Eren and Levi sat in the back seat of Mikasas four wheel drive. Levi could honestly say he'd never felt so out of place. Mikasa and Annie sat up front, the first of the two driving. Eren had control of music which meant he was singing at the top of his lungs with great gusto. This was something that the first half hour consisted of. Eren was currently belting out a song that Levi had sworn he'd heard before.
"...the world doesn't have to be so greyyyyy. Charlie, when your life's a mess, when you're feeling blue, always in distress." Eren rocked back and forth as he sang. ''I know what can wash that sad awayyyyy. All you have to do is put a banana in your earrrrr!"
Oh, for the love of God. Levi suddenly realised where he'd hear the song before. He recognised it as some stupid internet song that Hanji and Erwin had been obsessed with years ago.
"A banana in my ear?" Eren seemed intent on singing all sections as well as being as loud as possible. He winked at Levi's annoyed expression. "Put a ripe banana right into your favourite ear! It's true! Says who? So true! Once it's in your gloom will disappear. The bad in the world is hard to hear, when in your ear a banana cheers. So, go and put a banana in your-"
Suddenly the music cut out.
"Mikasa!" Eren whined.
"I will crash this car if I have to listen to that song again, Eren." His sister shot a glare at him though the review mirror.
Levi felt as though he could have kissed her in that moment.
"It's a classic!" Eren stamped his foot like a four year old. "Back me up Annie!"
"No thanks." The stoic girl replied. "I plan on getting laid tonight."
"Okay, gross, that's my sister." Eren sank down into his seat, wrinkling his nose in disgust. "It wasn't that bad was it?"
Eren was now directing his question at Levi. Levi wasn't sure had he always ended up in this ridiculous situations.
"I was about to remove your vocal cords and set the stereo on fire." Levi answered point blank.
"Ouch." Eren pouted. "Ever heard of pulling punches."
Levi did his best to ignore Erens sulky expression and the things it did to his common sense.
"I'm sure you'll live."
Eren spent the next two minutes, staring at the window, wearing an expression like there was sad music playing in his head and no one understood him. Then Eren seemed to quickly get bored of that and suddenly straighten in his seat.
"Hey, let's play the game!"
"Game?" Levi arched a brow at him.
"Yeah, whenever me and Mikasa were on long road trips in the car we would play the Car Game. And now Annie always plays when she comes with us." Eren explained. "So, basically someone picks a type of car or vehicle, like a white ute or a red truck and then the first person to spot one that matches wins and picks the type for the next round. We keep track of all the wins and at the end whoever has the least wins owes everyone a drink."
"Eren sucks at this game." Annie interjected.
"Do not!" Eren frowned at her.
"Why do you want to play it if your not good at it?" Asked Levi.
"Hey! I just said I don't suck at it." Eren whined.
"Oh, stop it Eren." Mikasa scolded him, although in a clearly amused tone. "Levi will figure out how bad you are at it soon enough."
"If your all going to be like that, then I don't want to play at all." Eren sank down in his seat.
Okay, seriously? Is he twelve?
"Fine, we'll play without you." Said Annie.
"Fine." Eren replied with the attitude to rival a fourteen year old girl.
"Blue mini van." Mikasa started.
Eren sank down lower in his seat, sticking out his bottom lip in contemp. Levi could almost laugh.
Maybe he's just always like this on long car rides? Levi rolled his eyes and looked out the window.
Two minutes later, Annie spoke.
"Blue mini van." She guestured to, indeed a blue mini van sitting in someone's drive way.
"One point." Mikasa congratulated her. Levi noticed Annie keeping score on her phone.
"Hmm. A jeep. Doesn't matter what colour." Annie decided.
Levi glanced out his window and almost laughed out loud. He chanced a glance over at Eren. Still sulking. He looked up at Mikasa and Annie and then gently elbowed the boy beside him. Eren looked up at him questioningly and Levi nodded his head to the red Jeep outside his window two lanes across. Eren was practically fucking beaming.
"JEEP!" He shouted aburptly.
"What?" Annie turn to look at him. "I thought you weren't playing."
"Well, I am now! And look. JEEP!" Eren leaned half over Levi, pointing out the window in earnest.
"There's no need to yell." Mikasa shook her head, but was smiling. "One win to Eren."
Annie didn't argue and Eren suddenly seemed to realise that his upper half was practically in Levi's lap. His face flushed bright red and he quickly scooted back over onto his side.
"My bad." He said, fiddling with his hands in embrassment.
"It's your turn Eren." Mikasa reminded him.
Eren face grew even brighter at the rememberence that they weren't alone.
"Ah..." Eren thought aloud. "Dark blue station wagon."
The car lulled into silence as the game carried on out. When Mikasa pulled into a gas station half an hour later, Levi was in the lead, followed by Mikasa, Annie and Eren straggling along behind.
"Stupid fucking game away." Eren slouched lowly, seat belt bunched up under his chin.
"Your shout for drinks, Eren." Mikasa mentioned off handedly as she climbed out to fill the cars tank.
"I am never playing this game again." Eren growled, roughly unclipping his belt.
"You say that everytime." Said Annie in a bored tone.
"Arg, whatever!" Eren snapped and then turned to Levi. "What do you want?"
"Waters fine." Levi stared at him, trying not to make it obvious that pouty Eren was a-fucking-dorable.
Then Eren kicked open his door and grumbled his way into the store.
"Being stuck in a car always makes him irritable." Said Annie, not even turning to Levi."He's the type that doesn't like to sit still."
At first Levi wasn't even saw if it was him she'd spoken to, but afterall, they were the only two in the car.
"Right." He said, not sure how to respond.
"He's a handful." Said Annie, pulling out her phone. "Good luck dealing with that."
"I was expecting something more along the lines of a threat." Said Levi.
"Only idiots makes themselves a suspect."
Okay, Levi thought to himself, staring at the back of her head, I suddenly don't want to left alone with her anymore. And I thought the other blonde one was scary.
Mikasa finished filling the tank and went inside the store to pay. A minute later she came back out with Eren in tow, carrying drinks and snacks. She climbed in the front and Eren back in beside Levi.
"Here." He handed Levi a bottle of water.
He gave Annie a lemon slushie, Mikasa an iced coffee and kept a can of Coke for himself. It was obvious he knew them well enough to know what they wanted with out asking.
As Mikasa pulled out of the gas station Levi took a sip of his water, watching Eren out of the corner of his eye as he carefully opened his drink and took a glup. He watched his adams apple move up and down as drank and decided to look away before he was caught staring.
Way to be a creeper, Levi, he thought to himself bitterly.
