Eren screamed; Levi sat nonchalantly on top of him, caressing his chest with his index finger, dragging it up and down languidly.

What the actual fuck?

Levi ground into Eren's groin with his ass, causing Eren to grit his teeth, almost groaning wantonly, having to hold back from returning the roll of hips, desperately wanting to give in to the urge. The older man sprang off the couch and Eren's body, instead crouching beside his face, gently tapping Eren's nose as he spoke. Wait, what-

"So, eager lil Eren, what d'you want first: a bath, breakfast, or me?"

He grinned cheekily, one cheek dimpling as Eren flushed from head to foot. Oh Walls! As if it was obvious, common sense told him something was not right with Levi. If that man in front of him was even Levi. No way in Holy Saint Maria's wall could that be Levi! Dreams like this were NOT meant to come true! Not that his dream had come true, seeing as there was absolutely no way that it could be Levi; Corporal never smiled!

All morning, Levi's overly affectionate performance never once wavered. After Eren had insisted on going straight to the dinning hall, rather than the alternative which uh, Levi told him would be Levi feeding him an omelette with heart shaped sauce on top (also, what was it with Survey Corps and omelettes?!), Levi walked with him, as usual.

Except this time it was from Levi's room, not his own, and Levi was attached to his hip! He talked about what they would be doing today, admittedly much more animatedly than normal, using hand gestures and overwhelming the morning atmosphere with his penetrating discussion. Sometimes, Levi randomly reached over and caressed his face or his hair with an adoring look in his eyes and a red tint dusted his nose.

He giggled, a brash sound that could cure the plague, when Eren leaped at a touch. Blushing, pressing his lips together and curling his fingers whenever Eren made polite eye contact. Eren kept that to a minimal, seeing as his heart kept dropping dangerously and the coherency of his thought process was abysmal.

Then, in the dinning hall, Levi dragged Eren by his shirt sleeve to the side of the table with two chairs side-by-side, poured tea for Eren, then himself, and generally fussed over Eren to no end. Nobody but himself saw the scene, which he was thankful for but he wished that someone could call this faker out on his bullshit. Eren just wanted his superior back...

Calves pressed each other's, Levi leaned his elbow onto the table while his hand played with locks of dark hair, teasingly tilting his head and body facing towards Eren. His free hand alternated between picking up his fork to eat, wiping away non-existent smears on his mouth, and patting Eren on the shoulder, squeezing it each time as he smiled. The raven haired man couldn't seem to make up his mind as to whether he should or shouldn't look at Eren while complimenting his eyes, telling him "I bet it was hard for your mother to find the color of the sea and put it in your eyes."

The black haired man flirted with Eren so blatantly that it fuelled a fire on his cheeks, causing Levi to "innocently" ask if his pink face was the same colour as his penis's head? With that, Eren gave into a slight mental breakdown, panic attack, shell shock or whatever it was called and excused himself, dashing to the bathroom.

Levi's touching and shy glances and endearingly cheeky behaviour just didn't make sense! And neither did Eren's APPARENT AROUSAL. He had to wait until his throbbing erection calmed as he leaned against the cool sink, thanking the Walls for the room's emptiness. His Captain had smiled! That... That'd never happened before. The situation in its entirety hammered emotions into his chest, forcing the air to come out as stuttering gasps.

Shit! He allowed himself to admit that he'd sort of had a bit of crush on Levi, if even that. But even then, Eren told himself that it was his looks that did it for him. Ah, yes, it just his handsomeness, oh and his heroic deeds! His incredible battle technique that he'd always idolised! Not his abrasive, secretly compassionate personality, his incredible deadpan humour and how Levi noted -as was evident in his raised eyebrow- but never mentioned the goosebumps on his arms if his superior touched him.

Now, the virtue that was Levi's face and his one-eighty in personality overwhelmed his pathetically pubescent body that cried out to be touched by this fraud. Thankfully, that urge had mostly died down after some time in the bathroom. Of all people, Erwin entered the bathroom just then. He was about to go into a cubicle until he saw Eren, who was pretending to wash his hands. The Commander frowned at the red faced teen.

"Is something the matter?" he asked in a silvery tone, curiosity getting the better of him as he glanced down at the shorter brunette and raised a thick eyebrow.

Oh thank sweet Holy Wall of Maria; Erwin was acting sane! Normal! Himself! Eren dashed over to the tall blonde, practically sobbing onto the arm he latched onto without thought.

"Have you seen Levi today? Oh Walls, oh walls, Erwin. He's gone mad! Utterly crazy! He, he isn't himself at all! And h-he keeps doing things to me-"

"Doing things to you?" Erwin's sky blue eyes seemed to cloud over, but Eren was panicking too much to notice.

"Ye-yes sir. He's been… Well, he was flirting with me, I guess? And smiling, oh wow I've never seen him smile before and it's so weird because I didn't think it was even possible but it's quite a sight to see…" Eren trailed off, eyes subconsciously drifting to the door that Levi sat on the other side of.

