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Notes: So here's chapter 2 of this! Thank you all for the comments and interest in this story! :'D

Levi sat down at the table, carrying two glasses of wine. Erwin was had served their plates and was busy taking them to the table. It was their first, real meal together in their new house and Levi was overjoyed to have Erwin's cooking instead of more takeout.

"Don't drink too much," Erwin scorned, taking his glass from Levi. Levi rolled his eyes and took a sip of his wine.

"I'm not," Levi snapped. "I'm very in control of my drinking, Erwin."

"I never said you weren't," Erwin sighed, "I'm just giving you a head's up."

"It's appreciated."

Levi groaned, looking away and out through the window. He could see children playing across the street. Running and yelling and hell, there was even a dog playing with them. He tilted his head back, perhaps a little more than necessary, with eyes locked on them.

Erwin chuckled and Levi sat his glass down.

"Fucking kids."

"That's why we don't have any, Levi," Erwin said. Levi reached for his glass again but Erwin stopped him, taking his hand to kiss it. Levi fought back a smile. "Take it slow. Or let's limit our bottle purchases."

"I'll take it slow," Levi sighed. "I promise."

"Good."

They finished their food and Levi even poured half of his glass down the drain, just to appease his watchful husband. Levi washed their dishes as Erwin put away the extra food. He put the second bottle of wine on top of the refrigerator, and as far back as it would go much to Levi's displeasure.

"I could get a chair and reach it," Levi hissed, walking over to Erwin, tugging on his shirt. Eriwn grinned mischievously, and leaned down to kiss Levi playfully.

"I don't think the chair is going to help that much."

Levi pinched Erwin on the arm, just to be lifted right off his feet instead. Levi sighed, wrapping his arms around Erwin's neck. He inhaled deep, running his hands through Erwin's hair and taking in his husband's rich scent. Even when dirty, Erwin still smelled clean enough to be touched without Levi being too disgusted.

Erwin carried Levi up to their room. With each step, Levi's heart raced a little faster. It had been a while since Erwin showed him interest in an intimate way and they were long overdue. But as soon as Erwin placed Levi on the bed, delicately as though Levi may break (to Levi's annoyance), Erwin was back up and walking to the bathroom.

The smile on Levi's face faded as he listened to the water start to run.

Ever since their new contract, neither of them have had the time or energy to play. Between moving and sorting out documents and photos and designs—their move had been rough. But now they were settling in. Work hadn't started yet. And Levi wanted more than a hug and a kiss from Erwin.

He wanted his husband to fuck him. Against the wall, on the counter, on the floor, in the shower; hell even outside by the pool (he didn't care if those singing brats saw them or not). He just wanted his husband.

He picked up his phone and flipped the camera around so that he could see his own face. He pulled at the heavy circles under his eyes and the premature crows' feet. Erwin was aging beautifully. Work never got to him physically. But Levi always felt tired and drained.

And maybe Erwin saw it too…

Levi shook off a sudden chill and pulled the blanket close around his chin. The water turned off abruptly and Levi sat his phone down, looking into the bathroom. Erwin stepped out, shaking water off his hands and tugging a towel around his waist.

"Everything alright?"

Erwin groaned. "The damn water got cold again."

"I think there's something wrong with the heating system," Levi said. "I was getting cold too."

Erwin pushed back his hair and walked to the dresser, pulling out a pair of underwear and slipping them on under his towel. Levi watched quietly as Erwin moved, admiring the sculpt of his back and hips.

"You're staring," Erwin hummed, walking to the bed.

"Well, you're very attractive," Levi replied, pulling back the blanket for Erwin to settle down next to him. Erwin pulled Levi close and kissed his side.

"But you're the stunning one."

"Ugh," Levi groaned, "spare me the fucking mushy shit."

Erwin smiled, knowing very well that Levi appreciated the sentiment. Levi bit his lip and looked down into Erwin's blue eyes.

"You mean it?"

Erwin smiled. "Of course I do. You're the most perfect, beautiful person I know."

Levi leaned down, kissing Erwin gently. "I fucking love you."

"I love you."

Levi pushed back Erwin's wet hair, admiring the lines of his face. He sighed. "And I'm filthy. I'm going to shower."

"The water is cold."

"I'll fucking deal."

