A/N) I am scum! I can't believe I went this long without an update! I am so sorry everyone. I got a little caught up in life, but you all know how that goes. Anyway, this chapter is all story. No smut, nothing. It's all story. I will tell you this is coming to an end everyone. Feelings are coming up, and these two boys can't deny their attraction for one another for much longer. I'm not sure how much longer this is going to go on. Please enjoy this chapter.

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That day, Levi opened the door, and was staring up into a pair of electric blue eyes. "What the fuck do you want, Erwin?"

Erwin took no offense in Levi's harsh words. The two of them had been friends for years, Levi was always like this, and one just grows numb to it "Came here to check on you, is all. See how things are going with the boy with vivid turquoise eyes. Eren, I believe was his name." Erwin pushed past Levi, and let himself in.

Levi closed the door, and followed Erwin to the kitchen "Yes Eren. Why do you care? Don't you have your own dick warmer to worry about?"

Erwin frowned as he grabbed a cup "I'll politely ask you don't say such crude things about my girlfriend. Anyway, Levi, he makes you smile. So why are you so hesitant? 'Vanilla' boys aren't doing it, Eren makes you happy, what's the problem?"

"No!" Levi started trembling "Not after Farlan! I can't!"

"Levi! That was years ago. It's time to let go. Farlan would want you to be happy. That's all he ever wanted."

Levi slumped against the wall, clutching his hair "I can't stop dreaming. How it could have been. What I should have done! If we hadn't of fought, he wouldn't have left. I abandoned him! I let him die, because of my god damn pride and temper!"

"It was a freak accident! You can't live life blaming yourself from something beyond your control."

"Yes I can!" Levi screamed.

Erwin walked over, and slapped Levi across the face. He was getting hysterical "Levi! You can't keep yourself from being happy, by living life of what could have been. Farlan was hit by a car that lost control. It wasn't you driving. It was an accident."

Levi looked up at Erwin, tears pooling in his eyes. He grabbed on to the taller man, and buried his face into his chest, sobbing his heart out "I miss him. I miss him! I'm so scared to be happy!"

Erwin stayed quiet, hugging Levi close. He knew his friend had to cry this one out. When the sobbing became soft sniffling, he spoke "Take the rest of the week off. Eren cares about you Levi, you can't string him along if you're only going to let him go. You need to decide if you want him, or if you will keep living in the past."

Levi pulled out a handkerchief, and wiped off his face. He hated losing his composure like that, but really, Erwin was the only person who had ever seen him lose it. Him and Isabel. Maybe it was time to pay her a visit as well. But first, he needed to visit the graveyard. Talking to Farlan, even in the form of a tombstone, always made him feel better.

Eren laid in his bed, sore. It was a good, happy sore. He hated that it made him feel so good. This whole thing with Levi was making him feel utterly confused, and completely hopeless. How could he allow himself to get so attached in such a short amount of time? He wanted a clean break, to ask to be released, and never see Levi again. Or, to be taken in, loved and cherished by only Levi, and have a wonderful relationship. He sighed and flopped onto his back. Levi didn't seem like relationship was in his vocabulary. There was something, maybe in his past, that kept him distant and cold. They weren't so heavily involved, that he was allowed to ask the tough questions like that. Hell, he had already pried too much about being the heir to a giant corporation. What happened that made Levi disconnect from even his own business? To start stripping of all things! It was all one discombobulated mess of everything.

Eren heard a knock on his door "Eren sweety, your father is home. Come downstairs and have dinner." His mom said.

"I'll be out in a minute mom." He called to his mother.

He sighed again. His dad was hardly ever home around dinner. His work usually kept him gone for long hours, and home at strange intervals. His mother's work usually sent her away to other countries and states. His mother was hoping the next business trip, Eren would join her, seeing as he had given up on college. It just never appealed to him. But fashion, fashion was a calling he couldn't resist. Sure, it was hard work. Constant client meetings, sketches always due. If he had a dollar for every time he heard I love these, create more, or I hate these, try again, Eren could start his own business. Having business sense and charm, were essential parts of the job, and Eren had everything. Beautiful eyes, charming smile, great with people, and a gift for creating something beautiful with just a few ideas. He really was a total package. At least in a business sense. He stood up and stretched before heading out of his room, and downstairs to the dining room.

"Hello Eren." Grisha said from the head of the table "fashionably late, as you are prone to doing." The man chuckled, and Eren just rolled his eyes. His dad never approved of his skinny jeans, and penchant for vests of all types and colors. He wanted his son to be a doctor, like him. Luckily, Mikasa took that position. She felt strongly about modern medicine.

Carla set the last pot on the table "Isn't this nice? It's so rare to get everyone at the table together."

Mikasa nodded in agreement. She looked over at Eren "Nice to see you, Eren. You're always so busy."

Eren shrugged "Scoping the streets for inspiration. Sometimes the next trend is in the pattern of a scarf, or the color of a shirt."

"That's my fashionable boy!" Carla beamed.

Dinner was a quiet affair. Usual family small talk. How's work? How have you been? Are you eating enough? Routine, mundane stuff. After dinner, Eren helped his sister do the dishes, and just decided to return to bed. Still contemplating his life choices.

Levi sat at Farlan's grave. He always felt a morbid happiness when he was here. It was always easy to start rambling "Hey, I usually come here when there is a problem. So, here I am to bitch about being alive. I can't forget about you. I miss you, so god damn much it hurts. But, it's holding me back. You see, there's this boy, Eren. You heard me right, boy. He's so fucking young, but he's beautiful. He wanted to be a pet, and against everything I swore I would never do, I took him in. I'm in deep. He's perfect, everything I have ever wanted or needed. But then, there's you. I can't let go to make myself happy, and I think you want me to be happy, right? No matter what, I will still come see you. Hell, if I ever meet someone I'll bring them to meet you, but I need to know. Send me a sign, something, anything to let me know you are okay with this. Tell me it's going to be okay. Let me know I can finally let go of thinking what could have been, and focus on what I can make now. Farlan, I love you. Forever, and always. I promised you that, when I locked your collar around your neck. Is it really okay to move on?" Levi sat there panting, after pouring his heart out on the ground like that. He knew it was silly to ask a dead man for a sign, but he needed some kind of validation. To know everything would be okay. He heard crunching behind him, but he didn't budge until he heard a soft feminine voice call out

"Levi? Is that you?"