The next ten minutes consisted of Eren begging to be given control of music again, which Mikasa only granted when he promised he wouldn't play any more songs from weird YouTube videos. So, instead he played music from some kind of pop punk band Levi had never heard before and fell asleep half way through the second song. Levi looked at Eren slumped against the window like he was some kind of monster. Mikasa noticed Eren was sleeping and turned down the music, but didn't turn it off.
"Dad used to play heavy metal to put him to sleep when he was a baby." Mikasa explained. "Now, he can sleep through gravel in blender."
"I have a feeling that's not actually a metaphor." Levi glanced at the driver's seat.
"It's not." She answered plainly.
The image of Erens friends crowded around a blender, pouring in gravel, slapping down the lid and laughing as the turned it on came to mind.
They're all fucking spastics, he thought to himself.
So, he sat there beside a snoring Eren until he noticed him shifting and thought he was waking up. He slowly moved off the window and in the next two minutes was leaning in the middle just inches away from Levi.
Levi studied the way his hair covered his eyes in this position, the way that the seat belt was pulled on the sleeve of his shirt, pulling his back and revealing a tan shoulder and collar bone.
"Hey, can you check the time?" Mikasa asked Annie.
Levi's head snapped away violently, like he'd officially been caught drooling over Eren with his overprotective sister and freaky sisters girlfriend in the front seat.
"Ten o'seven." Annie replied in that bored tone of hers.
Levi realised they still had close to two hours left. He cursed himself for trapping himself in tight quarters with temptation. Them as time past he felt his eyes get heavy. Levi generally only slept three, four hours night, five if he was really lucky, and somehow he'd always managed to survive on that just fine. He might get a little tired during the day, but there was nothing like a screeching Hanji to wake a guy up. But right now he was well and truly fighting to keep his eyes open. He mentally begged for Mikasa to randomly punch the cars horn, or drive into a pot hole, anything to wake him up. But the black haired girl kept on driving smoothly without incident, unaware of his internal struggle.
--Tuesday To Tuesday--
Eren woke with a start and a squeal. At first he thought the squeal had been him, then the light of the flash cleared and he realized it most certainly wasn't him. He looked beside him, where his head had been nestled in the crook of Levi's neck. Levi blinked groggily out the car window on his side.
"What the fuck?" He cursed.
Oh, shit, thought Eren. Oh, sHIT. WERE WE JUST SLEEPING AGAINST EACH OTHER? WHAT?
The sound of the boot opening jerked him back into his senses and he finally saw what Levi was squinting at with such annoyence.
"Eren! My baby! That's so sweet!" His mother clapped her hands excitedly, beside her Erens father clutched a camera and smiled.
"Fuck..." Erens face immediately bloomed with red.
"Are they...?" Asked Levi.
"Uh huh." Eren answered.
"And did they...?"
"Uh huh."
"Fucking hell."
"Uh huh." Erens mother knocked on the window happily and waved at them. Eren groaned loudly. "I apologise for everything that your about to go through."
"Yes." Levi stared at him dully. "Warn me now after the three hour drive."
Eren climbed out of his side of car bracing himself for his mother's rib crushing hug as she envoloped him enthusiastically.
"We're not carrying your bags." Mikasa said as she walked past them. Eren figured his mother must have already cuddle assulted her.
"Hey mum." Eren hugged his mother back, ignoring his sister.
"It so good to actually see you." Carla released him from her hold and took his face in her hands, squishing his cheeks together.
"Yes, yes, I know." Eren rolled his eyes. "I'm a bad son."
"Eren." His dad called over out of the roof of the car.
"Hey dad." Eren gave him a small grin, moving around the back of the car to hug his father. It was a much less viperous embrace to say the least. "We're gonna have to talk about that picture."
"Your mother already confiscated the SD card." His dad shrugged.
"I should have known." Eren mumbled, as Levi climbed out of the car beside him. Then before Eren could say a word his mum was there with a giddy grin.
"Eren! Don't be rude! Introduce us to our guest!"
"God, mum chill! We just got here, I'm getting to it." Eren cast Levi a embarrassed glance. "So. This is Levi."
"It's lovely to have you here with us, dear." Carla grabbed for Levis hand.
"Thanks for having me." Levi replied politely although clearly a little taken aback.
"Oh, so polite! You could teach Eren a thing or two." She smiled impishly. "Well, I'm Carla and this is my husband Grisha."
"Let go of him, dear." Grisha gently removed Carla's hand from her grip on Levi's. "No, need to go full throttle."
"I'm just welcoming him." Carla pouted up at her husband.
"I know, dear." Grisha gave Levi a understanding nod.
"Bags." Eren motioned Levi to the back of the car, finding an exit thanks to his dads intervention.
"Right." Levi followed him.
Then Annie and Mikasa came back out on to the front lawn and Carla's attention was stolen by hugging the life out of Annie.
"Sorry, about that." Eren gave him a guilty smile.
"It's fine." Levi shook his head honestly. "She's just...happy?"
"Yeah, happy. Let's go with that." Eren agreed, gathering his bags. As moved the pull his backpack pack on, the strap brushed roughly against his burnt hand. "Fuck."
As he jerked his hand back on a reflex the bag slid off his hand back over the burn. Levi was quick to catch it.
"You alright?" Levi asked, concern flicking deep in his eyes.
Eren blew on his hand meekly, he looked up at Levi though his lashes. It felt good to have Levi care enough to ask, even is he did have to endure a certain level of stinging.
"It's all good. Thanks." He glanced down at his back pack clenched in Levi's hand.
"No problem." Levi shrugged and pulled the bag onto his own back.
"No, I can still carry it." Eren insisted.
"Just shut up and let me do it, brat." Levi said firmly, pulling his own suit case out of the boot and turned towards the house.
"Thanks...again." Eren grabbed his duffle bag and slammed the boot shut. "Hey, mum? You got the guest room ready?"
Usually during these visits, Mikasa and Annie would stay in Mikasas old room and Eren would stay in his. But, Mikasa and Annie had been together for years at this point, it made sense for them to share. Whereas Eren and Levi weren't even officially dating.
"Oh, sorry." Carla gave him a coy smile. "I forgot to tell you, but I've been giving the guest room a much needed new coat of paint, so would it be okay if you and Levi stayed in your room? I've already change the sheets and aired it out."
"Mum!" Eren looked at her in disbelief.
Painting the room my ass, Eren thought bitterly.
"Your both adults, Eren. It's not like you'll catch cooties." Carla shook her head at him.
"That's no where close to the point!" Eren shouted after his mum as she turned and started back into the house. Eren lolled his head back and groaned, casting an embarrassed glance at Levi. "So..."
