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Breakfast At Tiffany's

Chapter 6

Erwin snaked an arm under Anya's body, lifting her up into his arms with little effort at all as he carried her through the lobby bridal style. Anya, still flushed and dazed from their kiss didn't protest. The whole car ride home Anya was silent, her nails tapping her leg the only thing keeping her sane. Despite the awkwardness lingering in the air around them, mainly radiating from Anya herself, she was warm. In fact, she was immensely warm as she snuggled down in the passenger seat, her eyelids riding low and just getting heavier as she listened to the emptiness around her.

"Well… what do you want to do now?" Erwin suddenly asked, his even tone filling the void.

The woman simply shrugged, content with just the security of being with the man. Anya hadn't felt so at ease in a man's presence in so long it left her terrified, though she was sure Erwin meant her no harm.

"Well, since we left the gala early how about we head back to my place? I can cook us something small to eat or order some take out, or we can pick something up along the way. And I have this movie I rented I've been meaning to watch, we could watch it together." When Anya didn't say anything right away he quickly continued. "O-or we can do something else…"

"No, we can do that." The woman replied eventually, sparing him a small, amused grin.

Erwin gave an inward smile as he hopped onto the only freeway in town, making his way home.

Having decided to pick something up along the way, Erwin filled the rest of the ride to his abode with small talk. Most of which centered around some of the people Anya had met at the gala, whom aside from Reiner, were major sponsors of the popular magazine and had been since before he took it over, after his father's passing.

Anya could barely contain her awe as they pulled up into the long, curving driveway that led up to Erwin's home. She knew the man lived well and had an expensive taste, but that hadn't been what she was expecting. The large home was a breath taking sight, so she could only imagine what it looked like during the day.

It was one of those homes college students went to school for years to be able to live in. A home she once saw herself living in before life itself nearly killed her bringing her back to reality. And the inside was just was exquisite.

"Sorry if it's a bit flashy." Erwin said as he pushed the front door open, signaling for her to enter first.

"It's beautiful," Anya gaped, much to her own dismay.

Erwin chuckled lightly at her reaction, locking up behind them. "Would you like something to change into?" He offered, preoccupied with removing his jacket.

"Do you have anything?" Anya countered with a grin.

"I should somewhere around here…" Erwin murmured, more or less to himself, as he walked away for a moment. And when the man returned, some time afterwards, he had too changed into something comfortable. "My sister is a bit taller than you so the pants might be a bit large, though I am sure the shirt is around the same size."

Anya took the clothes offered to her, "You have a sister?" She asked.

"Yes, Hanji. She's an odd one, always traveling the world and getting into trouble. She's a field scientist so she's rarely home. And when she is in town," Erwin chuckled. "She comes here and tears my house apart."

Erwin pointed to a picture of his sibling on one of the end tables that decorated the living room. She stood tall, like her brother, though she looked nothing like Erwin. The woman had dark chestnut hair and chocolate eyes behind thin rimmed glasses. In that particular photo she was beside her brother, whom stood beside an unidentified male whose name and association Erwin didn't reveal.

"She's pretty," Anya nodded.

And she was.

"Just don't let her hear you say that," Erwin chuckled. "Once she hears that, she goes on this rant about genetics and all this other psycho babble and then she never shuts up."

"You two sound really close."

"We are, are you close with your brother?"

"I am," Anya nodded. "Our mom skipped out when we were kids and with our dad working all the time he looked up to me. When I left town I had to beg him not to come with me. And my sister...well..."

"You have a sister?" This he didn't know.

"I do... she's not really that close with us, if you know what I mean. Our mom had her from a previous marriage, so when she left she took Emma with her. She of course keeps in touch with Blaine, daddy, and I, but we don't really see her unless its a holiday." Anya explained.

"How did you tell Your dad and brother about your ex?" Erwin dared to ask.

Anya shrugged quietly for a moment. "Him and my dad don't know… I lied and told them I was in a car accident."

"But why?"

"Because my dad can lose his license to be a lawyer and I don't want to have to bail my brother out of jail. He can't become a doctor if he has a record."