Erwin sighed raucously. "Only you? He's only done these things to you?"

Eren frowned, pursing his lips and frowning as he thought. "Well, yeah, I mean I'm the only one he's been with today," No-one should know that he'd been in Levi's room for a whole night! He screamed internally, dreading the worst, should word get out about what had happened recently to Levi. Unless they found out by themselves... It was inevitable, wasn't it!?

"A-at least that's what he told me!" he added hurriedly.

Erwin thought for a few moments before nodding. "Okay," he clapped his hands together and led Eren out the door by his shoulder. "Come with me, and we'll deal with this."

Eren complied quickly and moved out the bathroom as Erwin's strong hands guided him. After years of training camp, following orders had become a primal instinct.

Well, almost.

They both walked up to Levi, who'd been sipping his tea and fidgeting in boredom (which just added to the strangeness of Levi's current character) and Erwin sat opposite him at the table. It looked very much like a formal interrogation, except Eren couldn't tell who was the criminal and who was the policeman.

Erwin faced Levi; his shoulders were straight as if he was in a meeting but he also leaned in with a deadly serious look in his eyes. Levi also leaned in. He had regained his previous reserved air and intimidating aura but there was a smirk on his lips and his eyes shot poison at the commander.

Eren quietly sat next to Levi, trying to not step on a landmine along the way should he be too loud. He watched the scene from Levi's side in his chair, casually picking at his food on the plate since he was inappropriately starving. At least it felt wrong to be hungry, seeing as the suspense should have filled him up.

"Levi." Erwin said. "I heard from a little bird that you've become a new man and that you're relishing in it's benefits."

What a weird thing to say…

Erwin clasped his hands together as though his fists were attempting to out squeeze each other. It was clear he wanted an answer to his subtle questioning.

"A new man, you say? Is that what you really think? Why; I'm sure I wake up a new man every day. Each day is so bloody enlightening. I'm sure most people feel the same way."

Levi's smirk seemed to have difficulty in trying to not turn into a grin as he spoke coldly to the commander. Eren looked to Levi with confusion still swirling around his head. Erwin still glared at Levi seemingly unable to take his eyes off him, in the same way everyone had their eyes trained on Eren: the instantaneous Titan shifter. It wasn't something he was comfortable with.

"Um, Erwin…" His head snapped towards Eren, the intense look in his eyes still there. Eren focused his eyes on Erwin's sleek blonde hair, avoiding eye contact and pushed on bravely.

"Maybe we should, um, just leave it since, you know. He seems fine, right? He's… himself. Yeah he's acting like himself, isn't he? I think-"

"Levi." Erwin suddenly interrupted him. "The day's plan is to do training and I require your assistance in arranging said plan. Come to my office. Now, please."

The black haired man stayed seated, sipping his tea, as if to mock his boss like a rebellious teenager. "Give me a few minutes, would you?" He drawled. "I haven't eaten much or even drunk all of my tea yet, and I'm sure everyone knows how it goes when I haven't had my tea."

He turned to the table, his fork clinking loudly in the almost empty dinning hall, scraping against the plate as he stabbed through his omelette. Eren frantically stared at Levi as he pulled of an air of self assurance… His laid back attitude? Sheer stupidity? Levi proved to be utterly loyal to the higher ups; never questioning their demands, sometimes speaking ill of them but always doing as he was told. So for Levi to stand up to Erwin… If Erwin felt as surprised as him, he sure didn't show it.

"Alright. That's fine, then. Please come over once you've finished eating and cleaned yourself up."

Erwin's list of things to do he gave Levi were orders. Like he was giving permission for Levi to eat his breakfast. What the fuck was up with that? None of the higher up soldiers he knew spoke like that to anyone. Before Eren could unleash his anger, be it verbally or physically, Erwin rose form his seat and left the dinning hall without another word, leaving the two of them in the hall alone. Once Erwin was out of ear shock, Levi's fork clattered to the plate. He nudged his seat closer to Eren, not looking at his face while he let out a heavy breath and poked his head into Eren's arm.

"Captain…?"

"He's such an ass, you know that? 'That's fine then.' " he mimicked Erwin's matter-of-fact dulcet tones with his nose wrinkled in disgust. "What a fucking jerk." While mumbling, he dragged up his arms to drape them over Eren's sides, his silky haired head now resting on Eren's chest and the rest of his body stumbling onto Eren's lap.

Eren's mind went blank for a moment, only able to focus on Levi's ass meeting his legs and where Levi's face nuzzled into him, there was a shiver down his spine at every minuscule motion . He cocked his head in interest and slight bewilderment. Had his behaviour Erwin confrontation been an act? Or was this, this undoubtedly intimate gesture, the act?

"You mean... you don't like taking orders? I thought you liked being faithful to the commander." Eren tried not to sound strangled, focusing on not feeling the flex of his neck pulsing against Levi's hair as he shivered, his hands twitching as his sides.