"It's not a big deal." Levi rolled his eyes.
Not a big deal...NOT A BIG DEAL? Eren mentally screamed to himself. I'm going to be sharing a double bed with Levi. A bed I did MANY thing on, in a room I did MANY things in. This is a hugE FUCKING DEAL. WHAT IF I GET A BONER IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT? WHAT IF LEVI SLEEPS SHIRTLESS? THEN I'M DEFINITELY GOING TO GET A BONER AND ITS GOING TO BE WEIRD AND CREEPY AND THEN HE'LL NEVER LIKE ME!
A sudden kick to his shin pulled him from his inner turmoil.
"Calm down. I don't plan on jumping you in your sleep." Levi looked at him, almost amused.
I DON'T NEED TO THINK ABOUT THAT RIGHT NOW.
Eren just groaned again and lead Levi into the house.
"Calm down. I don't plan on jumping you in your sleep." Levi looked at him, almost amused.
I DON'T NEED TO THINK ABOUT THAT RIGHT NOW.
Eren just groaned again and lead Levi into the house. He let Levi step in first, closing the door behind them. For Eren the smell was the most familiar thing about the house for him, down right nolstagic. His mother always kept things neat and spotless, and today the floral scent of the carpet cleaner and what Eren could only describe as pure fresh air was particularly present. He assumed it was because it'd been awhile since he'd been back. On the inside everything look like it always had. Dark polished, hardwood floors, light blue walls, white skirting, lace curtains, family pictures hanging from the walls. He had spent an entire childhood in this house. He could almost picture running down the hallway with Armin and Mikasa. He could see the scratch on the corner of the post at the bottom of the stairs, that he'd made riding his skateboard in the house when he was twelve. It was all still there.
"Levi." Carla stuck her head out from down the hall in the kitchen. "I was wondering if you were allergic to anything, dear?"
"No, ma'am."
"So polite!" Carla beamed. "And just call me Carla like everyone else, or mum if you prefer."
Then before Levi could answer, Carla had popped back into the kitchen. Eren had no clue where his father had disappeared to. Likely in the basement.
"My rooms upstairs." Eren nodded, to the staircase adjacent to the front door and lead Levi up to the second floor.
Erens room was across from Mikasas. Her door was open and he could hear her and Annie talking casually inside. He stopped at his own door. "Here."
He turned the the nob and pushed it open, revealing his childhood bedroom. Not that he'd spent too much time in here when he was really young. It wasn't until highschool when he liked to spend hours alone doing much of nothing. His bed was in the corner under the window, dark green bed sheets, neatly tucked in thanks to his mother. He dropped his duffle bag onto his desk by the door.
"Just put your stuff anywhere." Eren told Levi.
"Hmm." The other man hummed thoughtfully.
"What?"
"I wasn't expecting it to not be a completely pig sty in here."
"Gee thanks." Eren rolled his eyes. "It's not like I actually live here anymore. Most of my stuff is at my place. Stuff that's in here is like from when I was a kid."
"You are a kid."
"I'm an adult."
"Your a brat."
"We can hear you." Annie mumbled as she walked past the open door way.
Eren quickly slammed the door shut. When he turned back to Levi he was scanning the contents of his book shelves. Eren had taken most of his movies, games, CDS and books with him when he went off to college, this meant that what was left were things he deemed to embarassing to have in a house with others who would make his life hell. For instance, what Levi was looking directly at.
"Is that a yaoi manga?"
"Huh? What? No!" Eren blurted out in panic.
"No, that definitely is." Said Levi, as emotionless as ever. "Erwin and Petra have read every one of these."
"I wish I was dead." Eren moaned dramatically, leaning back against the door.
"Nice braces." Levi was now looking at a framed photograph.
"Jesus fuck I hated those things." Eren hurried over. He already knew what photo it was.
"Is that your sister?"
"Yeah, her hair used to be super long back then." Eren explained.
"And so was Freckles." Levi pointed to Marco.
"His mother didn't let him cut his hair until he graduated highschool, poor bastard. Summer was always hell for him."
They had all been in stage of awkward back then. Eren was with his braces, Marco with his hair, Connies acne, Bertolds glasses and Jeans baby fat.
"Your all like, what? Eleven?" Levi squinted at the photo.
"Fifteen."
"Ouch."
"Shut up." Eren pouted.
"Don't worry. Your were cute. In a dorky, braces, non pedophilic sort of a way." Levi rolled his eyes.
"Awe." Eren cooed sarcastically, trying to will the creeping blush on his face away.
"Are...you on a roof?"
"Oh, yeah we are." Eren smiled at that. "Sashas family bred horses, right? And they had all these old sheds that had been on the property for decades but we're never really used. We used to get up to all kinds of shit out there and, yeah, we used to climb on the roofs, but we'd never all actually been up there at the same time."
"I think I can sense where this going." Levi wore the ghost of a smile.
"The wood was rotted to all hell, and since we were all jumping around being idiots it didn't take long for the whole thing to come down. About five minutes after that picture was taken, that whole shed was flat on the ground." Eren grinned at the memory.
"And you were all fine?" Levi frowned in confusion.
"The walls are what gave out and because we'd all been standing on one side when it happened, the whole thing lent sideways and roof stayed in one piece when the walls folded." Eren explained. "Sasha was grounded for a year after that though...so, she was really the only one hurt."
"Tragic." Levi said sardonically.
"It was though!" Eren insisted earnestly. "Do you know how difficult it was to find a place to drink the beers we stole from Annies dad after that!"
"Sounds rough."
"Sit on a beehive." Eren stuck his tongue out at him.
--Tuesday To Tuesday--
I didn't take long for Eren to smuggle Levi out of the house. He'd sent Annie a text as they were leaving that they'd be back soon and then left before his mother or sister could magically appear as they at times. Eren had zero intentions of spending the afternoon trying to stop his mother from asking Levi strange personal questions. So, instead he walked Levi into town and took him to the best and only ice cream parlour around.
"This is really is a small town." Levi summised.
"It is." Eren agreed, actively trying to ignore how the sun cast shadows on Levi's exposed forearms, making the muscles there apparent and seem more defined.
Damn Levi and his stupid hot forearms, Eren thought to himself.
"I can't image there much for kids to do."
"You wouldn't think so, but even though there's not cinemas and malls and stuff, we still had plenty of shit to get into." Eren shrugged.
"And sheds to topple."
"In our defense, that thing was gonna come down eventually anyway." Said Eren as they round the corner on to the main street. "So. This is Shinganshina."
"Did you always live here?"
