The next morning, Levi found himself with one arm around his waist and feeling Eren's face in the crook of his neck. A small groan escaped his mouth as he shifted positions a little, effectively waking Eren up and hearing a small noise of confusing escape from him.

"Wh- How the hell…" Eren said, untangling himself from Levi. He only wore a shirt and an old pair of pajama pants, while Levi wore his briefs and a rather large shirt over his small frame.

"I think we crashed after…" Levi sat up, regretting the feeling in his mouth. He stretched his arms outwards, sighing. Both teens exited from the bed, not making eye contact or speaking much. Eren was trying to look for something to say, really, he was, but the images of him and Levi breathless under each other's touches wouldn't stop playing.

"We can't keep playing this game."

Levi whipped around at the sound of Eren's voice. "There is no game."

"Okay, so what are we now? Not boyfriends, that's for sure," Eren crossed his arms. A hint of anger showed in Levi's eyes as he clenched his fists.

"I said drop it, Eren. It's a one-time thing," Those words slipped from his mouth, and he wanted to punch himself.

"A one-time thing? One-time fucking thing? I just fucked on of my best friends, how could I possibly drop this?!"

"Oh my God, you're just fucking whining. Stop acted like you haven't had a casual fuck before, and besides, it was only a hand job!" Levi shouted, turning Eren to face him. This was ridiculous.

Eren looked angry, biting down and looking Levi in the eyes. Before he could really process his actions, Eren's hand had already whipped across Levi's cheek. What seemed like forever, yet was only a few seconds, Levi turns to see Eren's hand completely flat.

He just backhanded him.

Levi's first instinct was to tackle Eren, so that's exactly what happened. He launched forward, shoving the taller of the two against the wall and pinning him there. He fought back though, ducking when Levi went in for a punch and elbowing him in the stomach. He lurched over a bit so Eren ended up punching him in the face, effectively causing a nosebleed. While stunned, he jolted upwards and hit the wall again, hearing a picture frame fall down and shatter. Levi quickly saw this as an opportunity, flipping positions and throwing Eren down on the ground, straddling him and punching him in the eye.

Levi couldn't take that shit anymore.

He wasn't going to put up with it.

"Fucking, stop Levi! That's enough! Enough!" Eren screamed as he grabbed Levi's fist, trying to hold it away. He was pretty sure Levi bruised the left eye, and probably busted a lip. He relaxed a little, standing up and letting Eren scramble away.

"Get the fuck out my house," Levi was staring at the ground, nose dripping blood.

"Maybe I fucking will," he grabbed any of his belongings, walking out of Levi's room with a pissed off pace. The last thing Levi heard was the door slamming, after his eyes trailed over to see what picture frame had fallen down. He didn't bother grabbing anything to stop the bleeding; he just looked down and cringed.

On the ground lay a picture of Levi and Eren, during freshman year. He'd broken his leg, so as a joke Eren would carry him all around school to avoid going up the stairs or having to use elevators. Hanji snapped a picture of the two when Levi was looking down and smiling while Eren held on to him tightly. Both teenagers looked genuinely happy with the situation.

Levi hadn't realized it, but blood began to drip down on to the broken glass, as well as tears. He didn't even realize he was crying. But, he slowly reached for the towl he'd used to dry off from the shower last night, reaching over and holding it to his nose. One cough later, and Levi was down on his knees in a sobbing mess.

Right next door, Eren walked up to the front porch of Hanji's house, but she had opened it before he had the chance to knock.

"Levi's window is always open, I could hear your screaming," She leaned against the door frame to reveal Petra and Erwin sitting on the couch with a bowl of popcorn and a few sodas. Her face was stern, it was obvious she was disappointed.

"I-" Eren looked down, stepping inside and letting Hanji shut the door. He removed his shoes, and Erwin gave a look at him.

"You need an ice pack," He stood up, leaving the room to head over to the kitchen. Eren slowly nodded and went to go sit on the recliner, sinking into it slowly.

