Omg guys I wanted to have this chapter out AT MOST one week after I had posted the first chapter. And now it's been more than 2. Oops! Its really my own fault I got a sudden bout of inspiration and started like 4 things at once and then school happened and things had to be delayed. But here is the chapter now. And I will warn that there is smut, which I planned to have since I started writing the story, hence the M rating. Enjoy!

For 3 weeks, Eren and I took the train together as we had been doing every morning, and then a couple times a week we would have lunch at Cafe Wall Maria together. Those were the days I looked forward to the most.

We texted all the time, you would think that since i saw him every morning and then we would text, that we would run out of things to talk about, but we never did. Eren was always telling me about the stories he had to write for the newspaper and I would tell him about the manuscripts I'd have to read.

We found out we didn't actually live all that far away from each other, just about half a mile. Which explained why I was running around the kitchen trying to make sure I had everything to make lasagna.

Eren had texted me earlier that his roommate was away at his grandfather's house for the weekend, so he had no one to eat dinner with.

I think I'm just going to order take out. Do you know any good Italian places that deliver? He had said.

You could come over and I'll make us some lasagna were my exact words. I hadn't made lasagna is ages, I didn't even know if I still remembered how to make it. But I wanted to see Eren, it was Sunday and I hadn't seen him Friday because he spent the day interviewing people for a story he had to write.

I checked to make sure I had lasagna noodles and I did, but I was still missing the tomatoes and cheese. How could I not have tomatoes and cheese? I sighed, stores were still open Sunday afternoons, right? Wait, no. Shit, they closed earlier. I looked at the time, it was 5:23 pm. Most stores closed at either 6 or 7, so if I leave now I would be able to make it.

Through my thought process, I had thrown on my jacket I had left draped over a chair and grabbed my keys and wallet from their place near the door. I ran out and got into my car and drove to the little supermarket near my apartment. I was looking for my favorite coffee, since I was already here, might as well grab some of the other things I was missing, when I heard my name. I turned to see Eren.

"Oh, hey," I said, slightly surprised. He was always sneaking up behind me.

"What are you doing here?"

I pointed to my cart that was just a couple feet away from us, "I realized I was missing a few things for the lasagna and now I'm just getting other things I needed,"

"You could have just told me, I wouldn't have wanted you to go through the trouble,"

I chuckled a little at his obvious nervousness, "I had to go shopping anyway, I missing some basic food staples,"

I saw him glance at my cart, "I wasn't aware that gummy bears and chocolate syrup were basic food staples," he joked.

I felt my face grow hot, those were such childish things to buy, but I couldn't help it, gummy bears were delicious and who doesn't like chocolate milk, "I'm a grown man, I can buy whatever I want," I ended up saying.

Eren held his hands up, "I'm not judging, it's just funny, I guess. I don't even see people my age buying those things," I felt slightly offended, "but I mean, I did come here to buy $20 worth of chocolate so I don't really think I'm one to judge," he held up his basket and that's when I realized he really did have about $20 worth in there.

"You're more of a child than I am, at least I have some control," I teased

"I do have control! This lasts me a good two weeks," I raised my eyebrow at him, "Ok maybe just one. But I do have a roommate, so he obviously has some"

"Which I assume isn't completely aware of this habit of yours, and you give him maybe one chocolate bar out of everything you're buying,"

He squinted his eyes at me, "you're good, are you sure you're not some psychic or something?"

I chuckled at his question, "I can assure you I'm not or I would've known to make sure I had all the ingredients for lasagna ahead of time,"

"So you're really making the lasagna?"

"I said I would, wouldn't I?"

"Well, can I help?" he was nervous again, I could tell by the way he kept shifting his weight on either foot," I feel bad making you do it by yourself,"

"You're not making me," I assured him.

"Can I still help?"

I smiled at him, "sure, Eren,"

He smiled back at me, "great! Are you ready to go or are you still going to look for some cookie dough ice cream," I knew he was attempting to tease me.

"Well, now that you mention it, I am kind of running low on ice cream, but I prefer mint chocolate chip,"

"Oh my god, me too! I just cookie dough because everyone always thinks it's strange when I say my favorite ice cream is mint chocolate chip!"