"Yep." Said Eren, popping the 'p'. "I was born down the end of this street at my dads doctors surgery."
"There's no hospital?" Levi glanced at him.
"Not in town." Eren shrugged. "The closest one is in Maria."
"That's almost an hour away." Levi frowned.
"That's why dads actually dealt with a lot more stuff then like a normal doctor. He's not a surgeon or anything, but he's seen some shit." Eren then pointed out to the row of stores. "That's Hannes place, where everyone gets there groceries. That's the chemist, the second hand shop, the pub and the Morgans Clothing, that's where everyone brought there school uniforms from. Well, until they reached highschool age, after that we all went to school in Maria since Shinganshina doesn't actually have a highschool. Then there's Alert Ice Cream. Place belongs to Armins grandpa."
"How many people would want to live out here?" Levi squinted around at his surroundings dubiously.
"More then you think." Eren laughed. "There's probably around two thousand at most. This is just town though, Shinganshinas got a lot of big property's and farm land, so it's pretty scattered. I can tell you've been a city slicker your whole life."
"Essentially." Levi admitted, although not ashamedly.
"I remember when I first started going into Maria for school," Eren smiled. "it's so loud compared to being out here."
"That true." Levi glanced about. "I think I've seen maybe two cars since we got here."
"Yep. That's Shinganshina." Eren pushed open the door to the ice cream parlour and grinned at the kid behind the counter. "Hey, Kyle. Guess who."
"Eren!" The boy beamed back. "I didn't know you were back."
"Just got in a while ago."
Kyle was sixteen and a slip of a kid, with long limbs and big glasses. He was four years younger then Eren, but lived only three houses away from him, so they'd inevitably ended up playing together in one way or another.
"Who's your friend?" Kyle nodded to Levi.
"This is Levi." Eren nodded to Levi, guesturing for him to say hello.
"Hi." Levi stared at the boy lamely.
"Don't mind him, he's not used to small towns." Eren waved him off.
"No problem." The boy shrugged casually. "So, what can I do you for?"
"Well..." Erens words trailed off expectantly.
"You want to do it?" Kyle gave him a knowing look.
"I'd be so very greatful." Eren gave him an innocent wide eyes stare.
"Come on, then." Kyle rolled his eyes. "You know Gramps won't mind if it's you."
"Yay!" Eren cheered and motioned for Levi to follow him, behind the counter. "So, is Gramps in today?"
"He went home about an hour ago, he'll be back in a while." Kyle explained.
"He leaves a teenager alone with the store?" Levi seemed genuinely surprised.
"Course." Eren bumped shoulders with the younger boy. "A lot of kids in town get there first job here and usually Gramps has known them there whole lives. So, it's like when he used to leave Armin alone in the store when he was only fourteen."
"I take it you worked here?" Asked Levi.
"Hell yeah." Eren grinned, grabbing the ice cream scoop. "In this town you either worked in Hannes or in year. Except for that summer I was secutary for dad."
"I remember that." Kyle nodded. "When Miss Linden was pregnant. You know that kid is almost as tall as me now!"
"Not that its much of a feat." Eren teased him good naturedly.
Eren missed the days of Alert Ice Cream. Armin had made manger by fifteen, surprising no one and Eren had gotten the job easily being so close to Armin. This was the place most kids in town got there first job, Gramps was never able to pay much, but the experience was good and in summer the air conditioning was a god send.
"What flavour can I get for you today, sir?" Eren turned to Levi, clasping his hands down infront of him. "We have seventeen flavours, so I'm sure there's something for you!"
"Okay, stop." Levi smiled just barley at his performance.
"Pick whatever you want." Eren shot him a wink and guestured to the menu board above the counter. "My treat."
Eren then went about putting a scoop of choc chip and strawberry swirl into the same cup.
"Blueberry." Levi decided.
"That's it?" Eren looked at him. "We kind of have the power now to do anything."
"I'm not looking." Kyle covered his eyes.
"That's what I want." Levi shrugged.
"One blueberry coming right up then." Eren grabbed another cup.
Eren let Kyle run the price though the registrar and paided accordingly.
"What do you think?" Kyle asked Levi, who ate his ice cream careful with a spoon.
"Surprislingly good." Levi answered plainly, although clearly pleased.
"Well, enjoy." Kyle gave then a friendly smile as they stepped out his.
"He's perky." Levi commented immediately.
"Calm down, Levi." Eren grinned devilishly. "He's just a kid, don't be weird."
"Your hilarious." Levi rolled his eyes, but was smiling, lazy and comfortable.
Eren almost dropped his ice cream.
Why? Does he? Have to be? So hot? Eren agonised mentally.
--Tuesday To Tuesday--
Eren and Grisha sat dejectedly at the dinner table. Carla had booted them out of the kitchen as perusual since they were both, and to quote the same woman, 'Absolutely inept'.
"Your mother said you burned yourself the other day." Said Grisha.
"What? Oh, yeah." Eren looked down at his injured hand. The skin was still red and blister ever so slightly, but other then that was completely fine. "It's not big deal. Levi gave me some burn ointment."
"Good to know he'll look after you then." His father replied.
Eren practically choked on air.
"I don't need to be looked after." Eren coughed to clear his throat.
"And your mother started painting the guest room a week ago instead of when she got off the phone from you yesterday." Grisha gave him a knowning smile. "Now, were both full of it."
"I fucking knew it!" Eren leapt out of his seat, pounding his fist on the table.
"Eren!" Carla shouted from the kitchen. "I heard that!"
Eren just groaned loudly in response, falling back into his chair.
"What are you complaining about now?" Levi came down stairs. His hair was slightly damp from the shower and Eren was gapping at him. Levi generally wore black or white, wheater or not he was dressed casually for formally. Tonight he wore dark blue skinny jeans and a dark red t-shirt that clung to every dip of his chest and Eren felt his soul leave his body.
"Catching flies, Eren?" Grisha said in the most innocent of tones.
"Dad!" Eren choked again.
Levi just rolled his eyes and headed for the kitchen.
"Ah, I'd advise against that." Said Eren, clearing his voice again, blushing wildly. "They already rejected us."
"I can be in a kitchen without burning myself or creating a major safty hazard." Levi didn't even turn to face him as he stepped into the kitchen and could be heard talking to Carla. "Do you need any help in here? My hands are free."
"Levi, of course. We'd love your help." Carla gushed.
Since when was he not a jerk, Eren pouted and then the thought hit him. Was Levi trying to make a good impression? He hadn't said anything rude his parents since he'd arrived. Was he trying to get there approval? Eren wanted to dance and pass out at the same time.
