A/N: Whoops, look at that. More plot sprinkled about. What be thy sorcery?!

Okay, so one person did throw out an idea for the story, which was having Eren top. While I did mention it in this chapter, because I've said it already, this will be a Riren only fanfic. After the shizzles from A Forged Wedding (If you read that one you know what I mean), I decided to stay specific with "Shipping" because some people do not, I repeat, do not, appreciate Levi being a bottom. That and I've already said that Eren is the bottom. With that being said, however, I have no problems writing something else, so like I said before, if you've got prompts, send them in. I'm more than happy to write them out in this or make it a separate fanfic. ^^ We'll be sticking with Eren as a bottom for this fanfic, but I really appreciate the idea though, so please don't feel bad. I have no problems with it, but I don't want any shipping drama wars. :3

-Misty

The Change You Wish to See

(Original summary, but screw the stupid character limits) Levi's never put much care into things. He doesn't put much care into things at all. Nothing ever peaks his interest. Well, that's until he meets Eren Jaeger. Levi isn't sure what it is that's so interesting about him, and it irritates him to feel these feelings he's never felt before. Regardless, he goes to talk to the boy. When he doesn't receive an answer, he just thinks that the boy is rude; however, he understands why when Eren doesn't answer him. Eren is deaf.

Rated M for sexual content, adult language, some violence, mild character death
Main pairing: Riren with some side pairs
Anime: Shingeki No Kyojin (Attack on Titan)

Chapter Twenty Six: Heated Exchange

Muted breaths. Heavy sighs. Soft, gentle caresses.

Eren's back arched, his chest pressing into that of the older man's as he kissed back with everything he could muster up. It seemed as if Levi managed such a heavy kiss so easily, like it was second nature. He kissed him with vigor, lips pressing and insisting, tongue warm and wet. He did it so tactfully, which left the teen to question his own abilities.

Did Levi get any gratification from kissing his inexperienced lips?

"L-Levy..." Eren breathed, lips damp and hot against the older man's. Levi sat back, dark eyes looking down at him almost predatory-like, as if possessive. What had he done to deserve such a hot look like that?

"You alright?" Levi asked, his fingers signing his words while his tongue licked his lips. Eren shuddered at the sight, eyes taking in the sight of the man above him.

"Uh huh..." Eren hummed pathetically. He had no real way to respond when the blood was rushing elsewhere.

"You seem distracted." Levi mentioned as he sat up further, his lower body still pressed tight to Eren's hips. "Thinking about more fantasies?" He asked.

"It wasn't a fantasy!" Eren whined and tried pushing himself up, but all he managed to do was use his elbows as a prop to keep himself elevated.

"What would you call those belts other than 3DMG?" Levi questioned with a smirk.

"Just that." Eren argued. "I'm not letting you read any more of my story."

"Why...? Did you put something other than bondage in it? Say wax play perhaps?"

"You're impossible..." Eren groaned and leaned back into the couch. Had he known any better, he would have known to keep his voice down. However, Mikasa and Armin weren't home. They were at school, and wouldn't be back for hours thanks to work right afterwards. This left Levi and Eren by themselves in the house for some very much needed alone time, but that wasn't easy to get when this man kept teasing him so much.

"But you love me," Levi remarked, hands running down the teen's inner thighs. He felt the subtle shiver in those toned muscles, saw the way his breathing hitched, and felt a tightness in his chest.

This brat was getting the best of him in all of the right ways.

"Yeah..." He whined.

"You know I'm playing with you..." Levi told him and rubbed little circles on his knee caps. "Although I'd love to know what you have in mind for today."

Eren crossed his arms over his chest, seemingly pouting, but there was a small glint in his eyes. A small glint of something, but what? It couldn't be what Levi thought it was. The brat was too innocent for that stuff.

Then again, he did write that scene.

"What...? You're telling me you actually have a fantasy...?"

"It's not a fantasy, just... An idea..." Eren's golden eyes looked anywhere but him as he admitted his internal thoughts.

"An idea...?" Levi leaned forward, hands falling on either side of the brunette's head to hold himself up. He looked down at him with a humorous chuckle leaving his barely parted lips. "Well why don't you indulge in this idea?"

"No..." He was definitely pouting.

"I won't laugh at you. I promise." Levi assured him with a quick kiss to his forehead. The brunette looked up expectantly, eyes weary and lip pulling further into the frown that graced his lips.

"Well... I was thinking of uh..." Eren trailed off, eyes looking off in another direction to think about the words he wanted to use.

"Yeah...?" Levi asked and tilted his head.

