A/N: I like to answer reviews!
calleyrose - You are the seer. Good luck on your quest. (No, really. You're, like, magic or something.)
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Eren stopped. What was Levi doing out when it was so cold? Then again, he was out as well. He shoved his hands further into his deep male pockets. (Female pockets are the small ones that can maybe fit a piece of lint.)
"Levi..." he said, looking away. His breath came out in puffs, the little clouds disappearing almost as soon as they came. Eren's nose was cold. He wanted to pull up his scarf, but then he wouldn't be able to talk to Levi.
"Eren, what's going on?" Levi asked. His voice was monotone, but his eyes showed genuine concern. Eren felt a wave of guilt. He should tell Levi. He should tell him...
"Nothing." Eren mumbled. Levi didn't need to worry.
"It doesn't seem like nothing." Levi said.
"It is." Eren insisted, looking up at him earnestly.
"Then let me in your house." Eren looked like he had been punched. Aha, so that was it. It was something going on in the brat's house.
"I..." Eren's face reddened. What could he say? He couldn't just say no, could he? He couldn't very well tell Levi about his parents. He would force the younger boy to move in with him. Sure, Levi didn't seem the type, but Eren knew better.
"Hmm...?" Levi prompted. Eren turned away, successfully doing the "tch" thing, and looking cute while doing it. (Before I proof-read it, it said "looking uke". Ha ha.)
"Nothing." Eren said, turning away. Levi caught his shoulder and spun the brunette back around.
"Is it really that bad?" asked Levi. He had to look up to meet Eren's eyes. He could see the uncertainty in those seas of green. Just what exactly was Eren hiding from him?
Eren stayed quiet. He didn't want to bother Levi with it. He wouldn't bother Levi with it. He wouldn't...
Eren felt his concentration snap as his head was pulled down to Levi's level. Levi pushed his lips against Eren's lips roughly. Eren froze for a minute, then decided to wrap his arms around the older man. Levi was surprised at first, then broke the kiss. Eren's eyes widened for a second before Levi crashed his lips to Eren's again, this time hungrier.
Both of Levi's arms were now wrapped around Eren's neck, pulling him closer. Their kisses were frenzied now, teeth and tongues clashing. Finally, they pulled away for air, each of their faces flushed a deep red. Levi touched his forehead to Eren's and whispered huskily, "Tell me."
Eren pulled back suddenly. "Is that all?" he yelled, suddenly enraged, "That's all? You just want to know? You kissed me so I would tell you?" Eren felt tears threaten to spill. He needed to get out of there, fast.
"Eren-" Levi began, but Eren was already running in the other direction.
Eren swiped away his tears, willing them to stop flowing. No such luck. Eren only succeeded in making his face colder. He stopped and tried to use his scarf to wipe them off. Stupid damn Levi!
Eren froze when he heard a familiar sob. Armin?
Levi punched a tree. Dammit! God fucking dammit! Why was that kid messing with his emotions so much? Why could that brat affect him like this?
He supposed he should go after him. Levi sighed and ran a hand through his hair. It was cold. But Eren could be lost or something, so Levi decided to head in the direction he had seen Eren go.
Stupid damn brat.
"Eren?" Armin asked. It was indeed Eren, sitting down next to him on the corner of the sidewalk. Both boys' faces were puffy and red. Neither one said anything about the other. There was no need to. They were both in slightly similar situations, after all.
"Hey." A voice said above them after a while. The voice was slurred, and they could smell the alcohol from where they sat. Right now, alcohol was sounding pretty good to Eren. And the man hadn't even started talking yet.
"So do you two lovely boys-" the man started, but was stopped by - surprisingly - Armin.
"Yes." he said, standing. Eren was going to say no, but if Armin wanted to get drunk...
"Are you paying?" Eren asked the man, eyeing him warily.
"Mm-hm." the man nodded and smiled. Yeah, he looked super drunk. Armin wanted to drown his troubles in alcohol. You never would have guessed it by his looks, but Armin was a heavy drinker when he wanted to be.
Eren hesitated. He'd better only have one or two so he could get Armin home safely before he threw up all over him. He sighed as he followed, knowing that Armin was just asking for trouble.
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Sorry about the late update! My internet was down.