CHAPTER 8

So it had been 3 weeks, and it had all been perfect. We had been together for most of the days, since it was still summer vacation, so none of us had school to worry about. It was only the days when Levi was at his part time work, that we spent time apart. This was actually nice, since both of us kinda needed af break sometimes, even though none of us wanted to admit it. It was nice to swim to the top sometimes to get air, before diving into the sea again.

To my surprise, Levi had wanted to do all sorts of things. We had gone to the park, the beach and to restuarants. Levi's explanation had been that he wanted to go into the public with me, because of the fact that we couldn't before. That had been the worst part about our past, that our age difference had been too great back then. But now it wasn't showing as clearly as before, and since we finally had the opportunities now, Levi didn't want to waste them.

I fully enjoyed the thought that Levi wasn't embarrassed about our relationship though. There were a lot of people out there who still judged heavily on gay couples, and that made a lot of gays afraid of stepping forward. But Levi didn't seem to care at all. He grabbed my hand whenever the situation allowed him to – which meant almost all the time.

I was actually the one who just wanted to relax at home. I liked snuggling beside Levi while watching a movie, or playing a game on my phone while waiting for Levi to pancakes for us in the morning.

This, of course, had given me the proud title of 'Lazy Ass' by Levi, put I really didn't mind at all. At the very least, I just thought it was funny. Levi was the older one, yet he was the one who wanted to drag my ass around town all day long, when it should probably be completely the opposite.

One night we had gotten home late from a long walk in the warm evening's summer weather, and too exhausted to do anything else that night, we quickly went to bed. I had texted Mikasa that I wouldn't be home until the next day, and then turning my attention to the man beside me.

"My feet is killing me," I sighed, before crawling closer to the older man's naked body. We had only a sheet on top of us because of the heat, but we had opened the big window to get some cold air, making me shiver a bit since I had the part of the bed that was closest to the window. That caused me to press my body against his, to heat me up again.

"Mine too," He mumbled, letting his hand slide through my hair. "Ugh, your hair is so messy, you need to take a bath,"

"Do it with me," I whispered tired, burying my face into his neck.

He chuckled lightly, letting his hand slide down to caress the back of my head.

"I'm already clean, it's not my fault that you didn't shower this morning,"

I raised my eyebrows, leaning back to look him in the eyes.

"Are you calling me dirty?"

This made him laugh out loud, before leaning in to kiss me.

"Mmmh, you said it, not me," He said in a teasing tone, putting an arm around my waist to press my body further against his. "Shit, you're hot,"

"Thank you," I grinned, resting my head on my pillow to be able to look up at him.

"Relax, brat, I was talking about your body temperature," He laughed, turning our bodies so his upper body was hovering over mine.

"But yeah, you're hot as well, I guess,"

"You guess?!" I laughed, trying to sound offended while wrapping my arms under his, and then around his shoulders.

"Oh, don't be so dramatic," He mumbled, smiling, before leaning down to kiss me.

"I'm not, it's not my fault that my boyfriend is so mean to me!"

Levi had a baffled expression in his face for only a second, before smiling again.

"Yeah, but that's because, as your boyfriend, I'm the only one who's allowed to,"

He pressed his lips against mine again, a clear intention of wanting to stop the conversation. I returned it eagerly, enjoying the feeling of his soft, small lips against mine.

It builded up slowly, making it more passionate than our other kisses. I could feel how he wanted to do more, his hands moving all around my body, how he was anticipating something to happen.

I could feel my body tense up, but I wasn't able to stop anyway. My lower body reacted to his, and I moaned lowly into his mouth. He moved his head to coax my mouth open so he could press his tongue in, and I welcomed it.

Well, my body did. My brain was still trying to find an escape route, wanting me to stop it. But I didn't want to reject him again, and my body wanted his so badly. So why was I so afraid?

"Rivaille! I just came home, and – "

She hadn't even knocked, almost just throwing her body through the door.

I pushed Levi down from me to sit up, my face flustered with a warm, red colour.