"Why is he so hot?" Eren whined, laying his face on the table top.
"I have a feeling you didn't mean to say that out loud..." Said Grisha.
Fuck! Eren cursed to himself.
Eren could hear muffled talking in the other room and he suddenly feared what weird things his crazy mother could have asking the man of his dreams.
Eren sat at the kitchen table for awhile longer, mumbling his sorrows into the table cloth, until Annie came out of the kitchen.
"We're eating outside and mum needs you two to set the table." Annie said dully.
That reminder Annie called his parents mum and dad managed to perk him up a bit. It had taken Annie over a year to feel comfortable calling them anything other then Mrs and Mr Yeager. He knew Annie had something of a difficult childhood with an alcoholic father and wasn't used to such a warm welcome from two parents. It made him wonder about Levi's childhood. All he knew was that his mother could be terrifying, that he'd never met his father and he had no siblings.
Maybe I'll ask him tonight after dinner, Eren pondered.
He and Grisha stood from the table. Grisha went to go collect enough cup, plates and cutlery for everyone, while Eren went hunting though the hallway cuboard for a table cloth. When he went out though the back door on to the back patio, the sensor light flickered on, illuminating the outdoor table and chairs. He and his father set the table as Mikasa came out carrying the bowl of spaghetti bolognese.
Eren noticed a mosquito on his arm and slapped at it violently.
"I'll go get a fresh mosquito coil." Grisha said before disappearing back inside.
"Mum was asking Levi about his work." Mikasa told Eren softly as she placed down the bowl.
"Please tell me that was it." Eren bit his lip nervously.
"Pretty much." Mikasa confirmed. "Suddenly she's all interested in art."
"Have I ever told you how grateful I am that your my sister?"
"Not nearly enough." Mikasa shrugged and took a bowl of salad from Annie and placed it on the table. "And he handles her a lot better then Annie did at first."
"She's energy wrapped up in forcefulness wrapped up in a suburban white mum package." The girl in question sent her an annoyed look. "What did you want me to do?"
"Not hiss when she came near you?" Mikasa blinked back at her.
"To be honest, she does have that affect on people." Eren nodded understandably.
"There's more food inside." Said Levi as he stepped out carrying two bowls. "Maybe you should be helping instead of talking."
Ah, thought Eren, there's the rude ass man I'm weirdly attracted to.
Annie immediately seemed ticked off by his words and glared at him coldly, she stormed back inside. Levi following in after her.
"I think there trying to one up each other." Said Mikasa, almost confused.
"You think so?" Eren gasped. "So, like Levi is trying to be nice?"
"You should have heard him the kitchen." Mikasa gave him a look like he'd just asked the most stupid of questions. "So helpful and polite. Mum was about ready to steal him from you."
"Don't need that visual, thanks." Eren cringed.
Grisha stepped back outside with a mosquito coil and a lighter.Grisha stepped back outside with a mosquito coil and a lighter and a few minutes later the table was set, food was in place and Eren was sitting beside Levi. Mikasa, Annie and Grisha sat on one side, Levi, Eren and Carla on the other.
"Dig in!" Carla proclaimed. Eren was the first to reach for the food, his mother smacking his arm. "Guest first."
Eren pouted but pushed the bowl towards Levi, who then instead of passing it back, pushed it across the table to Mikasa.
"Real fucking cute." Eren mutteres bitterly, leaning slightly in towards him so that Levi would hear but not his mother.
Levi glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, seemingly amused. So, Eren sat back and waited for the spaghetti bolognese to go around to every other person at the table before him.
"So, Annie." Carla chittered away merrily. "I should l have asked sooner, how's the boxing?"
"It's fine. There's a tournament up and coming in a few months." Annie replied.
"Oh, maybe we should come down and visit then, we could cheer you on." Carla looked across the table at her husband. "What do you think, dear?"
"I see no reason why not, but its a little early to be making plans." Grisha answered, but was mostly focused on his food.
"Oh, nonsense." Carla waved him off. "How's school been for you kids?"
"Boring." Eren said with a mouthful of spaghetti.
"Don't talk with your mouth full." Levi and Carla scolded him as one voice, something Carla found hilarious and had Eren sinking down in his chair wishing the floor would open up and swollow him whole.
"It's fine." Mikasa gave a proper answer. "We just finished up first aid training."
Eren was used to Mikasa having more interesting stories from school them him, ones appropriate for there parents ears anyway. Mikasa was studying Health and Physical Education to become a gym teacher, despite being offered multiple chances to perform several different sports professionally. Eren was studying English because he like how well his thoughts came together on paper. He'd excepted Mikasas brilliance long ago and with a genius friend like Armin, he knew that some people simply were special.
Mikasa was telling Grisha about how she'd learned to tape ankles from sports injuries and the difference between a sprain and a strain. Instead, Eren found himself watching Levi's delicate fingers as he ate. His digits were long and thin and pale. Eren imagined them intertwining with his longer tan fingers, or cupping his face gently.
Woah, Eren chastised himself. That's a slippery slope Eren.
"Levi, do you visit your mother often?" Carla asked him, Levis name bringing Eren back to reality. "Maybe you could teach my lazy son."
"I'm afraid I'm not much better when it comes to visits." Levi admitted. "My mother currently lives in France. I fly over for two weeks during Christmas but that's the only time of year I get to see her in person."
Eren listened to him talk with interest.
"I didn't know you were french." He said. "I thought you were born in the city?"
"You actually have a legitimate excuse then." Carla continued. "Your in a whole another country. Erens just a drive away."
"A three hour drive way." Eren gave her annoyed look. This was a conversation they'd had too many times to count.
"I was born here." Levi confirmed. "My mother was born in France and moved here when she young."
"So, can you speak any french?" Eren asked excitedly.
"I don't hear you spouting german, Yeager." Levi rolled his eyes at him.
Eren smiled and then cleared his throat.
"Verneige mich vor mir Sterblichen."
Levi blinked at him in surprise and Eren reveled in it. Grisha chuckled across the table and Mikasa covered her mouth with her hand.
"Your accents still a bit sloppy." His father commented.
"Gib mir eine pause, alter mann." Eren frowned at him in annoyence.
"Ich denke du brauchst mehr lektionen." It was Mikasa who spoke that time.
"Uh." Levi looked considerably confused.
"I was eighteen when I left Germany." Grisha explained. "The kids always wanted to learn, so I taught them. What Eren lacks in his accent he always made up for with his enthusiasm to swear without people knowing."
Eren immediately grinned like a chesire cat at this.
"Schlampe, Arsch, f-"
Carla slapped her hand over her sons mouth.