Levi was in the middle of his weekly cleaning and Erwin was too deep in his new project to be of assistance to Levi's hysterics.

He vacuumed the sofa, hellbent on proving that he could very well get out all the dust in the material. Erwin looked up from his tablet, long enough to see Levi shove the vacuum extension into the sofa, before shaking his head.

"It's alright."

"It is not," Levi spat. "I fucking hate this. This fucking dust in this old ass house."

He yanked the plug from the wall and gathered the cord up. He dragged the vacuum to the stairs and kept going, his next stop the spare bedroom. He found an outlet, ready to vacuum the actual bedding when he hit his foot on the floorboard, a little harder than he had expected.

"Fuck!" Levi hissed, sitting down and holding his foot. Blood trickled down his toes and he slammed his hand on the floorboard, shoving it back into place. "Erwin!"

He waited for a response before calling a second time. He didn't want to track blood through a house with shitty floorboards that would end up stained.

"ERWIN!"

Levi looked up from his foot and to the doorway, trying to see if Erwin was making his way up. He wasn't greeted with blue, however.

Green.

Someone—something— with green eyes stared back at him through the open door, barely peeking around the corner. Levi's stomach lurched, his voice lost for a brief moment at the figure blatantly staring at him.

At the sound of footsteps, whatever was staring at him looked around, disappearing behind the door.

"Levi? Levi?"

Levi couldn't find his voice. He couldn't feel his stomach. Shit like that didn't happen in real life. Only in shitty movies.

"Levi…?"

Levi looked up and saw Erwin running to him, eyes wide at the sight of his foot. Suddenly, Levi found every feeling in his body all at once. He leapt forward into Erwin's arms once Erwin had kneeled, and buried his face into his husband's shoulder.

"Erwin I—Did you see—Erwin—Someone—Erwin!"

"Levi, what are you talking about?" Erwin cried, stroking Levi's hair. "Slow down, I can't understand you."

Levi was a blubbering mess. He couldn't explain what he saw because he wasn't even sure of what he saw. He just grabbed Erwin tighter, afraid he would be sick as his mind ran in circles.

Levi was still shaken up and thankful that Erwin was home for a few more days. All of his work could be done from home at the moment. Although, now Levi was looking forward to setting up his office at the actual studio because being home was driving him crazy.

He had managed to explain it to Erwin, everything that he had seen. To which Erwin only replied that it had to have been a result of a lack of blood, too much dust and fatigue. Levi tried his hardest to agree but found it hard to settle in his stomach.

"Dad," Levi groaned, resting his head on the arm of the chair, "are you positive this fucking house isn't fucking haunted?"

Kenny sighed on the other end and Levi rolled his eyes. "Levi, the fucking house is not haunted."

"I saw—a fucking—ghost," Levi shouted, punctuating every word.

"You're fucking tired, go the fuck to sleep."

"Fucking…no! Fuck you, I know what I fucking saw!"

"Fuck, Levi…"

They finished up their conversation and Erwin stopped by the sofa, holding a hammer and a box of nails. Levi held up his hands.

"What?"

"Can you count how many times you said "fuck" to your father?"

"I don't give a fuck," Levi said. Erwin kissed him on the head.

"I know."

"Where are you going, handyman?"

Erwin held up the hammer and nails with a smile. "I'm going to go fix that floorboard and any other ones I see. I can't have you hurting yourself."

Levi huffed and let his head fall against the sofa with eyes that were too dreamy for comfort. "Thanks."

With another little smile, Erwin walked off, leaving Levi to his tea. He was still uneasy; it was still awful. Something was definitely in the house and Erwin was refusing to acknowledge it.

He closed his eyes, listening to the steady pounding of the hammer upstairs. At least if his eyes were closed and there was a ghost, he wouldn't be able to see it. He relaxed a little, resting his head on the sofa's cushions, and let his arms fall a little limp against his chest.

After a few minutes, the sound of the hammer stopped. Footsteps followed, searching the upper level for any other loose floorboards. Levi quirked his brow, as the hammering official stopped, pushing back against the cushions until he heard Erwin's heavy footsteps moving towards the stairs.

"Erwin?"

"Yes, Levi?" Erwin replied. Levi looked up slowly and into Erwin's gentle face. He sighed.