"Woah there, Eren," he was getting too excited, "calm down," I grabbed him by the wrist and pulled him closer to my cart. There was no real reason in me grabbing him, since it was only a few feet, other than the fact that I simply wanted to, but I had to let go of him so I could steer the cart, "let's go get some ice cream," he squealed in delight as he walked beside me to the ice cream aisle.

A few hours later, the lasagna had been made, eaten, and enjoyed. The only problem was that my kitchen was a complete and utter mess. Eren, apparently, had never cooked anything in his life before.

"Hey! My mother just never took the time to teach us how to cook," he told me when I told him he had made a mess of my kitchen. His "help" was him spilling everything and managing to get pasta sauce in his hair, how? I have no idea. But I have to admit, it was entertaining to watch and I found myself having fun while I cooked for the first time. I always found cooking to be something I just had to do, I never thought I'd actually have fun doing it. I wasn't even angry or the least bit frustrated like I would've been if it were someone else.

"So what did you do when you got hungry?"

"Ordered take out, asked my mom, or now that I live with Armin, I bother him until he feeds me,"

"You're like a child," I took a dish cloth and started to wipe down the surface of the counter which was where most of the mess laid.

He stuck his tongue out at me, further proving my point, "I can make a killer bowl of cereal though,"

"Oh wow, I'm really impressed. I feel like I should demand tv networks to give you your own show,"

"Haha very funny, but now I have you to cook for me," he bumped his hip into mine as he grabbed another dish cloth and started to clean with me.

"I wasn't aware that came with being your friend," I swear I saw his hand stop for a split second before continuing to pick up sauce and cheese with the cloth.

"Right, friend," there was something behind his tone I couldn't quite place. I was about to ask him when he spoke again, "so are you going to kick me out now or can we have some ice cream?" he smiled widely at me.

"Well I was going to literally kick you out, but if you want ice cream, I guess I can indulge you for a bit," I made sure to smile at him while I said it so he would know I was joking, I was still thinking about his tone from before.

"You're such as ass, did you know that, Levi?" he said with a grin

"It might have been brought up a couple times in my life," I was looking for some bowls to eat the ice cream from when Eren shoved a couple spoons in my face.

"This is all we need, Levi," he opened the freezer and took out the ice cream and gave it to me. He grabbed my free hand with his and then steered me to my couch in the living room. It was nice, his hand was warm, the complete opposite of my other hand that was cold due to the ice cream.

"I've never actually eaten it out the tub before," I said once we were settled down on the couch and I had the tv on a channel showing FRIENDS reruns. We were sat with our arms and thighs touching, our feet resting on the coffee table.

"Well I'm glad I could experience this first with you," I turned to him and chuckled as I put another spoonful onto my mouth, "what?"

"Just the way you worded it sounded funny," I managed to say as the ice cream melted in my mouth.

Eren thought about what he said for a second and then he was blushing, "I didn't mean it like that, Levi! You perv!" he moved back a little so he would have room to swat my arm before resuming his place.

"You know, that hurt my feelings more than it hurt my arm," I said, trying to sound hurt.

Eren had gone back to watching the television, "I guess you're not as tough as you thought you were then,"

"Shut up," I mumbled, which only made him chuckle.

We continued to watch FRIENDS in silence, except for some laughs here and there, until a commercial break a couple episodes later when Eren asked me where my cat was.

"He's in my room," we had abandoned the ice cream and it was slowly melting on the coffee table

"Why? I wanna see him,"

"Because he likes to jump up on the counter when I'm cooking. And he probably would've had his fur all in the ice cream if I had let him out,"

"Can you take him out, please," he grabbed my arm with one hand and slipped his other into my hand, "pretty please," he said and gave me the best puppy eyes I had ever seen.

I swear he could've asked me to do anything at that moment and I would have agreed. Kick a puppy? Ok. Rob a bank? Great, which one? Shave Erwin's eyebrows in his sleep? Well, I would probably do that one anyway, but still.

I stared into his eyes for a few seconds longer before replying, "fine, you can get her. I'll put the ice cream away," he let go of my hands only to clap them in sheer delight as he jumped off the couch. I followed him up and grabbed the tub.