"I may not be fluent, but I know enough to have you sleeping out side." She told him sternly.
"Es tut uns leid." Eren mumbled in her hand.
"English, please." She scolded him, poking his cheek. "It's unfair to the rest of us."
"Sorry, ma."
Eren and Mikasa shared a smirk. Learning German was always a fond memeory for him. He started when he was seven and his mother had been concerned that he would struggle what with learning two languages at once, but like most children, he just soaked it all up. Even Armin had started learning so he and Eren could have private conversations anywhere they wanted. Then they'd welcomed Mikasa into there family and she caught on twice as first as Eren had. Of course, these days, he didn't have much call for German, but the surprised look on Levi's face made it all completely worth it.
A few minutes later Eren excused himself to use the bathroom and returned to find his mother showing his ass to the table of on lookers.
What the fuck woman! Eren growled to himself.
"I can't even take a piss without you doing something embarassing!"
"Language!" Carla snapped at him over her shoulder and then turned back to the others. "And look here's Eren taking a bath in the sink. Isn't he just precious?"
"I'm butt naked, that's what I am." Eren yanked his chair out forcefully and dropping into the seat.
In the two minutes he'd been gone she'd pulled out every photo album they owned and spread them over the table.
"Oh, but your just baby Eren. It's fine." Carla waved him off.
"Doesn't make it any less weird."
"I didn't know you had birth mark there, Eren." Said Annie.
"It faded, thank you very much." Eren gave her a betrayed look. "And I don't need to hear that from your mouth."
"Look it's little Mikasa!" Carla turned the page and pointed to a picture Eren recognised as the first day of highschool.
"Nice pig tails." Levi almost scoffed.
Mikasa glared at him.
"I like them." Said Annie.
"Then why did you try and cut them off with sewing scissors that one time in hospitality?" Mikasa frowned at her.
"... because I wanted your attention?" Annie tried lamely, her face still completely neutral.
Mikasa just stared at her, totally unconvinced.
Eren could recall that day. It was not long after Annie had moved to there school and the two of them loathed each other from the moment there eyes met. Eren still wasn't sure what really had happened between them for them to get together. Jean had said that all that fighting had just been sexual tension, of course that had been when Jean was still convinced he was the straightest straight to ever like vaginas. How wrong that had been.
"Look it's Eren again." Annie pointed back to the photo album.
"Hey! Don't use me as a distraction!" Eren objected.
"I remember that day." Said Grisha. "Eren had just learned that he had ears and wouldn't leave them alone."
"That's what the mittens are about then." Said Levi.
"You know, I think I still have them somewhere." Carla added.
"Uh, why?" Eren looked at her in confusion.
"For my grandchildren of course!"
"I'm sorry to break it to you mum." Eren said carefully, as if this would shatter her reality. "But we're all pretty gay."
"It's twenty eighteen, Eren." Carla shot back. "There's more then one way to have a baby then giving birth to one yourself."
"You really want these grand kids, huh?" Eren deadpanned.
"I just want you too experience everything I did raising you."
"...Why does that feel like a threat?" He blinked at her.
"What's going on here?" Levi spoke up.
He'd opened another photo album and was flicking through it. The page was open on a series of pictures from when Eren was sixteen. He remembered because had a black eye, bloody nose and a broken rib.
Eren looked at Levi. He swore for a second he saw pain and
sympathy hidden in there dark depths and then it was gone.
"Is that from...?" Annie trailed off unsurly.
"Yep." Eren confirmed with a sigh.
"What is it?" Levi asked again.
Both Erens parents had fallen completely silent. The tension in the air was thick and heavy.
"Do you want the short version or the long version?" Offered Mikasa.
"Short?" Levi arched a brow at her.
"Eren and Jean got beaten up because everyone heard they were dating." Mikasa summed it all up swiftly.
"You dated Jean?" Levi looked at Eren in pure surprise.
"Arg." Eren groaned loudly. "We have rules against talking about this."
It was not a subject Eren liked to revisit often. It really had been one big lonely gay teen mistake.
"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to." Levi told him seriously.
Eren looked into his dark eyes and felt his resistance crumble.
"No. It's fine." Eren leaned back in his chair, preparing to tell a story he hadn't in so long. "So, yeah. I was dating Jean at the time. When I came out everyone knew I was gay. At this point the only other openly gay men in school were Reiner and Berthold and everyone knew Reiner would beat the shit out of anyone who gave them trouble, so they were pretty much every closeted boys idol. Of course Christa, Ymir, Mikasa and Annie were already out by now, but all the stupid homophobs just thought the idea of two chicks was hot. Anyway, Jean comes to me one day because he thinks he's gay and is kinda freaking out because his grandfather is a huge homophob, but he still wants to come out. So, we start with Reiner and Bertold, then other friends and then Jeans family. It got pretty messy what with his grandfather and all but not as bad as we thought it would be. By now the whole school knows we're gay and so everyone just assumes that since we're already friends that we we're also together. With the whole, helping him come out thing, we'd gotten pretty close and kind of just decided that if everyone already thought we were dating, then why not? We were sixteen and bored. Weweren't together for long. Like five, six months I think? It was basically just endless screaming and arguing. We barley got along when we were friends, let alone dating. Then one day we missed the bus home after school because we were fighting about something stupid, so Jean called his dad and we waited at this skate park where a whole bunch of kids from different schools would hang out. Well, someone recognised us, called us fags, blah blah blah. I threw the first punch and then they were like five of them all ganging up on me. Jean thought they were gonna kill me so he jumped in to. It got pretty nasty. Someone called the cops and we ended up in the hospital over night. I had a black eye, busted lip, broken rib and so many bruises, I was more purple then white. Jean didn't look as bad overall, but he had a dislocated shoulder and two broken fingers. We broke up a little while after that."
When Eren stopped talking, everything was silent for a moment.
"What happened to the guys you beat you up?" Levi asked gently, now Eren was sure there was pity in his eyes.
"Oh, uh." Eren looked over at his father.
When it had happened, he didn't care what had really become of them. He was told that he was wouldn't see then ever again and that was enough for him.
"The boy who initiated it got six months in prison for assault and unlawful discrimination." Grisha explained. "The others got a hundred hours community service, but we got together with Jeans parents to make sure a formal restraining order was in place."
"I didn't know there was a restraining order." Said Eren.
"Those bastards should have been locked up forever for what they did to you boys." Carla spoke between gritted teeth. Eren looked over and could see the tears gathered in her eyes.
"They were reluctant to charge minors too harshly." Said Grisha. "You know that."
