Eren looked around. He couldn't see a thing. He reached his arms out and checked for anything that he could possibly touch. His heart rate rose. He began to walk forwards, blindly, and hoped that he'd bump into something soon and would find some light switch or torch or something at least. His footsteps echoed around him. He must be walking on something hard, and the ground under his shoes didn't feel bumpy, so it must be concrete or marble, or laminate flooring. Eren took one final step and stopped. He had to come up with a good idea. He had to try to figure out where he was.

Bright blue light flashed in Eren's eyes. His eyes screwed shut and he gasped as his arm flew up to block the light. He slowly wrenched his eyes open and blinked to get his eyes to focus. Lights; Bright blue fairy lights lined the bottom of long mirrors. Eren was in a massive mirror maze. He could see several reflections of himself, and each and every one stared back at him, with lifeless, grey eyes. His eyes had dark bags underneath them, and he was slouching slightly. The longer he stared at these other versions of him, the more uncomfortable he got. He gulped. Time seemed to slow, and when Eren tried to take a step back the reflection facing him raised an eyebrow as his lips curled up. The smile was too wide and haunting for Eren's liking, and the glassy stare sent a shiver right through to Eren's core. He tried to pull his arms up, but the reflection just stared and kept smiling at him. Eren's breathing sped up, and he turned his head around. He saw himself staring back at him with the same sinister smile scarred on their faces. Eren grunted and his eyebrows scrunched together as he clenched his fists and pulled as hard as he could. Eren stumbled back and heard a chorus of laughter rise up through the air. He frowned and whipped his head around.

"Who's there?" Eren shouted.

The laughter got louder and louder, until Eren couldn't bear it, and had to cover his ears. He winced and walked forwards. He pulled his hands away when the laughter died down, and he stumbled into a mirror. He turned and tried to walk the other way, but it was blocked. He tried again, and again, and again. He turned to the middle and saw multiple reflections of himself laughing at him, but the room was completely silent. He clenched his fists.

"Stop laughing." Eren growled.

Snickering slithered into Eren's ear, and he shook his head violently, as if to get it out of his ear. He balled his hands into fists and walked up to the closest mirror. He lifted his fist back and got ready to punch that mocking smirk off of his smug face.

"Eren."

Eren turned around quickly and saw a familiar figure. It was slim and short. Grey eyes were cast to the ground and a strong jaw was clenched. Eren's mouth fell open slightly, and he stepped towards them. He walked up to the figure, but his hands slapped onto glass, and Eren's eyes darted back and forth in confusion. He thumped the mirror angrily and turned back to see another reflection of the figure.

"You like Jean?"

Green eyes rose up to connect with hard, grey ones in the mirror. Eren shook his head, and then he paused. He bit his lip. He wasn't sure. He didn't know. How could he know? No. He couldn't like that snarky, pig-headed, shit-for-brains Jean if he had been paid to. Or could he? No. What he'd done with Jean was a one-off thing. It was stupid. It was disgusting. It was impossible. Or was it? Eren's eyes flicked up to meet with the dark eyes that bored into him. Disinterest played in those eyes, but also something flickered across them. It was too fast for Eren to catch, and so he just looked at Levi, and felt lost.

"Do you?" Another voice chimed in.

Eren turned to see Jean stood with his arms folded. His amber eyes looked Eren over and trapped him. Eren looked back to Levi. Levi didn't give Eren any hint as to what was really going on inside of him. He needed to know. He needed to know why Eren had done… what he'd done. He needed to know what Eren felt, though he felt like he had an idea.

"Jean?" Eren's voice rasped.

"Do you like me, Jaeger?" Jean put his hands in his pockets.

"What's going on? Why am I here?" Eren glanced back to Levi. "Where did you go?" He whispered.

"Answer the question." Jean said.

"What happened to you?" Eren kept looking at Levi.

"Eren!" Levi snapped. "Answer the god damn question!" His jaw clenched and his eyes narrowed into a scowl.

"I don't know!" Eren shook his head. "No." Eren frowned and looked at his hands. "No, I can't-"

"What the fuck? But what was that then?" Jean frowned.

"It wasn't anything. It was just…"

"Just what?" Jean growled.

The room got smaller, and trapped Eren in the middle of angry Jeans and cold Levis, who all stared at him. Eren kept looking around at each of them, and tried to look for a way out. He needed to get out. The air was too thick. Everything was being too loud. Eren felt trapped. Eren was trapped. He couldn't get out. He needed to leave. His chest got tight and his heart raced in his chest. He struggled to breath; it felt like he was gasping for air. Eren felt his heart skip a beat as panic rose in his chest. He clutched his chest with his hand as his eyes went wide at the uncomfortable feeling in his chest. Jeans shouting got drowned out by the thumping of Eren's heart in his ears.