"So, what did you and Levi exactly do?" Petra gave a worried look, raising an eyebrow. Hanji went to put on her shoes to go check on Levi, considering she'd have to be the one consulting him. Eren glanced over, giving a small shrug.

"Uh, nothing much. I mean, it was enough for both of us to snap and—yeah, it's just…difficult," He chuckled bitterly, taking the pack of frozen peas offered by Erwin. Mikasa certainly was not going to be happy when he got home.

"Well, if you need anything, I'm here for you, and so is Erwin," She leaned back into the couch turning up the volume on the TV. Eren rested his head back, staring at the ceiling.

Hanji hoisted herself upwards, scaling the fence and upwards to Levi's window, effectively crawling in and seeing Levi sitting on the ground with his iPod playing. She closed the window quietly, taking off her shoes and walking over to her friend. He didn't bother glancing over, he knew by the footsteps and the carefulness it'd be his usually energetic friend.

"Levi?" She softly said, crouching next to him. He kept staring at the picture, and the white towel he'd used earlier had blood smudges all over it.

"Levi, let me at least put you on your bed and clean up," She held on to his shoulders, forcing him to look her in the eye.

"I'm fine, Hanji," he muttered, staggering upwards. There's no sense in wallowing in self-pity.

"You're not fine. It's ok to be hurt, really. It's just me," she crossed her arms, huffing.

"But that's the thing. There's no point in being hurt, because he'll be over this in a day or two, and we'll be back to normal. It's happened once before, it'll happen again."

Hanji stared at Levi, who had blossoming bruises covering his arms and a nose that looked pretty bruised. His lip was busted open, and she couldn't stand the sight of it. She wouldn't even get an answer over who started it, either.

"Then shut up and let's clean up, and I'll make you a late lunch," She picked up the towel, ignoring the blood.

Eren had dozed off, then snapped back awake to Hanji entering from her front door. She looked a little annoyed, but overall a bit fed up with the entire ordeal. Erwin took that as cue to drag Petra off to the kitchen, saying they'd make more snacks and figure out what other movies they could watch. When they left, Hanji sat right in front of Eren.

"Who started it?"

Oh God. Oh God, Eren thought. The events replayed in his mind, and he sucked in a breath. Eren had physically hurt Levi, and didn't even give a second thought to it.

"I did."

"Why the—" She rolled her eyes, clicking her tongue. "You have learned the only people who are able to match Levi when it comes to fighting know not to trifle with him. Why the hell would you do that? You've never been physical before!"

Eren felt as though a lecture from his mother would be better right now, and he turned away. Hanji growled a little, throwing her hands up.

"Are you that willing to let everything go? Do you just not see a thing? Seriously, if you hadn't stopped him, we'd probably need to take you to the ER for a broken arm. How do you even snap that nerve?!" She yelled, making erratic gestures.

"Well excuse me for finding things awkward after I gave him a hand job last night!" He snapped back, clenching his fists.

"I—what? You did?" She just looked confused now. Was that seriously all this was about?

"He said it was a one-time thing. Just to drop it, but honestly, I would if I could. That's not something you can just drop."

She blinked, once, twice, then stood up. "So you…"

"I back handed him. I was angry because he was avoiding the subject."

"Oh my God, Eren," she muttered, rolling her eyes. "Just, you can stay here for the day, but call Mikasa and check in with her and Carla. I have extra clothes for you somewhere, so please just go shower and change. You smell like weed."

Eren nodded, complying and standing up. His head rushed, and he groaned. Levi could really pack a punch, because Eren had a throbbing headache. He'd take some Advil when his shower was over.

Hanji stepped over into the kitchen, finding Erwin and Petra just standing there making popcorn. They gave a questioning glance as she sighed and began to pin her hair back up in its usual style.

"Well?" Petra asked.

"Those two really need to learn how to handle themselves without being aggressive."