"Where is your room?"

I pointed towards the hallway, "down the hall, second door on your right," I made my way into the kitchen and I noticed that we did a crap job of cleaning it, so I finished putting all the leftovers and the wiped down the counter again before I realized it had been about 10 minutes and Eren hadn't come back.

I made my way to my room and saw that Eren wasn't in there, neither was my cat.

"Eren?" I called, "Peach?"

"Are you calling me Peach, now?" I heard Eren respond from behind the bathroom door. I moved over closer to it and leaned on the wall next to the door.

"No, that's my cat's name, sweetie,"

"Oh is tha- FUCK!" I heard a thud and it made me jump, "I'm okay!"

"Eren, what's going on?" he didn't reply for about a minute, I was thinking yo myself how much I was attached to the door because I was about to kick it open.

Luckily, Eren opened the door. As soon as he did, he sheepishly covered his hand with the other and I saw the first aid kit on the counter, "what happened?" I asked, concerned.

"I don't think Peach likes me," he raised his right hand up and I saw he had a cut right through his palm.

"What the fuck, Peach?" I grabbed Eren's good hand and led him to sit on the side of the tub so I could patch him up. The contents inside the first aid kit were not where they were supposed to go, obviously the source of the thud. I grabbed an antiseptic wipe packet and opened it, Eren pulled his hand back when I was just about to clean his hand with it.

"It's gonna sting," he pouted.

"No it's not," I lied.

"Yes it will,"

"Would you prefer we do this the civil way or are you going to run away and I have to chase you around with a spray bottle full of alcohol?"

"Well preferably, none of those options,"

I grabbed his hand and placed it in front of me, "well those are your two options,"

"I kind of want to take my chances with the second one but I'm afraid your cat will find me, so I guess I'll go with the first one," he sighed.

"Good," I smirked at him and then began to gently dab the wound with the wipe, he winced.

"Peach!" I called out.

"Levi, no, stop, please," Eren said, he kept moving to the side of the tub until he was practically pressed up against the wall.

"She's not going to do anything if I'm here. Peach!" I saw Eren's eyes widen at the door before I actually heard Peach, "tsk tsk, come here kitty,"

I wasn't really sure how it happened, but a couple seconds later I landed on the tub on top of Eren. He groaned from under me.

"What happened?" I asked him

"I got scared and I instinctively moved back and then I started falling back and you were still grabbing my arm so I grabbed you back and well...we fell in," he was blushing hard as he spoke.

I knew I should've gotten up right then and there but I figured I might as well take advantage of this position for a little while longer. I moved so I was straddling his stomach and reached over to grab the first aid kit from the counter and set it on his chest.

"What are you doing?" Eren asked me when I grabbed his hand again.

"I don't have to worry about you running away now. So I might as well finish,"

"Okay," his blush was reaching his neck now and I smiled at that.

"I thought we got past your whole scratching people for no reason, Peach," she was now standing next to the tub with her front paws over the edge.

"She's going to jump on my face, I can see it in her eyes, that's what she wants to do," Eren said.

"Is that true, Peach?" I jokingly asked her, she meowed back.

Eren jolted up as much as he could with me still on him, "see! I told you!"

I put my hand on his shoulder to lower him back down and took hold of his hand again, the wound wasn't too bad, a band aid was all he really needed, "ok, so do you want a regular band aid or a Hello Kitty one?"

"Why do you have Hello Kitty?" Eren started laughing, his laughter making the first aid kit on his chest move.

"I have a clumsy niece,"

Eren still chuckled a bit, "I'll take a regular one please,"

"Nope, you're getting Hello Kitty," I took the box and took out the largest square band aid and placed it over his scratch, "there all better,"

I got off of him and helped him to his feet. We awkwardly just stood in the bathtub until I stepped out and started fixing the things in the first aid like how I had them before. Peach had left to probably take a nap somewhere.

"You know Levi," Eren said, he stood next to me while I arranged the things, "I expected to be under you at some point tonight, but that was not what I had in mind,"

I was surprised at his sudden boldness, "you expected it, huh?"

"Well more like I hoped for it," he confessed.