"Eren." Levi's voice was so soft that Eren almost missed it. "Just tell me."

"I…" Eren struggled to think of what he wanted to say. It was a struggle to even say 'I'.

"You like Jean don't you?" Levi's eyes searched Eren's. "Don't lie."

Eren stared at Levi and struggled to move. The hint of hurt in Levi's eyes felt like a dagger was twisting into his stomach, slowly, like a corkscrew. His stomach lurched as Levi nodded stiffly and licked his lips.

"Okay." Levi said, simply.

It was quiet. It felt final. Eren shook his head and reached out to Levi. He saw Levi shake his head as he took in a deep breath. Eren desperately wanted Levi to look at him and reach out for his hand. He needed Levi to come closer to him. He needed Levi next to him, and to talk to him. He needed to find a way to get rid of the pain in Levi's eyes as he'd nodded and formed the word 'okay' with his lips.

Levi turned away, and started to walk. All but one of Levi's reflections disappeared, and Eren felt a desperate rush of adrenalin in his veins. He dashed towards the only mirror with Levi in it, and he lifted his fist. He punched the mirror as hard as he could. Shattered shards of the mirror dug into Eren's fist. He punched the mirror again as he winced at the pain in his hand. Bloody smears covered the mirror, and rivulets of blood ran down the mirror. Eren noticed, through the bloody smears, that Levi had turned. Eren took a deep breath and punched the sneering reflection of himself that slid to face him. He saw the cracks form on his face, before the pieces fell with a smash, and Eren stared at a long hallway. Levi stood near the end, but quickly turned and strode towards the wooden door at the end. Eren ran after him, but the door had slammed shut when he reached it. He rattled the doorknob and kicked the door. He took a deep breath and winced at his bloody knuckles. He stepped back, and then threw himself against the door as hard as he could. He stepped back again when it didn't work, and tried again. The door flew open, and Eren fell to the ground. He shook his head, but everything was fuzzy. He looked up to see Levi hovering over him. He reached out for Levi's boot and coughed.

"Levi." Eren gasped.

"You didn't love me." Levi shook his head. "You lied to me."

"What?" Eren tried to get up, but one of Levi's boots rested on his back, and pressed Eren into the ground.

"You lied to me when you said you loved me."

"He's pathetic." Jean's shoes came into view.

"I thought you did." Levi gritted his teeth.

"What do you mean? I did. I do." Eren frowned. "I didn't really realise."

"You knew what you were doing. You told me you did, and then when it came along, and I jumped for you, you got off scot-free." Levi balled his hands into fists.

"What are you talking about?" Eren winced as Levi ground his boot into Eren's back.

"The car." Levi growled.

"What car?" Eren struggled for breath.

"Don't act dumb." Jean crouched down. "You know." Jean grabbed Eren by his hair. "Or maybe your thick skull blocked it out, because you didn't want to have to put up with the guilt." Jean jabbed his fingers into Eren's forehead and wrenched his head back by his hair.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Tears sprang to Eren's eyes at a harsh pull of his hair from Jean, and the cruel crushing of Levi's boot.

"You're too fucking stupid to remember, aren't you?" Jean's face screwed up in disgust.

"Do you know what the worst thing is?" Levi's voice grew soft. "I know I'd do it again in a heartbeat."

"But I don't understand." Eren wheezed.

"I'd do it again, because I wouldn't be able to live with myself after that. To not see your bright eyes, and," Levi laughed hollowly, "your dazzling smile… I'd hate it." Levi took his boot off of Eren's back. "I wouldn't see the way your nose scrunches up when you're disgusted, or the way you just light up when you talk about the latest game, or something your favourite character did. And to me, that's worse."

"Worse than what?" Eren struggled to get onto his knees.

"But this is torture too." Levi crouched in front of Eren. "I can't feel you. I can't ever feel the warmth of your skin. I can't ever warm you up when you're cold, or touch you and feel how your hands are rough from a childhood of climbing trees and running around in the open air." Levi's hand gently slid into Eren's hair and moved Jean's away. "But he can."

"Who?"

"Jean."