"I was thinking that... That maybe I could do it this time." He admitted, fingers trembling as he waited for something, anything from the older man. A sarcastic remark, a snort, or even the laughter he was more so expecting.

"Do what...?" Levi questioned.

"You know... It. So instead of you doing it to me, it'd me doing it to... You..." Eren saw the realization dawn on the older man's face, his fingers slowing at the way the man's eyes widened in surprise, but then amusement.

This kid and his innocence. He was just too cute.

"Yeah right," Levi shot down the idea quickly with a smirk and a not so held down chuckle.

"Ugh! You're impossible!" Eren dropped his head back and covered his eyes, hiding the utter shame and embarrassment he felt from having to admit such an idea. He hadn't meant it by much, just that he wanted to try it. Levi must have found his attempts very entertaining, however, to get him smiling so uncharacteristically.

"Sorry, you're just too cute sometimes." Levi apologized, but it was unheard and unseen by Eren's hidden eyes.

The older man leaned forward and pressed his lips into the tan column of his neck, savoring the wonderful shudder that passed through the teen's body. He didn't give the kid a chance to look before his hands were back on his thighs, rubbing back and forth on in hopes to bring back the more playful air around them and deaden the tension that was swallowing them up right now.

Eren whined low in his throat and pushed at the man's shoulders, but the efforts were fruitless. He didn't have it in him to really fight this man, not when he was doing these pleasurable things to him. He wouldn't deny the ache he felt for him ever since their first night together. It was impossible to get time to themselves, but now they had it. They had an empty house, just the two of them, and as much time as they could possibly need.

How could he turn an opportunity like this up?

"L-Levy..." Eren wrapped his arms around the man's shoulders, fingers gripping at his sweater and pulling him forward. He met the slightly chapped lips with as much emotion as he could drive into the kiss, because if he wasn't the one doing it this time, it'd be him driving the man mad.

That is, until the doorbell rang.

Levi's head lifted to the sound, and Eren responded not a moment later to the knock that followed. They paused, waiting to see if it had been their imaginations or if they had really heard it, but Levi could hear distant voices coming from not too far away, and he was sure Eren could feel the vibrations from something.

"Really...?" Eren sighed and sat up. Levi followed, pushing himself up and off the couch before fixing his sweater.

"Want me to get it?" He asked.

"Sure..." Eren said somberly.

So much for private time. That'd have to wait, but he only hoped it was something like a mail carrier.

Levi left his side and headed to the front door. Why he bothered to look through the window he wasn't sure, but he wasn't put off by the sight of some teenagers waiting outside in the cold, talking amongst themselves.

Friends of Eren's? He was about to find out.

Levi looked back at Eren, making sure he wasn't indecent from their moments before opening the door. He felt a gust of cold air hit him hard and fast, but he couldn't be bothered by it when the people in front of him suddenly acknowledged his presence.

"Oh..." The one with freckles murmured. A man behind him, absurdly tall and built out of nothing but muscle stepped back, taking a look at the house with confusion.

"We don't have the wrong house, right?" He asked as he looked back.

"They didn't move..." A girl beside him, short, equally blonde, and big, blue eyes (Levi would have mistaken her for Armin's sister had their features been similar), spoke quietly.

"Are you looking for Eren?" Levi's eyes scanned over the few remaining people, all bundled up and trying to stay warm.

There were two huddled close, one a bald kid with a dripping nose that had Levi cringing. The girl standing beside him had long, brunette hair and big, brown eyes nearly covered by her bangs. Her beige hat looked so tight around her head that her hair stuck up in the back.

The other two, the one Levi had mistaken for Armin, was bundled up tight and in the arms of a very tall and thin girl with short, spiky hair. She looked utterly intimidating, with an aura that simply dared anyone to mess with her, or more so the girl within her arms.

This was a very odd bunch of people if Levi had to admit. Eren had a weird taste in friends.

"Yeah," The freckled boy said.

"Come on in. He's in the living room." Levi told them and opened up the door further. They all seemed grateful, if not for the fact they could stand in a warm room for a few minutes other than knowing they didn't have the wrong house.

"Thank you," The blonde haired man (The tall one with muscles that screamed he had a massive ego), said to him and patted his shoulder in passing. Levi flinched, his frown deepening.

Did he think he was a kid?

"Sorry, we should have put him on a leash." Spoke up a person standing behind the freckled boy, and how Levi hadn't noticed him before he wasn't sure. He had two-toned hair, a long face, and a snarky smirk that he had the itching desire to smack off of him. What was that from?

"Not a problem." Levi said and shut the door once everyone was inside. Eren looked back when prompted by the door, his golden eyes suddenly widening in surprise.

"You guys..." He uttered, looking from them to Levi with an expression that asked, "Why did you let them in?"