I abandoned the first aid kit to turn to him and grabbed him by his shirt, pulling him down to connect our lips. I could tell he was surprised by the slow movement of his lips against mine and his hesitation to wrap his arms around me, I could feel his fingers on my waist, but only barely. I decided to show him exactly how much I wanted this by moving my hands from his shirt to wrap around his neck. I brought him down even more and bit hard on his lip, he immediately began to return the hungry kiss and his arms snaked their way around my waist, pressing our bodies even closer together.

When we pulled back to breathe, he was panting, "I was hoping for that too," I said. He smiled widely at me and grabbed my hand, leading me out the bathroom and towards my room.

We got to the edge of the bed and he turned around to kiss me again, but before our lips could connect I pushed him back so he fell onto the bed, I crawled on top of him and straddled his thighs. We shared another breathtaking kiss before I moved down to kiss and nip at his neck.

"Levi?" his voice came out a strangled moan. I hummed against his skin, "is this really happening,"

I pulled back long enough to say, "it really is happening," and I went back to working on his neck, moving down to his collarbones to gently bite at them.

"I can't believe it, it's just tha-," he groaned when I slipped my hands underneath his shirt to roam around his torso, "it's just that, you're older than me," I froze at his words, so he did have a problem with it.

"I see," I sat back. I wasn't too sure what to do now. He had said he wanted this, but he had a problem with my age. Of course he did. I lifted one of my knees so I could swing it over and get off of him, but he put his hand on said leg and kept me in place.

"I might have worded that wrong," he was trying to smile, lessen the awkward.

I crossed my arms, "well, word it better," I offered.

"It's not so much that you're older than me, it's that I'm younger than you,"

"Ok...?" I said, not quite following.

I was surprised when he shot up so he was sitting up, I was still on his thighs, my arms uncrossed and his wrapped around my waist.

"I'm afraid you'll come to think I'm too immature for you,"

I wanted to laugh, apparently he had doubts about his age as well, "I do think you're immature," his face fell and he refused to look at me, "but I've thought that since the first day I let you sit next to me on the train, and here we are," I captured his lips in mine and kissed him. He let my tongue slip into his mouth and I rolled it around his, he moaned when I bit his tongue ever so lighty.

"So you don't have a problem with my age?" I asked him when we pulled apart.

He moved back and gave me a look of disbelief, "what? No of course not! I was more so concerned that you would think I was just some bratty kid,"

"I do think that," I teased. I used my knees to push his forward so he was on his back again.

"You're an asshole," he said. I hummed in agreement and kissed his lips before I moved to his jaw, then to his neck. My hands returned to their place under his shirt, I traced my fingers over his muscles. I couldn't wait to see him shirtless, his skin was so smooth and could feel he was muscular, but not so much so it became overwhelming, he was just perfect.

I could feel his hands moving down my shirt, unbuttoning the buttons. I moved mine to undo his belt and jeans. I let my hand grace over the bulge in his pants and I continued to trail up. I moved my hands to pull his shirt up. He lifted his upper body to help me get it off of him and I couldn't help but stare as his own hands pushed my shirt down my shoulders and arms.

His body was so well defined, I could see the contours of his muscles against his tanned skin. I wanted to kiss every part of him, and I intend to, but maybe just not tonight.

Once my shirt had been thrown somewhere I felt his hands working in my own jeans. When they were undone, I lifted myself on my knees and he helped me out of them, along with my boxers. His came next.

I lowered myself down onto him and our erections rubbed against each other, causing us to both let out a breathy moan. I wrapped one hand around both our lengths and worked it up and down at a steady pace until we were both fully hard. I loved the way he moaned my name every time I swiped my thumb across the slit. I wanted nothing more than to hear him moan my name over and over again.

I moved my free hand up his body and then stuck two fingers into his gaping mouth. He immediately grabbed a hold of my wrist and his mouth closed around my fingers. His eyes half lidded as he looked at me. I moaned when he pushed his fingers deeper into his mouth and I could feel his tongue circling each one, making sure they were wet and slick enough.

Once I deemed them well enough, I reluctantly removed my fingers and circled them around his tight ring of muscles. His mouth opened again in a silent moan. His hand went to join mine and after a couple strokes I removed mine. Leaving his to pump our shafts, his hand was much larger than mine, so he could cover more, and it felt so good.