"H-Hanji, good evening," I stuttered, clearly embarrassed from the situation that been revealing a bit too much of both of us. I pulled the sheet up to my chest, and looked at the woman, who was clearly not trying to hide her grinning face.

"Oh shit, I didn't know you were here, Eren! Well, I'm sorry to disturb you guys,"

Levi let out an irritated groan, lifting himself up with his elbows.

"You knew perfectly well that he would be here, his shoes and jacket are out in the entrance," Hanji just answered with a shrug, still smirking. "Now please, before I'll have to kick you out myself,"

She backed away, holding her hands up in the air as a joke.

"Fine fine, I'll go. I just wanted to be polite and say goodnight, but fineeeeee! If that's what you want, then – " She closed the door after her, but we could still hear her muffled voice for a few extra seconds.

I breathed heavily, trying not to focus on Levi, whose eyes were staring at me.

Waiting for me.

I tried swallow the lump in my throat when I lay back down on my back, staring up in the ceiling.

Even though Hanji had ruined the moment completely – and thank god for that – the athmosphere in the room was returning slowly, giving permission to continue. I could feel his hand on my waist again, sliding over it to get to my underpants, I quickly grabbed it to stop it from going any further. My fingers intertwined with his, and he let me.

I looked at him, trying to hold a blank expression on my face.
"I'm really tired. Can we just sleep?" I mumbled, sending him an apologetic smile.

"Sure … Sleep well then," He said, trying to hide the disappointment in his voice. He kissed the back of my hand, and I closed my eyes, wanting to escape reality as fast as possible.

"I don't think I heard you the first time,"

Hanji looked at me with a look that I couldn't quite understand what meant. I let out an annoyed sigh, rolling my eyes.
"I think he is avoiding me,"

She finished making her tea, so she could finally go sit beside me on the couch.

"How could he be doing that, exactly? You've been together for almost every day the last month? How is that avoiding?"

Even more annoyed, I hit her on her shoulder, making her cringe.

"Ow!"

"He is avoiding me. The whole last week, he refused to sleep in my bed. He always insisted on going home. And it was right after that incident where you came into our room. When I ask him about it, he just says that Mikasa misses him, but … There's something with his eyes, when he says it. They always flicker a bit, when his lying. Clearly, he's avoiding me!"

Frustrated with the situation, I grabbed tighter around my mug of hot tea. My knuckles got a white colour, and my palms' temperature were increasing quickly.

"Maybe you're just spending too much time with him. Sometimes, you just need a little break, or it can become miserable to be with one single person too much everyday,"

That made so much sense, but I couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. Everytime I was trying to make a move on him, he let me, but only for a few minutes before pushing me away. We never got any further than kissing and cuddling.

I was starting to grow tired it. Not to get me wrong, I loved doing those things with Eren. But I wanted to be with him, completely, in every way possible. And he was avoiding that, and I had no idea why.

"Maybe he is a virgin?" I blurted out, immidiately regretting saying it out loud.

Hanji looked thoughtful out in the air, seriously considering it.

"Well … When I came into your room last week, weren't you already … Going at it?" She was grinning, looking smug. Apparently she was more than satisfied with her little stunt.

"We were about to, but after you left, he wanted to sleep. Too tired, he said," I mumbled, and I couldn't help but feeling embarrassed that I was actually having a problem like this. Didn't Eren find me attractive?

No, that couldn't be it. He had showed clearly, many times before, that he was into me. It just didn't go further than that.

So maybe he was a virgin. It wasn't as bad as I had imagined, actually I didn't mind at all. It just meant being more gentle with him, and it would take its time. But if it was really that, then he didn't have to worry. Then the thought of being intimate with Eren was still a possibility. I just had to take it slow with the boy.

Surely, I could do even better than that.

I've started on a new Levi x Eren story, after getting really inspired, so I probably won't be able to write as much on this as I had planned. I'm sorry! I'll make it up to you by writing the next chapter twice as long as the others! So review/PM me if there's anything special that you want me to focus on. More of their back ground story? A fight/discussion? Should I bring in some other characters, like Jean or Armin or Erwin? Let me know!

Have a nice weekend, you lovely people xoxo