A/N) Hello everyone. I'm a little late with the update and I have no excuse! I actually wanted to update this earlier because I have over 100 followers. I just want to take a second to just thank each and every one of you! This all started thanks to my friend Angelic Land. I was suffering some major writing block and he suggested to do an AoT/SnK story, and this was born. If it wasn't for him this story never would have even started. And also, thanks to him I have over 100 followers. Seriously, that's absolutely incredible. So thank you, everyone who has shown me some love for this story, and thank you AL for inspiring my to try this fandom out! I hope everyone still loves it as much as I love writing it. Hopefully, I can show my appreciation and get out the next chapter a little bit quicker!
"I am so sorry dinner went down like that, Levi." Eren apologized, over and over, on their way home.
"It's alright. I really hoped it would have gone smoother than that, but it's done with. No use crying over spilled milk, right?" Levi said, reaching over and lacing his fingers with Eren's. "How goes the painting? I haven't been in your art room lately." He was trying to get Eren to think about something else.
Upon Eren's more permanent living with Levi, the older male gave Eren one of his unused rooms in the house. He didn't care what got stained, or how unorganized it was in there. That was Eren's room to do whatever he wished. Having that room, made Eren flourish in art class. He started painting and drawing more. He even had Levi get him a sketch pad, so he could try his hands at new and different things. With this new room, came Levi having to leave the room quite often. One instance, was walking in on Eren in a pair of cut off shorts, and dancing. That ass looked really good, and Levi had to leave. Here is the thing, Eren looked fucking delectable, but if Levi tried to ravish him in his art room, his impulse to clean would be stronger than his desire. But when Eren came out, he was free game.
"Really well, actually. I almost finished the wings. The green background is amazing. Drawing the straight lines and painting them, has been a bitch."
Levi chuckled, he had been doing more of that with Eren around. Levi had been slowly changing, the more Eren was around. The underlings at the office weren't scared any more, Levi smiled and chuckled more, and he even seemed more approachable. He flew through his work, and hadn't lost a single case. With Erwin in a happy relationship as well, the two made an unbeatable team. "You will have to show me. Hey, tomorrow is Friday. Why don't you bring the canvas to the kitchen and paint, while I make dinner?"
"Tomorrow is my night to make dinner, though." Eren protested.
"I want to make dinner and watch you draw, brat. Are you really complaining?"
"No, no! Of course not. Thanks, Levi."
"No problem, Eren. So, your mom really flipped her shit about you being featured, huh?"
"That's mom. Proud of the smallest achievements."
"This is no small achievement Eren, it's a big fucking deal. Oh, I forgot to tell you, you really favor your mother. You two are identical, down to the spitfire personality."
Eren grinned "Thanks! Oh, and I really have to thank you for punching the fuck out of Grisha."
"I couldn't stand hearing him bad mouth you, or your mom, any longer. I'm glad you aren't mad, but he might be. They might have to wire his jaw shut for awhile. But I think that's great, no more hateful comments will be said out loud by the asshole." They arrived home, and Levi parked inside the garage. When he pulled out the key, Eren practically jumped over the console, and captured Levi's lips in a bruising kiss.
Grey eyes went wide, but eventually closed, as he pulled the boy over the console, and closer to him. Eren squeaked out his nose, but tried to get comfortable in the tiny space. Hands wandered over collar bones, under shirts, across cheeks, in pants. Eren began unbuttoning Levi's shirt, but quick hands caught his wrists. He pulled back, and looked at the man
"Not in my car, Eren. It's my pride and joy."
Eren gave a flirty smile "But every time you are in the car, you can remember pounding into my tight ass." Eren ground his hips down onto Levi "Come on old man. Please? I want to christen this car. I've always wanted to have sex in an older car."
Levi groaned, and looked into hopeful aquamarine eyes "You are such a brat." He leaned up, and kissed Eren, while leaning his seat all the way back.
Both Eren and Levi had Friday off, so they spent the majority of the day in bed. Sometimes cuddling, snoozing on and off, or having amazing sex. Finally, in the evening, Eren got up and stretched his naked body "I'm hungry. Someone promised me dinner."
Levi sat up, and stretched, giving Eren a glare "You really have selective memory. You conveniently forget I asked you to do dishes, but if I say I'll make dinner, you're suddenly a fucking elephant."
Eren grinned "I don't forget, I just get distracted is all. That's why I still haven't finished the wings, but still have other paintings."
"Mhm. Just be glad I care about you so much brat."
Eren bound over, and plopped his naked body down onto Levi's lap. He wrapped his arms around his neck "I am glad every day, Levi. I care about you, too."
"Oh, get off. I want to give you something."
Eren climbed off of him, and frowned "Don't you think you give me enough?"
"Not at all. You're my brat, I spoil you as much as I wish." Levi got up, and opened his closet "Stop ogling me, brat. I can feel you burning holes into my ass."
"Quit being so sexy, and I wouldn't stare." He watched Levi turn around with a box in his hand. He lifted a brow "What do you have there?"
Levi cleared his throat awkwardly "Well, you're here still, so I guess I can keep you."
"Say what?"
"Calm down brat, it's not a ring." Levi opened the box, and showed Eren a simple silver bracelet, with the words 'I promise' engraved on it.
"It's a promise bracelet?" Eren asked.
"What can I say? Not a fan of rings, but I want a way for people to know you're mine." He took out the bracelet, and secured it around Eren's wrist.
"No one could ever hope to compare to you, Levi. Thank you, so much." He leaned down and hugged Levi close, burying his head into the crook of his shoulder, trying not to cry.
Levi wrapped his arms around Eren, and sighed happily. He hadn't felt so complete in such a long time. Eren truly was like his other half, and he really did love the little brat, more than simple words could say. "We are going shopping tomorrow." He said when Eren stopped hugging him.
"For what?" Eren asked, laying back onto the bed.
"Jewelry. I want you to pick something for me. Also, I have a request for my little artist."
Eren's eyes sparkled in delight. He loved when Levi called him an artist "What is it?"
"Have you forgotten about the painting for my office?"
"Oh my God! I did! Oh Levi, I am so sorry!" Eren jumped out of bed, and retrieved his sketch pad and pencils. He would do a few sketches to see what Levi like the best.
"It's okay, brat. I know things have been rather hectic. Just make sure you don't forget."
"I'm going to make you the biggest, best picture ever. I promise you! I will have you pick it and everything!"
Levi chuckled at the boy's enthusiasm. He grabbed a fresh pair of underwear, and slipped them on, before throwing a pair at Eren "Get some clothes on, and sit at the table, while I cook."
"But Levi," Eren whined "I love being naked."
Levi rolled his eyes "And I won't have you grinding your naked, lube covered, come filled ass, on my expensive chairs."
Eren mocked pouted, but couldn't fight the grin on his face, as he slipped the underwear onto his body. "Buzz killing old man."
"Over zealous little brat." Levi retorted.
Eren followed Levi to the kitchen, with his art supplies in hand. This was love.