Had he made a mistake?

"Hi Eren..." The freckled boy spoke up as he pulled his arms to his chest. "Do you... Uhm... Your notebook?"

"Levy..." Eren said and looked to the man.

"Do you have your notebook?" Levi asked for him and signed.

"Could you translate for me?"

That was odd. Usually Eren was more than willing to write in his notebook, and right now he seemed to have an attitude about it. What was it about these people he wasn't happy with?

"... Sure," He replied skeptically. "I guess I'm your translator for now." Levi told his friends.

"Oh, that's great." The teen replied.

"What are you guys doing here?" Eren suddenly asked out loud. Levi looked at him in surprise, confused by the sudden venom on his tone. It was still a rare occurrence to hear him speak a full sentence, but to hear him snap at a person that wasn't his sister? That was unheard of.

"We wanted to see you." The bald teen spoke. "It's been forever since we've hung out, and Sasha was worried about you when we heard you were in the hospital."

Levi's fingers struggled to keep up with the man's words, but he managed for his boyfriend.

"It only took you an extra week to see me afterwards, right?"

What was the point of Levi translating for them if Eren was going to keep talking?

"Hey, shithead, it's not easy getting everyone together. We've all got jobs and school to deal with." The tall girl spoke bitterly.

"You want to repeat that one more time?" The older man questioned, glaring daggers at her.

Who was this girl to stand there and call his boyfriend names?

At first she opened her mouth, as if ready to repeat herself. She hadn't realized, however, that he meant it as a threat and not an actual request until she looked at him. Eyes beady and glaring at her, threatening her very existence.

Her mouth closed quickly.

"Ymir, please be nice." The blonde girl spoke to her.

"But Christa-" The girl, now known as Ymir, started, but was quickly stopped.

"No," She said affirmatively. "We're here to see our friend, not have an argument."

"Christa is right. We shouldn't be fighting..." The girl Levi deemed as "Sasha" said and looked over to the brunette. "We're sorry, Eren..."

"You think I don't have school? You think I don't have work either?"

"Are you saying you got a job?" The teen with that annoying smirk asked, his tone dropping with a laugh.

"I do... At least I did..."

"I didn't know you started working, Eren." The tall blonde said.

"You would if you tried texting me once in a while."

"Eren, slow down." Levi told him. It was getting harder keep up with the quickly growing conversation.

"Sorry..." He apologized with a pout. Levi could tell that this conversation was getting to him. After all, it wasn't often Eren spoke frequently to people, and the man could tell by the way it left him a little breathless that it was effecting him.

He didn't like seeing him this way. Compared to the sight of him in a hospital, he hated the sight of Eren so upset. This wasn't his usual, cheerful brat. This was someone pissed off, and for what? Was it for another reason, or was it really because his friends didn't ever visit him?

Levi could understand how he felt. Eren complained about his lack of life, friends being the only option to having some freedom and fun. If they weren't helping him live, he must have felt like he'd been stabbed in the back, and who wouldn't?

"... We're sorry, Eren..." Christa spoke once more.

"It's fine..." Eren must have read her lips, because he didn't give Levi the time to sign it.

It fell quiet. The man kept his eyes on Eren and waited, expecting more from the teen. Wasn't he going to say something else? Wasn't he going to look that them, or even talk to them? They may not have been there before, but they were now. They were trying, but that didn't seem to be enough for him.

"Uhm..." The freckled boy began, breaking the silence. "I'm sorry, we're being really rude here."

The words weren't directed to Eren, but to Levi himself.

"Huh...?"

"I'm Marco," The teen introduced himself and held out a gloved hand. Levi reached up and took it carefully, feeling a subtle shiver in the kid's bones.

"I'm Levi. Nice to meet you." He said.

"This is my boyfriend, Jean." Marco said and motioned to the teen behind him. Hadn't Eren mentioned something about a kid named Jean that he really didn't like? "And that's Ymir and Christa."

"Nice to meet you," Christa said in a relieved tone. She must have appreciated Marco's idea of introduction.

"Connie and Sasha are right there, and this is Reiner-" Marco continued on while motioning to the others, but stopped short when noticing that the muscled man was gone. "Reiner...?"

"Sorry, sorry," The man suddenly appeared from the kitchen, and when he even went there no one was sure. "I got a glass of water. The tension in here was too pissy to handle."

"Too pissy..." Levi uttered to himself. He was sure that was the first time he'd heard it put that way before.

"You could at least ask." Jean mentioned, but the brute simply shrugged his shoulders.

"You said your name was Levi?" Marco asked him, trying to keep the peace within the group.

