I m not even in the mood to make myself a decent breakfast so I just drink some milk - cold ... Maybe that will help loosen up my nerves- and just head off to the kitchen .
Erwin has always been the one to make breakfast - and lunch ... Well, Lunch And dinner -He is the caring type after all : always making sure I ate well- i always wonder how he manages to cook with only one arm... His LEFT arm... But it's Erwin we're talking about so ... He'd let me use the bathroom first, insist on kissing, not caring about morning breath( that's more the cheesy type ... Well he IS cheesy ) , ignoring my endless complains about how disgusting it was. He wasn't very organized but he always made sure to clean up his messes, not wanting to trigger one of my cleaning-rampages .
When we watched TV he would always sit on my right side drape his arm around me, shielding me from the cold or take my feet onto his lap and massage them all night long. He would take the remote, not even asking what I wanted to watch and just choose something he and I both knew I'd like - I really don't know if he wanted me to watch something I liked or if we just liked the same stuff -
I know how we started either... One moment we were checking each other out - Completely oblivious to how people around us were staring - then he came on to me, flirting in that ridiculously awfully cheesy way of his ... And of course I didn't say no ... Say no to those eyes, so earnest, to that demeanor of his ... (Sigh)
Took us a long time to get used to each other though... No. took ME some time to get used to having HIM around...Relationships aren't exactly my forte. I like having my space. And I used to think no one should be allowed in... "USED to" that is.
He was the one who fucking initiated this whole thing! I just let him in, not that it recquired much effort, but as I said, I was no good around people,I am STILL no good around people, that didn't change much... It's just that ... Having him around didn't feel that bad ...
That big oaf would smile at me in such a way that even I - as permanently-scowling as I am - would smile back at him... And then he'd smile even wider, making my insides twinge.
Erwin even had that habit of looking at me and just drifting off. It pissed me off ! I was usually talking to him expecting an answer when that happened, but he looked so smitten then, that it made the naturally rude part of it endearing. I swear that even happened more often these last few days... Shit! I used to seek reassurances of his love in his eyes at those times...And then he goes and breaks up ... Fuck! I wasn't prepared for that!
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Sorry such a short chapter again, no explanations... I m really sorry. But seing Erwin the way Levi sees him in this fic is essential, so...