"Don't worry, mum. It's fine." Eren gave her an encouraging smile. "It's all in the past."
"Your a good boy." She caressed the side of his face tenderly, giving him a watery smile.
"Come on, Eren." His father stood from his seat, just like that the tension was gone. "Everyone else cooked, so we clean."
"Arggg." Eren groaned loudly, but stood and started collecting everyones plates.
--Tuesday To Tuesday--
Levi packed his clothes back into his suitcase neatly. If you compared it to a minute ago when he'd pulled out his pajamas to now, you'd hardly see a difference. He zipped the suitcase shut and leaned it back up against the wall. He was still think about what had happened at dinner. He clenched his fists tightly. The idea that someone had put Eren in the hospital for something as ridiculous and trivial as liking dick over vagina infuriated him. It wasn't something that he'd personally experience, being as intimidating as he was. He walked back over to the bookcase, where the photo of Eren and his friends on a shed roof was framed.
He's only fifteen in this picture, Levi remembered, and he was sixteen when he date Jean. He would probably have still looked the same only a year later.
Levi couldn't imagine beating up two kids that looked like that. Eren with his braces and big innocent eyes, Jean with his chubby cheeks and stupid dye job. They looked so young and wholesome. It just made him madder so he turned away.
Then there was the fact that he had actually dated Horse Face to ponder on. He'd never have guessed it for a second given that he witness Eren attempt to suffocate him with a plastic bag recently. Not to mention Jean had created an entire video series purely to mock Eren.
They probably had alot of hate sex, thought Levi which he immediately regretted.
Thinking about two kids banging was not on his agenda for anytime ever. Besides, just because they dated, doesn't mean they ever had sex. Levi personally didn't lose his virginity until he was college, but then again, kids were getting freaky at younger ages these days...
Levi shook his head forcefully and sat down on the edge of Erens bed. Then it hit him. ERENS BED. He was going to be sleeping inches from Eren for the next two nights. He hadn't lingered on it when Carla had announced that the guest bedroom was currently under renovations. Honestly he'd been preoccupied with the fucking look on Erens face. The poor brat look completely terrified at the thought of sharing a bed, he'd almost laughed.
A knock at the door caught his attention.
"Levi?" Eren called though the door.
"Come in." Levi rolled his eyes.
Why is he knocking on his own bedroom door?
The door opened slowly and Eren maneuvered his way inside with a hand clapped over his eyes.
"Not looking." He said. "Not looking."
"I'm not naked, idiot."
"Oh." Eren dropped his hand.
"Why would I tell you to come in if I was naked?"
"I... didn't think that through..." Said Eren.
"Yeah, no shit."
Eren shut the door behind him. He clearly didn't understand how to dry himself off properly after a shower because there was still visible droplets of water falling from his hair, and his black clung to shirt in wet spots. Then Levi saw what was actually on the shirt.
"Is that...the triangle guy from the cartoon?"
Eren glanced down at the shirt like it was someone else who dressed him.
"Yeah, it is." Eren confirmed.
Levi tried to not look further then the shirt. The shorts Eren was wearing weren't particularly tight, but they were certainly short. That was definitely the most of Erens legs he'd ever seen. What Eren was wearing almost made him feel over dressed in his sweat pants and baggy tank top.
He watched Eren slump into the desk chair and pull open the top draw.
"Is it still...?" He rummaged though the contents. "Ah."
Eren pulled out a red plastic walkie talkie.
"What are you doing?"
"Shh." Eren raised a finger to his lips and shushed him. He held the button on the side of device down and spoke into it with a deep stereotypical military man voice. "Come in Red. This is Rouge, over."
Levi arched a brow at him, hunched over his desk, hand over one side of his mouth as if in hiding.
"This is Rouge, do you copy Red, over?"
Levi was in the process of rolling his eyes when a voice crackled back over the plastic radio.
"This is Red, over."
The voice was barley distinguishable from across the room but he could only think of one person or could be.
"What is your position, over?" Eren asked.
"Across the river, over."
"Is that your sister?" Levi asked incredulously.
Eren hushed him again and held the walkie back up to his mouth.
"Hold position. We'll reconvene in the mess hall at o'eight hundred hours, over."
"Affirmative, over."
"Night Red, over and out."
"Good night, over and out."
Eren released the button and put the walkie talkie back in the draw. Then he spun around on the chair to face Levi.
"So." He said casually. "What ya doin?"
"What the fuck did I just see two twenty year olds engage in?"
"We were talking."
"Yes, that I gather." Levi scoffed. "I mean, why?"
"Old habit." Eren shrugged. "When Mikasa first moved in she was having really bad nightmares every night. You know. Because of the trauma of having your parents killed infront of you. So, we used to talk to each other until she said 'over and out', which for us meant she was going to sleep."
Levi wasn't sure how to respond to that. He'd just ridiculed Eren for doing one of the most sickeningly sweet things he'd ever seen. He could practically feel Erwins need to kick him.
"Well, now I feel like an ass." Levi frowned.
"It's cool." Eren laughed heartily at Levi's words. "So, ah, are you ready for bed?"
"Sure." Said Levi. Eren stood up and approached the bed nervously. "What?"
"Can you sleep on the wall side?" Eren asked meekly. "I always sleep on the open side."
"No problem, brat." Levi bit down a smile and moved over against the head board on the wall side of the bed.
Then Eren climbed on to his desired side, lifting the blanket and slipping beneanth it.
"Aren't you going to turn the lights off?" Levis brow creased. Erenseyes lit up, he clapped his hands together twice and the ceiling light flicked off. "Your fucking kidding me. A clapper light?"
"What? It's cool." Eren insisted seriously.
"Your such a dork."
"A dork who managed to get you into bed." Eren gave him a feral grin in the dark.
Why was that sexy? Levi asked himself. WHY was that SEXY?
"And I'm about to kick you out." Levi retorted swiftly, then he caught sight of Erens eyes reflecting the moon light that came in from the window beside the bed. It immediately reminded him of that night, hidden amongst the trees in his back yard. Amidst the fogginess that he could recall from that night, what he could remember clearly was him and Eren. His eyes flickering down to his lips and suddenly wished he hadn't.
"Well, uh, good night." Eren muttered awkwardly, worming his way down into the sheets, laying on his side facing away from Levi. He did the same, laying on his back.
Get some self control, he scolded himself and then proceeded to lay there staring up at the moon light cast on the ceiling for the next ten minutes. In that time Erens body heat infected the blankets, making one side of Levi cold in comparison to the other.
"Levi?" Eren whispered.
"Hmm?"
"You asleep?"
"Yes."
Eren twisted into his other side to face him.