"Yeah," Eren's eyes followed their lips, but Levi managed to continue signing to the best of his abilities. He didn't think he'd be put to the test like this today, but it was good practice.

"So are you an interpreter of sorts for Eren? Or an aid?"

"No, I'm his boyfriend." Levi stated bluntly.

He felt the sudden splattered of water on the back of his neck along with the sound of someone spitting in surprise. Both he and Eren jumped back and turned around, Levi wiping the back of his neck off in disgust as he saw Reiner cleaning off his mouth.

"Reiner!" Eren yelled at him and used his sweater to wipe at his head. "What was that for?"

"I'm sorry. I think I didn't hear that right..." Reiner apologized.

"No, you heard me right. I'm his boyfriend, and if you spit on me again I'm tossing you out." Levi growled, still feeling disgusting that someone had the nerve to touch him with their gross germs.

"No, no, he won't do that." Marco assured and motioned for the blonde to put his cup down, which he did. "We're just... Surprised. Eren's never dated anyone before."

"Why...?" Levi asked as he looked at the equally surprised faces of his friends. He knew the answer already, but he wanted to hear what they had to say.

"Well..."

"You don't need to hold it in, Marco." Jean interrupted. "It's because he's deaf."

"Jean!" Christa blurted out.

"Well it's true!" He argued.

"So...? I don't see much of a point to your statement." Levi said.

This must have been why Eren didn't like Jean. He was too blunt, too annoying, and that smirk. Damn that smirk. It was irritating him to no end.

"Well-"

"Jean, don't." Reiner stopped him. "Don't poke the bear."

"How long have you been dating?" Marco asked, desperate to help the situation. Anyone could see that he was bothered by this talk.

Levi looked over to Eren and signed for him. The teen thought about it for a moment, trying to think back to how long it had been since he met Levi. Would it count if he thought back to the exact day they met? It probably was on the day they went on their first date, not so much when they met.

"Uhm... A little more than six months... I think..." He answered, noticing the small smile pulling apart Levi's lips.

"Oh...?" The freckled teen sounded in surprise. "It hasn't been that long since we've seen you, has it?"

"You would know if you bothered trying to talk to me..." Eren uttered before standing up. "Go home..."

And with that, the brunette walked out of the room.

"Wait, Eren!" Connie called after him.

"Eren-..." Levi began, but he stopped. He knew Eren wouldn't hear them, and that was probably fine with the brunette. He was tired of talking with them.

"He's not going to hear you." Jean spoke up.

"Jean, stop it!" Marco barked at him. "It's not nice!"

"I just don't see the point of denying it. It's true, and beating around the bush isn't going to change anything."

Well, he was right on that. Unfortunately. There was no point ignoring the fact that Eren couldn't hear. Trying to pretend that wasn't the truth would only make it worse, and Levi knew that from personal experience. However, the way the teen went about saying it was really pissing him off.

"I think you've overstayed your welcome." Levi uttered and rubbed at the bridge of his nose. "I'm sure you know where the door is. I don't need to show you out."

He needed to talk to Eren. He needed to make sure he was alright. He knew how the brat felt when he was constantly reminded of his disability, which was probably why he was so upset to begin with. These people he called his friends (or maybe he didn't) were only painful reminders of his disability, and right now he needed comfort.

"We're sorry for intruding..." Christa apologized somberly. Everyone else looked too bummed out by this to say anything more, instead turning on their heels to leave. Marco lingered though, waiting for the others to leave to give himself a moment with the older man.

"Levi... Sir..." He mumbled quietly, hearing the voice of his friends filtering outside.

"Yes...?"

"Could you tell Eren that I'm sorry? I didn't meant to let him down like that..." Marco requested of him, his lips turned down in a frown.

Levi looked up at him, eyes narrowing as he tried to decide if what the teen was saying was true. This one was different from the others. He wasn't like Jean or Ymir. He and Christa, even Sasha and Connie seemed genuinely worried and upset for his boyfriend.

"I can do that..." Levi assured him.

"And please... Take care of him." Marco added. "Eren's never had a relationship before, and he's too stubborn and single minded to handle an extensive one. Because you're here must mean you're important to him, so please... Take care of him..."

Levi didn't even get a chance to reply to any of that before Marco hurried and followed after the others.

At first he wondered what he meant by stubborn and single minded. Of course Eren was stubborn. Since day one he had been like that, so it wasn't something the older man could disagree with. Then he thought about the single mindedness.

Well, if he thought about it hard enough, he could see what Marco meant. Obviously Eren had a one track mind at times. If he were adamant about something, he wouldn't drop it until he got something out of it. That was just how he was.

