneath him. First, he noticed that he was not moving which was probably really weird but for some reason his muscles wouldn't cooperate. That, he assumed, was because the man he had fallen on top of was absolutely stunning. Yeah, Eren was gay, and he'd known that since middle school but wow, if he'd ever had any doubts...they were gone now. He couldn't help but stare at the man. His hair was jet black and cut into a neat undercut, which framed his perfectly angular face beautifully. His skin was pale and perfectly unblemished, taut over his body and showing off the lean muscle defined all across his body. And his eyes. They were the most mesmerizing-a cold, silvery blue filled with a passionate intensity that sent shivers down his spine.

The last thing he noticed was his position. He'd fallen on top of the man, which was awkward enough, but how he had fallen was even worse. His hands that propped him up were at either side of the man's thin hips. When he looked down, there was a zipper in front of his face. He had fallen straight into this guy's crotch.

He fell back with a shock at the realization, the man under him groaning as the pressure on his lower half let up.

"What the hell?!" the man flamed, "W-why don't you fucking watch where you're going next time, brat?!"

"I'm sorry! I'm really, really sorry!"

"What are you stupid?!"

Eren was ready to blubber out an answer when he noticed something odd about the man's pants. They were bulging. Almost as if he…

"A-are you...hard?"

The man's eyes flared and his hands quickly went down to cover himself. His cheeks were tinged pink. Though despite his vulnerable state, the ravenette looked as if he could burn holes into Eren.

"Fuck you! Not my fault your stupid ass mouth collided with my junk when you fucking ran into me!" he defended, an angry sneer adorning his flushed face.

"I know, I know! I'm sorry…"

Eren ran a hand through his messy locks. He could see the man before him eyeing him angrily as he looked down at his phone. It was already 9:30. His psych class had already started, and if he came in late again...No it was just better to pretend as if he were sick today and make sure to make it on time next class. He sighed heavily and looked back up at the other male student.

The other broke the silence with another sneer, "Well sorry doesn't fucking make this situation any better, dumbass."

The man got to an awkward stand around his-er-problem and examined himself, groaning as he realized how obvious his state of being would be to others. He sent the other another glare as the brunette stood.

"Okay, well it's not like I can do anything to fix it! I was in a rush and now I've freaking missed my class so…"

An awful, terrible idea worked it's way into Eren's head. He bit his lip. No, Eren, don't resort to that, don't-

"I-I mean...if it's such a problem and you're free I'll take care of it for you, but seriously it was just a fucking accident so relax a bit, man."

Steel eyes locked his gaze in place.

"Wait, wait go back a second there." He took a step toward the naiive male. "Did you actually just offer to 'take care' of this for me?"

He gestured to his pants.

Eren thought a moment, looked that gorgeous man up and down once more and decided.

"Yes."

The man's eyes widened before going to look Eren up and down, as the teen had done to him. The younger watched him lick his lips before grabbing his hand in a quick motion and dragging him forward.

"You better fucking be good at this if you're offering, brat."

"I had a boyfriend once in high school b-but we never…"

"Of fucking course. Well then you'd better learn fast."

Eren suddenly realized what was happening. His teal eyes widened and he thought a moment over the sudden turn this day had taken. But could he really complain? There was an extremely attractive guy dragging him to an on campus apartment complex so that he could suck his dick. Was that really such a bad thing?

Before he knew it, he was in front of large red door with the number 311 labeled on the front as the man before him fumbled around in his pockets for his keys.

"Wait…"

Raven hair swung as those sharp eyes turned to him, a growl escaping the man's lips, "What."

"I-I just...I didn't even get your name…"

Honestly, what about this man made him so nervous?

The man smirked and his face became even more beautiful.

"Oh now you ask, huh?" He had found the right key and proceeded to unlock the door and open it, stepping aside so Eren could enter. "It's Levi."

He nodded, repeating the name in his head so he wouldn't forget.

"Right...I'm Eren," he quipped with a nervous smile.

Was he really about to do this with a stranger? The man smirked at his response, gesturing for Eren to enter his room with a mischievous glint to his silver eyes. Oh hell yeah I'm doing this.

"Great. And now that introductions are over, how about we get the fuck in here and you get to work?"