I apologize for the very late and inexcusable upload. I also apologize in advance for any spelling errors, this was a very rushed piece.
After less than a week Eren was back in school and Levi was taking classes again at the small community college in town. Eren still hadn't told Levi about the fights. He was back to his normal ways, fighting during the night to pay off his rent. He hadn't see Levi in a while but the upside was it made it easier to conceal what went on when backs were turned.
Eren was sitting at his synthesizer, fingers placed on the keyboard. He didn't understand what was wrong. The notes were right here in front of him but whenever he struck the notes they sound dry and lifeless. He sighed and let his fingers fall, running a hand through his brown hair. He glanced over at his phone. He knew he should text Levi but he just couldn't bring himself to do it. What the fuck is wrong with me? Eren mused as he turned back towards the music. He clicked off the synthesizer and keyboard, turning around in his desk chair. The morning light was streaming in through the dull windows behind him. He'd lived by himself ever since his freshman year. His Mom had died of cancer when he was eight and his Dad tried his hardest to make him feel loved. This was hard though because his father worked for a company abroad and was almost never home. He still visited occasionally though. Eren ran his thumb across his palm as he thought. Finally he relented and reached for his phone, whisking it off the table swiftly.
From: Eren
Hey wanna get some coffee?
He set his phone down, already feeling like he'd made some mistake. But before he could beat himself up about it he heard the telltale ding of a text message. He felt a little queasy as he reached over to grab his phone again.
From: Levi
Yah sure. B there in 15 mins.
Eren smiled to himself. He was almost completely clean of bruises (he hadn't been losing as much, therefore he didn't have to fight every night) although he was in dire need of a haircut. He began to throw on a new t-shirt as he mulled things over in his head.
Levi had been surprised when he got the text. He was almost positive that the kid hated him now. He stared into the mirror and his reflection stared back harshly. He sighed, I'm always worse during winter it seems. There was really no way to make himself look like he hadn't just gone through a mental holocaust. He decided to just leave it. He just hoped Eren wouldn't think too hard on it, it was impossible to wish that he wouldn't notice it. After pulling on some decent clothes, a black and blue striped shirt and some blue jeans, he began the walk to the coffee shop. It was so familiar, it was almost as if he and Eren were meeting for the first time again, as if he hadn't seen him drunk and close to death. As if they hadn't kissed, or slept in each other's arms, as if Levi hadn't worried about him every second that he wasn't around. But all this had happened. Because somethings are inevitable. Some people are inevitable. Levi hunched his shoulders as he walked through the frosty stillness. If he knew one thing, it was that Eren Jaeger was quite possibly, and wholeheartedly, inevitable.