"Ah." Erwin nodded. "Well, go ahead and change. I'll get the movie started."

…

Soft.

Extra soft.

Warm.

A bed?

Yes. That had to be a bed. But the last thing she remembered was being on Erwin's couch, trying to get through the god awful movie he had rented and him hogging all the popcorn. Anya didn't remember falling asleep, and she sure as hell didn't remember getting into his bed. She was afraid to open her eyes, who knew what she would find on the other side of her lids. But Anya did it anyway.

Darkness.

Just darkness and the constant ticking of a clock on one of the walls greeted her. Anya was compelled to sit up, feeling around and finding nothing besides pillows varying in size. But as she ventured to the other side of the large bed, she found there was something (Which she figured was Erwin) large sleeping right next to her. Anya climbed from the bed, feeling her way around the dark room for some sort of light source. And what did that get her? A head full of wall and a face full of floor.

"God.. what are you doing? Trying to kill yourself?"

A light came on and once she looked up from the hardwood floor, saw Erwin.

'Someone just fucking shoot me!'

"I was just… what the hell am I doing in here?!" Anya asked jumping to her feet.

Anya noticed Erwin slept fully clothed, in something far less extravagant than what she normally saw him in- much to her surprise. His face contorted in annoyance from being woken before the sun was up, his normally neat hair askew from sleep.

"This is hell… I've died and now I'm in hell. That has to be the only reason for me to actually be here!" Anya said, apparently loud enough for him to hear.

"Or you could've fallen asleep on my couch and I didn't want your drool all over my furniture so I brought you to my room for a decent night's rest." The man clarified. Erwin noticed the obvious distress the whole situation caused the woman suddenly and sighed. "Look, nothing happened alright? We were sleeping, nothing more, nothing less. I'm sorry if I made things uncomfortable for you."

"No… no… you're fine… I'm the one that should be sorry." Her hands continued to tremble.

Anxiety and paranoia was going to be the death of her.

Erwin noticed the pale scar along her neckline, and one mimicking it (though much smaller) snaking down her inner thigh. "Jesus… what did he do to you?"

Having not heard what the man said, and for the better, Anya apologized once more before slowly made her way back to the bed. Not wanting to cause anymore problems for the man, she climbed back into bed next to him. Anya sighed as she tried to clear her thoughts, Erwin's light snoring mixing with the ticking clock on the wall. Both sounds filling the room and bouncing off the walls. Eventually Anya drifted back to sleep, her mind blank and thought free.

When Anya came to the next day she woke up to a large bed and an empty room alone. She had to blink her eyes a few times to make sure she wasn't still dreaming, Erwin had actually left her alone… in his bed room. It wasn't as bad as she thought, oh quite the contrary. She slid from under his Egyptian cotton sheets, stretched, and trotted into his master bathroom to pee. She looked around, not the least bit surprised to find even the personal contents was organized.

The man loved order.

"Oh, I see you're awake." Blythe said as he greeted Anya as she left the bathroom.

"Yeah… good morning." Anya replied, her cheeks slightly pink.

"Hope you didn't mind that I left while you were sleeping." Erwin said as he held up coffee and donuts. "I didn't really have anything to cook for breakfast that would be enough for the both of us, I normally eat alone. I brought enough just in case you wanted some too."

"You didn't have to do this… how much do I owe you?" She asked.

"Nothing at all," Replied Erwin, flashing her a smile that was just as beautiful as the rest of him. "What kind of boyfriend would I be if I allowed you to pay me back for everything?"

"Boyfriend? Whose?" Anya asked, brows furrowing.

"Yours." Erwin chuckled.

"W-what? Since w-when?" The woman stammered. Anya wasn't sure if she was ready to go down that road again.

"Since last night." He said, almost teasingly. Erwin pinned his lips against hers without warning, his large hands resting at the small of her back.

"You're a horrible person," Anya grumbled as she pulled away, turning to hide the blush creeping into her cheeks.

"Really? I hadn't noticed." Replied Erwin with a smirk.