"Nothing."

Erwin ran a hand through Levi's hair and kept walking, moving to the kitchen. Levi settled into the sofa, listening to Erwin shuffle around in the other room. Close by and within talking distance.

It was nice and he hoped all of that kitchen shuffling involved a refill of tea. Or a glass of wine (he could be hopeful at least).

He stared, dozing off again, eyes fluttering as he listened. And through his lashes he saw a figure move out of the kitchen. Levi felt his blood rush because it certainly wasn't Erwin who came out of the kitchen.

In clearer view, Levi saw that it was a boy.

It was a glimpse. A flash of movement. Limbs and a body and a blur of a face. A blur of green. Walking as casually as any other person.

And as soon as the phantom walked out, Erwin followed with a cup of tea in his hand. He walked right through the faint image like it was a light projection. Like a hallucination.

"Levi…are you alright? You look pale."

Levi looked up at Erwin, eyes wide with horror.

"You didn't…see that?" Levi asked, pointing to where he saw the boy. Where he thought he saw the boy.

Erwin looked over his shoulder and back to Levi. "What are you talking about?"

"T-There was a person, Erwin, a fucking person!" Levi shouted. "How could you—You didn't fucking see anything!?"

Erwin placed the mug on the table and sat down by Levi on the sofa.

"Levi, I think you're just tired and stressed—"

"I swear to God I fucking saw something, Erwin!" Levi shouted. "I saw some kid—some fucking boy—walking around and you walked right through him, Erwin!"

Erwin cupped Levi's face and his fingers burned against cold skin.

"Levi, calm down. Take a breath," Erwin said. "You're erratic. You haven't slept good for a few nights and it's been hard settling down. Just try to relax, alright?"

"I know what I fucking saw, Erwin," Levi said, grabbing at Erwin's hands. "I'm not crazy…Or drunk."

"I know, Levi," Erwin said, "I know."

But did he really?

Levi curled up close to Erwin, even going as far as to tug his husband's arm over his shoulder. He hated feeling uneasy and needy. Like a baby bird in need of protection, because he sure as hell was not. So having to feel Erwin around him for security was not the easiest to come to terms with.

But he enjoyed the feeling as well. Erwin's heavy arm around him, pressed up against his muscular chest. Levi fit into the crook of Erwin's legs and Levi could feel his flaccid dick through his pajamas. Levi wiggled his hips experimentally, only to receive Erwin burying his face into the back of Levi's neck.

He could feel Erwin's hot breath on his skin and it was more than welcome. He just wanted a little more than heavy breathing.

But the sound was soothing enough to help him relax. Levi's eyes fluttered closed and he felt a little lighter as he finally started to doze off.

Where sleep and consciousness met blurred and he was breathing easy for only a second before it turned ragged. He moaned, rubbing his face against the cool of the pillow. He grabbed at the sheets, opening his eyes to realize something was amiss.

The lamp was turned on, casting a warm glow over the cold room. The bed was empty next to him—Erwin was not at his side.

Another moan escaped Levi's lips as he felt a wet tug on his cock. He smiled, reaching down to tangle his hand in the mess of hair below. It took him a second to realize what was happening but he was thrilled when he did.

But the hair under his fingers wasn't Erwin's; though still familiar. He winced, grabbing a handful, and was torn between pushing away the stranger or pulling them in closer. The eager tongue lapping at the head of his cock certainly didn't make the decision any easier.

He opened an eye and caught the shine of brown hair under his hand. A young face, focused and intense, was buried into the trimmed hair around his cock. Green quickly peeked up at him—full, green eyes—and were hidden again by dark lashes.

This boy was beautiful. Tempting. A seductress that tantalized every inch of Levi's body in the most sinful way.

Pushing away turned to pulling closer. Eyes that should only be for his husband were lost in a sea of lust. He moaned louder and he felt his body tense because it was good. It was fucking good and he loved the attention.

With a jerk of his hips, he felt himself cum and a long, hard moan shook him awake.

Awake.

Levi convulsed in bed, feeling wet and breathless. He opened his heavy eyes and groaned, burying his face in the pillow as Erwin woke up.

"Levi, what are you—"

"I need to shower."

"Levi, did you—"

"Yes."