"What was it like when you were growing up?"
Levi was initially taken aback by the question.
"That's not random at all."
"Sorry." Eren bit his bottom lip and Levi felt like he'd done something wrong.
"It's fine." Said Levi. His childhood was far from his favourite subject but he heard himself asking; "What did you want to know?"
Eren instantly perked up again and a strange sense of achievement bloomed in Levis chest.
"What's your mother like?"
"She's beautiful." Levi replied with out thinking. "Inside and out."
"Does she look like you?"
Levi had to pause on that for a moment. Relatives had told him such and even Erwin.
"I have been told that." He said.
"Then I'm sure she's stunning." Eren answered, smiling lightly but completely serious.
In the darkness, Levi knew he was blushing. Either that or the raw warmth of Erens body heat was making him feverish. He was suddenly grateful that he was sleeping facing away from the moonlight.
"What else is she like?" Asked Eren, he was practically whispering as if they were two kids up past there bed time. "Other then beautiful, I mean."
"She's really strong." Said Levi. "She's had a pretty shitty go at life but she's always optimistic. She always made sure I was safe and cared for no matter what she had to do."
"She sounds great."
"She is." Levi chuckled lowly. "But she does remind me if your mother a bit. Maybe not as high strung, but just as straight forward. And she had a wild temper if you were stupid enough to test her."
"Do you...know anything about your dad?" Eren asked carefully, little Levi would break if he raised his voice to his normal speaking volume.
"Not really. My mother never talks about him." Levi said indifferently. Having no father had honestly never bothered him, he was hardly the only child in the world with one parent. "My great aunt said his name was Michael and that he was a complete dead beat, but other then that, nothing."
"You have a great aunt?"
"Her name's Kathryn, that's who my mother is living with."
"In France."
"Yes, in France."
"That's so damn cool."
"Is it?"
"You must love it there." Eren insisted. "I mean, all the art and stuff. Have you ever been to the Louvre?"
"Twice." He replied. "My mother loves it."
"See what I mean? So cool."
"Right." Levi rolled his eyes.
"Does your mother get to go there much?"
"Not as much as she'd like." Levi admitted. "She's always had poor health so she doesn't get to go out as much as wants to."
"Oh, that's too bad." Eren seemed genuinely upset to hear this.
"She makes the most of it when she can go though." Levi said a little to quickly. "As if we'd be able to stop her."
"Does she have to translate everything for you when you visit?"
"I never said I couldn't speak french." Levi smirked lightly.
"But I asked if you could and you said-"
"I never said I couldn't speak french." Levi pressed on. "I was pointing out that just because I have a french heritage doesn't mean I can naturally speak the language. Not that I expected you to actually be able to speak German."
Levi had been genuinely surprised when Eren had opened his mouth and another language had come out. And he wasn't faking it either, seeing how is father and sister could both understand what he said.
Eren grinned proudly at the mention of his second language.
"So, can you actually speak french then?" He asked.
"Enough to make conversation." Levi shrugged. "Ask for directions, order off a menu, that kind of thing."
"You seriously just keep getting hotter and hotter."
Levi shot Eren an odd look.
"Ah, I mean..."
In the moonlight Levi could see his faint blush.
"I suppose your pretty hot yourself." Levi replied casually.
"W-what?" Eren turned bright red and burried his face in his hands.
"You started it." Levi said flatly.
"That's not fair!" Eren whined. "You have a sexy voice!"
"I have a what?" Levi frowned at him.
Levi had most certainly never considered his voice to be attractive before. Maybe he'd ask Petra. Hanji and Erwin would just tease him for it.
"I'm just going to stop talking now." Eren grumbled miserably, his hands still covering his face in shame.
It was cute. Really cute. The kind of cute that made Levi feel the need to take a cold shower. But he also felt robbed almost. He wanted to see Erens face, that cherry red blush somehow so bright on his soft tanned skin. As if on a reflex his hand shot out. He grabbed one of Erens wrists, wrenching it away from his face.
He immediately froze.
What the fuck is wrong with you! Levi screamed at himself.
"L-levi?" Eren looked over at him apprehensively, big glimmering eyes scanning his face as if trying to read his mind.
Fucking do something! The inside of Levi's brain raged at him.
He saw Eren visibly shift closer towards him. He still didn't move. He noticed Erens eyes flicker down to his lips. He stayed right where he was. And even when Eren leaned in the rest of the way to make there lips meet, he didn't move.
Levi's grip on Erens wrist loosened. Eren took that chance to intertwine there fingers and pull there joined hands against his chest. His lips moved gently over Levis, bold enough to add a little pressure, but not enough to try and pry Levis lips open. Then it was as if Levi woke up from a dream and realized it was his reality. He kissed Eren back, nipping at his bottom lip the way he saw Eren do so often. Erens lips were slightly chapped but it did nothing to halt Levis sudden hunger. He sucked Erens bottom lip into his mouth and felt the vibrations of Erens throaty groan. He raised his other hand to caress Erens adams apple to feel the rumble from its core. Eren opened his mouth for him and Levi immediately went in deeper. He felt, what took him a moment to realise was Erens leg wrapping around his own. He pulled back from the kiss. Eren audibly gasped, sucking in a breath.
"We shouldn't let it go too far." Levi panted, he didn't know how much breath Eren had taken from him.
Eren looked hurt. Hurt and confused. But he didn't argue and that made Levi feel even worse. Erens leg retreated back on to his side and he rolled on to his back.
Well fucking done Levi.
"...Sorry." Levi said softly, he wasn't sure what else to say.
"It's not a big deal." Eren replied, his voice barley a whisper as if speaking quitely wound mask the pain in his voice.
Eren rolled back on to his side, facing away from Levi.
I'm so fucking stupid, Levi cursed himself. No one was supposed to get hurt in this.
"Hey, Levi?" Eren spoke up again, still in that whisper.
"Yes?"
"You never told me your mothers name."
"Kuchel." Levi replied, his voice also drifting into a whisper. "Her name's Kuchel."
So fucking stupid.
Song doesn't belong to me! All rights go to Filmcow!
Also, I used Google Translate for the German, which we all know is shitty at the best of times. So, if anyone actually knows German and spots some errors feel free to tell me so I can correct them!
Dialogue in German-
-"Verneige mich vor mir Sterblichen"; Bow before me mortal.
-"Gib mir eine pause, alter mann"; Give me a break, old man.
-"Ich denke du brauchst mehr lektionen"; I think you need more lessons.
-"Schlampe, Arsch, f-"; Bitch, ass, f-.
-"Es tut uns leid"; Sorry.