I positioned myself so I was leaning on one forearm, my mouth nipping at the skin right under his ear, my finger still circling, not entering yet.

"Levi, please," he moaned.

I chuckled at his eagerness, "I'm the asshole, yet yours seems to be begging for me,"

He stopped the movement of his hands and burst out laughing, "that has to be the worst thing anyone has ever said to me during sex," I chuckled along with his laughter. It was really bad.

I slowly began to insert my index finger and his laughter stopped mid laugh to turn into a moan, "oh god," his hands flew to my biceps and his nails dug into my skin.

When my finger was fully enclosed in his warmth, I bit at his earlobe and lowered my voice, "well if that's the worst, then I guess I'll just have to give you the best fuck you've ever had," I felt the shiver go down his body.

"Oh god, Levi, yes, please,"

I moved my finger in and out of him slowly, biting and licking his neck as I did so until he was begging for more.

His pleasure filled moans filled my ears when I added a second finger and made a scissoring motion, preparing him for what was to come.

"I'm ready, Levi. Please, ahhhhuuhh, give it to me,"

I wasn't going to be one to deny the gorgeous boy under me, I removed my fingers and pumped my cock a couple times, it was already pretty slick with the lubrication from our precum, I hoped it would be enough as I positioned it to his hole and pressed the tip of it against him, not putting it in yet.

Eren wrapped his legs around me waist and dug his knees into the small of my back, pushing me in so the head of my cock was inside him. We both moaned at the sudden movement.

I slowly pressed the rest of the way inside him, not wanting to hurt him, but Eren obviously didn't care. As soon as I was fully inside, he began rocking his hips, "move," he told me.

I pulled out slowly, then thrust back in slowly. I could tell he wanted me to go faster, but I didn't want to hurt him. I gradually began to go faster until the only think you could hear was the slap of skin against skin and our moans filling the room.

I continued to thrust at a hard and fast pace, but changed the angles until I heard him scream my name in utter bliss. I smirked and made sure to thrust hard as I aimed for his prostate. He was withering underneath me, unintelligible sounds leaving his mouth.

I pulled out of him completely and he whined, and made that beautiful pout, "turn over," I told him.

It was almost comical how fast he flipped over onto his stomach, his chest and face pressed against the pillow under him and his ass up in the air. He wiggled his hips in the most erotic sight I had ever seen. I wasted no time in gripping his waist and pushing back into him.

I could go much deeper in this position and it was evident how much Eren liked it. It felt so good to be inside him, he was so tight and hot around me. It felt even better to know he wanted this just as much as I did. He was pushing back with every thrust, every now and then I could understand the words leaving his mouth. "Levi. More. S'good. Fast. Hard," but for the most part it was gibberish.

I bent over him so my front met his back as I continued to thrust. His legs were giving out and he was panting loudly now, I knew he was close. I was close. I kissed his back and moved my hand to wrap around his length.

As soon as I matched my strokes with my thrusts, Eren was making muffled sounds and I could only assume he was biting the pillow.

"Let me hear you Eren," I said before I made a particularly hard thrust to his prostate. He let out a scream and I continued to pound relentlessly into him. At this point, I was sure my neighbors could hear, but I didn't give a single fuck. All I cared about was giving this beautiful man the best fuck he'd ever had.

It wasn't long before my thrusts lost their rhythm and I was so close to the edge. I moaned Eren's name right before I bit into his shoulder to muffle my own screams. He tasted of salt and after a while, iron. I licked away the blood from the bite mark I had given him and bit him in another spot. He moaned my name the loudest he had so far tonight and came around my hand, I kept stroking him, milking him until he had nothing else to give. His entire body convulsing and shaking.

His orgasm made him squeeze around me and I came seconds after he did. He moved his hips in a circle motion, helping me ride out my own orgasm. As soon as I was done, I pulled out of him, not wanting to crush him. He whimpered when I pulled out of him with a squelching sound. His legs gave out as he fell completely onto my bed. I fell beside him and watched him as he panted loudly, trying to get air back into his lungs.

"Oh fuck," he said as soon as he was able to speak.

I smiled at him, "good?"