Levi rubbed his head as Erwin sat up.

"Sorry."

He didn't want to talk about it. It was far too embarrassing to mention in front of his husband, who was still groggy and confused by it all. He slipped out of bed, pulling his shirt off and letting it fall to the floor.

He walked into the bathroom, washing his face and letting water drip down his back. His mind was shot. It was too late for this and Erwin—

"Levi," Erwin said, walking in behind him. He wrapped his arms around Levi's waist, placing a gentle kiss to his shoulder. "If you're craving sex, you should have just said so."

Levi rolled his eyes. "It doesn't matter. Let me shower. I'm filthy and it's too fucking late to even try to explain this shit to you."

He pulled away to turn on the shower, ignoring whatever else Erwin had to say because there was no way he was going to explain what had happened. Not now. Not while it was fresh on his mind.

He had shamelessly fantasized about some nameless, made-up boy with his husband sleeping next to him. He disgusted himself. But it wasn't actually cheating; just a sick dream. And it would fade like a memory.

But for now, he needed to wash off.

Waking up in an empty bed was the hardest thing Levi had to face. He reached out for Erwin, to feel him and draw him closer, just to find that spot cold. He curled his fingers into a fist, feeling his heart sink and his stomach drop.

How could he push away his own husband and without a glass in his hand?

He tried to remember everything that had happened. The eyes he had seen through the door. The phantom boy he saw walking through the house. The green eyes from his dream…

Sure—surely—they weren't all connected. He didn't want them to be connected because getting off on a spirit haunting the house was a new level of disgust Levi didn't want to deal with. However it made sense. That vibrant shade of green was consistently recurring—

There was a knock at the door before it creaked open. Levi jumped, sitting up straight because he didn't know if Erwin or something else would come through the door. However he was relieved to see Erwin walk into the room with two plates in his hands along with cups of coffee. Levi leaned against the headboard, a little afraid of what Erwin had to say.

Though whatever it may be, the offering of eggs made it easier.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome," Erwin asked softly, handing Levi his plate of food. "Levi…what's been bothering you? I know you don't want to talk about it but Levi, please let me in."

Levi groaned because Erwin's patience made him just that more perfect.

"Ghosts, my drinking and our lack of a sex life," Levi deadpanned over his coffee. Erwin raised his eyebrows.

"You believe…the house is haunted?"

Levi nodded.

"That may perhaps tie into the second problem?"

And Levi inhaled. He lowered his cup of coffee, tapping a finger against the porcelain. "Fuck…maybe…maybe it does…"

He didn't want to admit it. He knew what he had seen. But maybe Erwin had a point. Being delusional and tired and drinking made a dangerous combination. Yet…

"I saw a ghost…"

"Levi—"

"I did," Levi said. "I'm not crazy, Erwin. I know I did."

Erwin took Levi's hand, holding it tight. "We'll look more into it, then. Alright?"

Levi knew Erwin was probably humoring him but it was a start.

"Now…you're apparently frustrated?"

Levi rolled his eyes as Erwin moved to sit closer by him.

"I feel like…you don't find me attractive anymore," Levi admitted with a hint of shame in his voice. "And I don't want to ask for sex. It's…fucking embarrassing. I want it to come naturally and for it to be spontaneous. Not…forced."

Erwin took Levi's hand again, holding it tight. "Levi, we're married. You shouldn't have to worry about coming to me with concerns. Tell me these things, talk to me. Because as much as I want to be able to read your mind, I can't."

Levi let his head fall on Erwin's shoulder, picking at his food.

"And for the record, I miss you jumping me," Erwin laughed. "You used to be a little feisty, too. Or did you forget that Disney trip?"

Levi knit his brow tight. "I remember that trip. It was gross and humid and we fucked in a restroom."

"Two restrooms and three rides."

"The rides weren't really sex though," Levi said. "Just really sloppy blowjobs and handjobs."

Erwin chuckled, kissing Levi against the head and even nuzzling his hair. Levi couldn't help but smile at the tender gesture and he nestled even closer into Erwin's arms.

"Fine, we're both a little at fault," Levi said. "So…we'll work on things in the bedroom. And for the ghost…-"

"Just get some more rest," Erwin said. "That'll clear up once we're settled in."

Levi sighed. "I hope so…"