"You're wrong, kid." he snuggled further into Eren with an almost unnoticeable smile, his breathing hitching every now, not doing very well to hide the fact he was smelling Eren, noticeably breathing in the aroma of dried leaves and moss.

"Helping people is normally what I'm asked to do. If they come asking for help, I'm a little wary, especially if they don't sit right with me. But lending a hand isn't a big deal to me. Don't mind it. However, it's times like these when he's just being bloody selfish, trying to take up my time just because he needs me. I feel like I'm being taken advantage of, taken for granted a bit, yeah? Today, I just decided to let him know that I'm not just some feral pup he potty trained, can't use me whenever he wants. I have feelings… and things I want to do, other than be his personal slave."

Levi's eyebrows creased upwards sadly and his soft grey eyes met Eren's, irises glistening in the light like a ripple dancing through a puddle.

Whatever boundary had been set before was broken when Eren wrapped his arms around the smaller man, securing Levi to his chest. Eren cautiously brushed his face against Levi's head and his lips prickled at the silky sensation of rustling ebony threads. Wow. Their first embrace, it was... Most likely their last.

"Yeah, that's true, sir. That's very true. Still... You? A feral pup? That'd be a cute sight to see."

Might as well just go with the flow... Though he blushed at the fact he called his corporal "cute", painfully aware that Levi could flip back to his usual self and that would be the end of Eren Jaeger, he curled a lock of short, dark hair around one finger, the latter humming at his touch and pressing further into Eren while he vibrated.

"Hey Levi," he drew out the name carefully, then continued with a sense of glee when he wasn't scolded. "What do you want to do? Seeing as you're not his slave for now. I have to say, I've been wondering what you do in your free time..."

He escaped Levi's hair as he spoke and looked down to see a wide eyed, blushing Levi, small, thin lips closed timidly. Oh fuck; there went his heart.

"Well… Usually, I clean when I have spare time. Or just any time at all. Sounds like so much fun, huh."

Eren broke into a grin and laughed, crinkling his nose and eyes as the bubbly sound echoed the room.

"I-I also read books, in my room. Mostly at night. A lot of them are mystery novels. Reminds me of the cases I've dealt with over the years when the Survey Corps goes into town, and the people I knew from back home..."

Eren's smile remained as he listened, completely immersed in his conversation with Levi about a couple of little things about himself. Hell, he would have loved to talk to Levi about anything just like this for hours, into the early hours of the morning…Unlike how he'd prefer to hide from Hanji and her long discussions.

He squeezed Levi tightly in a hug, the latter yelped beneath him in surprise then chuckled. When Eren let him go, Levi sat up with his hair sticking out at all sorts of odd angles, as if he had bed-head, and slowly drank his tea. Pouting going unnoticed by Levi as he drank, Eren poked Levi in the ribs who spluttered, almost snorting the hot, tan liquid and laughed, squirming on his lap at the ticklish spot. Levi quickly put the teacup on the table and steadied himself, trying to inch away slowly. Spotting his weakness with a new-found enthusiasm egging him on, daring him to do it again, Eren kept at it, until Levi, now convolved in laughter grabbed his calloused hands and gazed mischievously into Eren's eyes.

...Knowing that he kind of had a crush on the corporal really didn't help to settle the dizzying flips being performed in his stomach. Levi's ministrations on the creases of his palms didn't prevent the heat from surging through his body like the rush of Titan power when he shifted, didn't stop him from leaning in a little too close so he could see the flecks of white and blue within grey disks, already closer than a subordinate should be with his superior.

He was gazing at Eren's mouth...

Before Eren could move any further, his stomach rumbled, breaking their stare and Eren untwinned their fingers. Levi reached back to the table, picking up the remainder of Eren's abandoned breakfast with his own fork, spoon feeding Eren his omelette. Walls, as if he wasn't embarrassed enough as it was with that almost... Almost whatever it was and never would be. Groaning, he begrudgingly accepted the food in his mouth. He didn't tell Levi that his food was stone cold already. Not that he needed to tell him, no, not if it meant Levi bit his thin bottom lip like that...

Not far from the oozing love scene in the dinning hall, Erwin stormed through murky passageways in a flying rage. Why the fuck had Levi spoken to him like that? Huh? It was that fucking Titan's fault, sitting there beside him spilling his food all over himself like the shitty, bratty kid he was. Somehow Levi didn't notice or try to clean it up.

This hadn't been in the plan.

The little shit was playing his part fine and fucking dandy, that part was in the plan.

But Levi, Sweet Sina, it had taken Erwin every sense of restraint to keep talking like a civilised man when Levi talked to him in an oddly spicy manner. That was, until he noticed that Levi was enjoying the unspoken feud between them. Eren acting like a child seeing his parents arguing while they hissed at each other in code. Erwin had prepared for anything, like this odd change in Levi's behaviour. Or, he would. Eventually. And that eventually had to come quick before this bloody game of "take me instead" was over and he lost it. Not that he would.

Erwin Smith always won.