"Fucking amazing," he said. He scooted over so his arm was thrown around my torso and his head was resting on my chest. I wrapped an arm around him and ignored the fact that we were both covered in sweat and semen and kissed his forehead. I grabbed the edge of the sheets that had become loosened off the bed from our activities and shuffled so it was wrapped around out lower bodies.

Eren hummed against my chest and moved so he could place a quick kiss on my shoulder. His fingers started tracing circles over my abs.

"You know for an old guy, you sure are pretty well in shape," he teased.

"You know for a bratty kid, you sure do moan a lot," he lightly slapped my stomach and I chuckled at the sting.

We heard a meow come from somewhere near the door and although I sat up slightly to see Peach, Eren was scrambling from the bed and I had to grab him by the arm before he completely fell off the bed.

"You do realize if you were to fall off the bed, it'd be a real struggle for you to get back up here right?" I told him.

"No it wouldn't," he said.

I raised my eyebrow at him and let go of his arm and kicked him off the bed. He fell with a thud and I could see the from his neck up as he sat next to the bed.

"Well?" I said, smirking.

"I actually quite like it here. You're floor is very nice,"

"You can't feel your legs can you?"

"Not at all,"

I chuckled and got up, but instead of walking to Eren I walked past him to my dresser to pull out a pair of boxers. I slipped them on and asked him if he wanted a pair, when he nodded, I tossed him a pair and laughed as he struggled to get them on.

"Some help would be nice," he directed his pout to me and I couldn't help but walk over to him and pick him up. I sat him on the edge of the bed and helped him pull the boxers up. Then I went to the bathroom and cleaned myself off. I wet a towel and took it back to help Eren clean off. I noticed he was blushing so I kissed his cheek.

I was about to tease him when I felt something soft against my leg and looked down to find Peach was rubbing her head against my shin. Eren's eyes opened wide in fear. I left the towel fall to the floor and I picked up Peach. I grabbed her from around her belly with both hands and shoved her face in front of Eren's, he leaned back.

"Why are you afraid of her, she's an angel," I held her closer to me and she rubbed her head against my cheek and purred, "see?"

"She scratched me!"

"Did you do something to her?"

"No! She was sleeping and I-,"

"You don't touch her when she's sleeping," I informed him, I put Peach on his lap and his entire body became tense.

"I didn't know that," he whispered, "you should've told me,"

"You don't have to whisper, Eren," I grabbed his hand and placed it in Peach and made a stroking motion against her back. She purred and rubbed her head against Eren's abdomen, "see, she likes you,"

Eren smiled a ridiculously large smile and his eyes twinkles when he looked up at me. I couldn't resist and I kissed him. I almost immediately heard a hiss followed by Eren flinching. I pulled back and saw Peach glaring at him, a cut on his abs.

"I think she's jealous," Eren groaned.

I picked up Peach from his lap and scowled at her, "there's no need for violence, Peach," I looked at Eren, "I'll be right back,"

I went to the living room and set Peach down on the couch, knowing she would stay there and sleep. I went to the bathroom and grabbed the first aid kit again.

When I was back to the room, I noticed Eren had laid back down on the bed, one arm draped over his eyes. I walked over to him and straddled his thighs.

Without removing his arm he spoke, "this seems to be happening a lot," he chuckled.

I smiled but didn't say anything. I took an antiseptic wipe and I could see him clenching his teeth in anticipation. I leaned over his body, careful not to touch his cut and placed a chaste kiss to his lips. Or at least I meant to, but Eren wrapped his arms around my neck and opened his mouth, giving me access I didn't particularly ask for, but definitely wanted. I slipped my tongue into his mouth and we kissed for a while before I slid my tongue along his lower lip and pressed the wipe against his cut. He hissed in slight pain.

"Sorry," I told him, kissing his lips quickly and then sitting back to clean the wound.

"That stings," he whined.

"Shush, do you want it to get infected,"

"No," he pouted. I bit my lip and looked at his cut so I wouldn't be tempted to kiss him again and finished cleaning his wound. It wasn't deep, just long. I took a gauze strip and taped it with some adhesive tape. Then I took a hello kitty regular band aid and placed it over the gauze.