The name loomed over Levi like a knife on a string. It roused thoughts of Jean's hands running over Eren hungrily, when it should have been Levi's. The way soft gasps Eren had made should have been Levi's. He should have been the one feeling Eren heat up, and watching the way his cheeks blossomed red, like a rose. He should have been the one devouring every one of Eren's moans, and making him gasp as he bit Eren's neck. It should have been grey eyes that met desperate green, not amber. Levi ran his fingers through Eren's hair, but couldn't really feel it. None of it felt real, because it… wasn't. It was all Eren's dream. It was ran by Eren, made for Eren, and ended by Eren. Levi was at his mercy, but he didn't want to be.

"I shouldn't have come back. At all." Levi murmured.

"No. You should." Eren's eyes darted over Levi's blank face.

"I shouldn't have." Levi pulled his hand from Eren's hair and shook his head. "I shouldn't have come in the first place."

"What do you mean? Of course you should have!" Eren felt a pull in his chest. "I needed you. I still do." Eren sat up and leaned forward.

"No." Levi stood up. "I have to leave."

"You don't." Eren shook his head.

"Eren." Levi gritted his teeth. "Don't make this harder."

"What do you mean?" Eren swallowed thickly and frowned. "It's easy for you. You can just appear and reappear whenever you want. But I'm the one that's left behind, feeling idiotic and fucking hurt because you've suddenly gone."

"You're the one that's left behind?" Levi shook his head and huffed a laugh. "You get to move on. You get to go to different places, and to move on. You can be with your friends. I can never see friends, and I can never touch the ones I love again. I'm left in the dark, alone and pathetic, just hoping that maybe one day I'll get to feel you in my arms again. Just hoping," Levi's voice gave out a little, "that I can feel something other than this stupid fucking, useless beating thing in my chest, and the weight on my chest when you leave."

Levi grabbed his chest and looked down in disgust. He pressed his lips into a hard line. Eren looked up at Levi. He grabbed Levi's jeans and rested his forehead against Levi's thigh. He closed his eyes and felt a shaky hand in his hair. He leaned into the hand, and sighed.

"I'm sorry." Eren licked his lip. "I don't know what I've done, but I'm sorry for everything."

"You're an asshole for making me love you." Levi muttered.

"I don't even understand how, but I just feel like," Eren tried to think of how to describe it, "like when you find something in your room after cleaning it, but it was something you only just found, and you're so attached to it, but it's old-"

"Oi."

"And I don't really get how I can feel like this about someone in my head…" Eren bit his lip. "I haven't stopped thinking about you."

"Until you had Jean." Levi's hand stilled.

"But that was… I didn't really…" Eren lifted his head to look at Levi. "That wasn't…" He shook his head. "It wasn't."

"It wasn't what?"

"It didn't, I mean, I didn't feel like it meant anything. It was just, I don't know. It just happened." Eren gripped onto Levi's jeans. "I didn't even want to meet him. Mikasa and Armin wanted me to."

"But you agreed to go out with him to that fair. They didn't make you do that." Levi's voice was like ice.

"I didn't know what to do! You'd disappeared, and I was lost and alone, and-"

"That's not an excuse."

"What was I meant to do? Just go straight home, after Mikasa had dragged me out?"

"You didn't have to stick your tongue down his throat!" Levi pulled away from Eren.

"Levi."

"Don't." Levi shook his head.

"But!" Eren pleaded.

"No!" Levi growled. "No." He took a stuttered breath.

Levi blinked away the tears and tried to ignore the pang in his chest at the destroyed look in Eren's eyes. He shook his head and smoothed his shirt. Eren watched Levi turn away from him, only giving him one last glance as hurt flickered across his eyes, before it was replaced by a harsh, blank expression. Levi's shoes tapped against the ground down another corridor, and Eren looked down at the floor. He closed his eyes briefly and tried to clear his head. When he opened his eyes, he was sat in a pool of blood, and his hands were covered in it. His eyes glanced up to see bloody footsteps leading down where Levi had disappeared. Eren crawled forward, and left bloody handprints all over the wooden floor. He got to his feet and followed Levi's footsteps. He slipped and fell onto his back, and grunted. He stood up and kept walking forwards, where Levi had gone. He turned a corner and saw a dark, wooden door. When he got to the door, he grabbed the silver door handle and pushed it down as he opened the door. He saw a flash of red, and heard a loud screeching in his ears.

Eren's eyes flew open as he woke up. He took in a deep breath and looked around his dark bedroom. He felt disorientated and fumbled for his phone on the table by his bed. He unlocked it and shone the light around his room to check he was there. He closed his eyes and pressed a hand to his forehead.

"What?" Eren mumbled quietly to himself.