A/N: I meant to upload this yesterday, but I got distracted by a NezuShi fic and didn't finish the chapter. Oops!

Eren felt the couch dip to the left as Levi sat down beside him. Right beside him. Eren tried to ignore the warmth radiating from the older man as he pulled his hand away from Kyojin, trying not to get scratched.

"Oi, brat." Levi said, monotone. Eren turned his head and pulled back in shock. Levi's face was inches away from his. Eren felt a blush rise on his cheeks as he tried to scoot away, his head hitting the arm of the couch. Levi leaned over, his face now centimeters from Eren's. He closed the distance between them.

Eren stilled beneath Levi as their lips touched. What was happening? What was he supposed to do? He tried to turn his head, but Levi wrapped a hand around the back of Eren's head, pulling him closer. His other arm supported him. He leaned in, trying to deepen the kiss, but Eren was still frozen. Why the hell wasn't the brat reacting?!

Eren's mind was whirling. Why was Levi kissing him again? He didn't know how to kiss. He was pretty sure his lips were chapped, too. That couldn't feel good compared to Levi's soft lips. Should he wrap his arm around Levi? They felt awkward at his sides, one of them pressed against the back of the couch. He felt something wet probe at his lips and snapped back into reality. Roughly, he pushed Levi away. Or, he tried to push Levi away. His arms were weak. It broke the kiss, anyway. Levi stopped and pulled up, mostly for air. Eren's face was bright red. He smirked.

Just then, the door opened and Irwin and Hanji walked in. Eren immediately realized what position they were in. Levi on top of him, Eren's face beet red, Levi's face with a slight blush...

Hanji squealed. Levi got up, running his hands through his hair. Eren tried to compose himself, and found that he couldn't look Levi in the eye. Hanji was jumping up and down, squealing and talking excitedly to Levi, who had an exceptionally irritated expression. Irwin looked from Levi to Eren, shook his head slightly, and smiled.

"I'm glad you've found someone." he said. "I was starting to get worried, since you haven't gotten a lay in a while."

Eren couldn't take it. Now he was being referred to as a lay? He had to get out of there. With a mumbled apology, he left. It was cold outside, and Eren had left his scarf at Levi's. Shit! He didn't want to go back while Levi still had company, so he kept walking. He would have to get it another day.

Levi glared at Irwin. Irwin raised a huge eyebrow. "What? You haven't."

"You shouldn't refer to my guests as 'lays'," said Levi angrily. "What did you want?"

"We brought pizza." Levi's interest was immediately piqued. Hanji stifled a laugh as Levi's eyes brightened.

"That doesn't excuse it." said Levi, grabbing the box that had gone unnoticed until now out of Irwin's hands. Irwin smiled as Levi opened the box and pulled a piece out.

"I really am happy." said Irwin seriously.

Levi thought for a minute. "I think... I am too." The fact that Eren hadn't pushed him away for a full three paragraphs had to mean something, right? Maybe, just maybe, he would ask the brat out.

Maybe.

Christa hadn't been herself lately. Ymir could tell by the way her eyes shifted around where ever she went, how she always seemed to be watching her back and jumped at the slightest noise. What was going on with her cute girlfriend?

Ymir tapped Christa on the shoulder. She was currently making dinner, which was stew tonight. She turned around, her face red from the heat.

"Are you hiding something?" asked Ymir bluntly. Christa's eyes widened and she dropped her spoon, fumbling with it for a few minutes. Finally, she calmed down, looking Ymir in the eye.

"No." she said unconvincingly. Ymir raised her eyebrows. Christa sighed.

"Fine." she said. "My... father's back." her voice wavered.

Ymir's eyes widened. "And you didn't tell me because...?"

"I didn't want to worry you." Christa said quietly, averting her eyes. Ymir sighed, running her hand through her hair.

"You know I'll always be here for you, right? No matter what." Ymir looked a bit hurt. "I'll protect you." Christa sighed, leaning into Ymir and feeling her strong arms wrap around her.

"I know."

A/N: So? How was the kiss? Maybe if you review, they'll kiss again.

I really love Jean. And Ymir's freckles. And Levi. And Armin.