"Was that really necessary?" he asked.

"Not at all," I smirked and bent down to kiss him again before I laid down next to him so we could resume our previous position.

"Are you going to kock me out?" he asked with a yawn.

I laughed at his question, "No, Eren, I'm not going to kick you out, let's sleep, ok?"

"Ok," he said softly, almost immediately his breathing became even and I could feel it against my neck. I kissed his forehead and closed my eyes with a smile on my face.

When my alarm went off in the morning, I didn't even let it ring a second time before I was already pressing off. Eren hadn't even moved at the sound, his arms still wrapped around me. I slowly and carefully removed myself from him. He didn't so much as flinch. I was beginning to understand why hr was always late, he was a heavy sleeper.

I took a shower and when I came back, Eren was still fast asleep. The covers pulled all the way over him so I could just see his outline. I pulled the covers back and he grabbed them and pulled them back over him.

I sighed and walked to my dresser to pick up a clean pair of boxers and slipped them on. Then I picked out my outfit for the day.

"Eren, you need to wake up. You still need to go home and change. You have a job remember?" I said as I grabbed a white dress shirt and buttoned it up.

Eren groaned from his place on my bed, "can we just not go to work and cuddle all day?"

"As tempting as that sounds, no. We're adults who need to work," he groaned again, "come on, I'll make you breakfast and then drive you home so you can get ready. Then I'll drive us to work,"

"I thought you didn't like driving into the city," he sat up on the bed and rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand.

I shrugged, "one day won't kill me," I picked a tie and put it on.

"That's a good look for you," I looked down at what I was wearing, a dress shirt, a tie, and boxers. I lifted an eyebrow at him, "it's hot," he smiled at me.

I smiled back at him and finished getting dressed. While I made breakfast, Eren took a shower and I fed Peach. Then as soon as we finished, we were out the door and in my car.

I was waiting for Eren outside his apartment building for about five minutes when he called me.

"Levi," he was whispering, "can you come up here?"

"Are you ok? Why are you whispering?" I was beginning to panic. Had someone broken in? I hadn't seen anyone go in since we got here.

"Can you just hurry please?" he gave me the apartment number and I immediately got out the car and ran to his apartment. The door was open and I cautiously walked inside.

"Levi?" I heard him and followed his voice until I found him in what I assumed to be his room on top of his bed, completely unharmed. I relaxed.

"What's wrong?" I asked him, he pointed to the wall next to his bedroom door where I stood and when I turned around, all I saw was a spider, "are you serious?"

"Kill it, Levi," Eren whined, shifting his weight on his feet.

I chuckled and walked out the room. I heard him call out my name, "don't leave me with that thing!"

I walked into the living room and grabbed two magazines from the coffee table and went back. Eren sighed in relief when he saw me reenter the room, "oh thank god, I thought you abandoned me,"

"Never, Eren," I walked over to the spider and positioned one magazine directly underneath it, "open the window," he quickly did as I asked and then jumped back onto the bed. I used the second magazine to get the spider onto the one underneath it and then very carefully walked over to the window. I shook the spider onto the outside window pane and then closed the window again.

As soon as the window was closed, I felt arms wrap around me, "thank you for getting rid of that monster,"

"It was a spider Eren," I felt him kiss my cheek.

"Thank you," he said before letting me go and walking to his closet. He pulled out some random clothes and then grabbed my hand, "ok let's go,"

"Aren't you going to change?" I asked as I was dragged out the apartment

"I'll change in the car, dont worry I've done it before,"

"Do you change in all the guys' cars that you meet on public transportation after you have sex with them?" we were walking side by side now down the stairs.

"Pretty much, yeah," I sent him a joking glare that only made him laugh, "no," he continued, "on days I wake up extra late, my roommate drives me to the train station and I change in his car. I'm practically a pro," by now we had made it to my car and I opened the door for him and his armful of clothing.

By the time I had gotten in on the driver's side, he had already changed his shirt. I internally cursed at myself for not being fast enough to see him shirtless again.

I had to concentrate hard when I heard him working off his belt. I couldn't allow myself to become distracted while I was driving, so I hummed along to the tune of the song on the radio and tried to ignore the gorgeous man undressing next to me.