He had to remember that Eren's friends did know him better. They knew things about him Levi had yet to learn. They had been around longer after all, so Marco knew what he was talking about.

'Please... Take care of him...'

What made Marco think that he wouldn't? Because he hadn't had a real relationship before? Because he was dating a man older than him? Because he was dating a man? No, that wouldn't be it. Marco was with a guy himself, so that shouldn't have been a problem.

The list was probably endless.

Levi sighed before standing, hands grabbing at the cup of the cooled hot chocolate that had been ignored in their previous activities. With that in hand, he went straight to Eren's room to confront the teen.

The door was shut, but after a quick knock, he heard a sound of confirmation from inside. Levi opened the door slowly, peeking inside to find his boyfriend sitting on his bed, kneels pulled up to his chest, face hidden behind them, and arms wrapped around him. He didn't look up at the man when he walked in, but something told the older man that the brunette already knew who he was.

Eren had that weird way of knowing.

"What do you want?" Eren asked from behind his legs. Levi sat on the edge of the bed, setting the mug aside on the floor so he wouldn't accidentally spill it.

He waited. He waited for what felt like an eternity, because he couldn't answer Eren until he looked at him. Sooner rather than later, those golden eyes he loved lifted and looked up past his bangs. He just had to double check and make sure it was Levi and no one else.

"What...?" He asked again.

"Marco wanted me to tell you that he's sorry for letting you down..." Levi told him as he leaned back into the wall. "They left though. You don't have to worry."

Eren sighed as he leaned back, his head tilting back and bumping into the drywall.

"... Marco is a good guy. I didn't mean to blow up on him... On any of them..." His face fell. "Except for Jean. He's a dick."

"That's a given..." Levi spoke softly.

"It's just... I love those guys, I do, but whenever I'm around them, I'm just reminded more and more of my disability. I'm reminded that I'm not like them anymore, and it hurts."

"I understand..." The older man said and touched his shoulder.

"I know they don't do it on purpose. Everyone, especially Marco and Christa, try really hard to make me feel equal. If Bertholdt was here I'd say the same about him too. They try so hard, but... I think that's what makes it all the more painful."

"You have some good friends..." Levi told him as Eren leaned into his shoulder.

"I know I do..." He looked up with those big, golden eyes of his, seemingly reading the expression on the man's face. "It's my fault too. I didn't bother to send them any messages myself, so I'm partly to blame."

"Well, that's in the past now. All you can do is live differently so you won't regret anything later." He advised him. Eren sighed as he looked at the older man's hands, finding them soft and comforting. Levi's hands always moved so gracefully, which said something compared to when he first started.

"I'm sorry about earlier." Eren signed to him. "It was selfish of me to bring you into the middle of that. I shouldn't have done that to you."

"It's alright. Honestly, I was just surprised hearing you talk so much." Levi said, his lips pulling into one of those rare and sweet smiles, not a mocking smirk. "Your voice is nice."

"Shut up..." Eren grumbled and looked away, his cheeks flushing a light red.

Levi chuckled before sitting up, effectively pushing the teen up an off of him. He didn't get the chance to question the man before he all but shoved him down onto the bed, shoulders pinned to the mattress and hands at his sides uselessly.

"What-?"

"You know..." Levi began with something in his eyes that Eren couldn't read, but he had a bad feeling about this. "We never did get to finish what you started earlier."

Or maybe not.

"Who said I started it?" Eren asked with a scoff, fingers trailing off from his sentence to lift and hold that man's shoulders.

"I was perfectly content drawing until you started humping my leg." Levi stated abruptly, but before Eren could tell him that no, he hadn't humped his damn leg, Levi swooped in for a messy kiss.

The brunette groaned into the kiss, but not from pleasure. It was out of annoyance that the man could do such things to him before Eren could properly explain himself, but those lips sucking on his bottom lip had all cognizant thought processes sizzling out, and any arguments died on his tongue as it slithered past the man's lips.

Levi pulled the teen's legs around his waist, making sure he was firmly in place before trailing kisses around his jaw and down his neck and-

"Eren...!"

Levi pulled away abruptly at the sound of another voice in the house. He sat up, letting Eren's arms fall by his hips awkwardly.

"Levy...?" Eren asked, already breathless.

"Armin's home." Levi told him somberly.

Eren sat on his elbows, waiting for any confirmation to Levi's words. Sure enough, he could feel the house shake with a door slamming shut, followed by a sound similar to one of someone throwing a bag, possibly his backpack even.

"Ugh! Why is he home early?" Eren asked dejectedly as he fell back onto bed.

Looks like this was going to have to be put on hold for a while.

A/N: Never said sexy time wouldn't be interrupted...