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-Misty

Song of the day: Ain't Nobody

By: Yenny

The Change You Wish to See

(Original summary, but screw the stupid character limits) Levi's never put much care into things. He doesn't put much care into things at all. Nothing ever peaks his interest. Well, that's until he meets Eren Jaeger. Levi isn't sure what it is that's so interesting about him, and it irritates him to feel these feelings he's never felt before. Regardless, he goes to talk to the boy. When he doesn't receive an answer, he just thinks that the boy is rude; however, he understands why when Eren doesn't answer him. Eren is deaf.

Rated M for sexual content, adult language, some violence, mile character death
Main pairing: Riren with some side pairs
Anime: Shingeki No Kyojin (Attack on Titan)

Chapter Seven: The Stories behind the Drawings

That morning, for the first time in years, maybe even the first time in his life, Eren woke up with bounding energy.

He scurried about his room, juggling with finishing his damned homework and doing the chores Mikasa asked him to do, which consisted of taking out the trash and doing the dishes from dinner the night before. He took care of those first, just to get them out of the way, and then got straight to work with his schoolwork. It took a lot of coaxing just from himself to get working on it. If he didn't finish it on time, Mikasa would surely have his head. She specifically said that all of his work must be done before going anywhere. He couldn't risk pissing her off and having her permanently banning him from seeing Levi.

He was just so excited though. Not only was he allowed on a date with him, but Mikasa wasn't there, and she wouldn't be home until four. She couldn't keep him for an extra half an hour and she wasn't there to stuff pepper spray into his pocket and tell him to kick Levi between the legs if he tried anything. She was at school, and she couldn't necessarily leave to be there at one in the afternoon. Well, she could, but she would get in trouble, which she didn't want to do.

What could they possibly do for three hours? Would they spend the full three hours together, or would it be just another short walk and a fast food meal? Whichever one it was he didn't really care, he was just excited to get out of the house and see Levi.

So Eren blasted through his schoolwork like a mad man. What normally took him four or five hours to get done he did in two. It was met with no resistance and little whining, which Eren considered a serious achievement that day. When he was done and saw how much time he had left, the rest of his time was spent doing his chores, showering and trying to figure out what to wear. Obviously he needed something warm, but Eren didn't really do "fashion" in a way that would make him look good and keep him warm. Would Levi try to dress in a fancy way this time? He didn't last time, unless the white button up shirt with the first few buttons undone and black jeans were his way of dressing nice for an occasion.

Eren groaned as he flopped onto the pile of clothes on his bed. Before Levi he never cared for what he would wear or how he would act. All of this was already making him feel giddy and stupid, resembling one of those teenage school girls with a serious crush on someone she liked and wouldn't tell them, but he couldn't help it. The idea of getting out of the house didn't help any of it, or maybe that was what he was really excited for. Of course he was excited to see Levi again, but he was also excited for going somewhere that didn't consist of a one block radius by himself.

He groaned again before sitting up. No more acting like a school girl. No more beating around the bush. No more of these terrible puns he was trying to think up and make himself motivated on. He would just throw on something, brush his teeth so he didn't kill Levi with bad breath, and eat something light, because he forgot about his breakfast this morning.

Eren ended up in a pair of grey jeans and a green shirt with the laces at the color loosened. He definitely didn't bother with worries of what kind of underwear he needed. If he did, he would be insinuating something to himself, and Eren knew they were doing nothing like that so early into the relationship.

Did they even have a relationship?

Even after his time spent cleaning up, he still had an hour and a half left before Levi was supposed to come over. Eren groaned for the umpteenth time that day and grabbed at the vacuum. He'd make himself useful and help pass the time by cleaning, or doing anything if it meant getting to see Levi sooner.

A little while later, after he had vacuumed the whole house, put the dishes away, left some food out to defrost for dinner, and cleaned his room (the holy grail of dirty hell), he finally got a text message from Levi.

Levi; twelve thirteen p.m.:

"Hey, I may be a little early. Is that okay?"

Suffice it to say, it was more than okay. Eren heaved a heavy sigh of relief as he bounced around, excitement a lacking word for how happy he was before replying.

"Of course!"

He didn't know what was considered early for Levi though. Was he going to be two minutes early, or half an hour early? He hoped for the latter of the two, because he was too excited to sit still anymore.

Twenty some minutes later, Levi finally showed up. Eren had to restrain himself from bolting to his car and jumping the man to hug him, and it was difficult to do. He simply clutched his notebook between his arms and chest and slowly made his way over to Levi.

"Hi Levy," He said as Levi stepped out of his car. Levi looked up to him and nodded, his eyes instantly looking to the notebook Eren was holding. Eren offered it to him, and Levi took it gratefully to write in it.

"I left my phone and money at my place, so we need to stop by there really quick. Is that okay with you?" He asked on the paper. Eren made a sound of approval and nodded his head, taking his notebook back and instantly climbing into the passenger's seat.

"How far is your place?" Eren asked in his notebook.

"Ten, maybe fifteen minutes from here. I'm stuck in the city." Levi wrote down after buckling up.

"Okay," Eren said and nodded his head. He remained quiet after that, looking out over the city with curious eyes as they drove. Levi had to keep his eyes on the road, but it was difficult when Eren had such a curious gaze. He was so innocent, so untouched, and it was rare to see someone like that in a world so messed up.

He would know.

When they got to Levi's apartment, Levi offered for Eren to stay in the car. His excuse was that the apartment building was run down and shitty, but Eren said it was fine. Levi took a deep breath as Eren jumped out from the car, and he got out at his own pace. Eren was ready to go though, barely keeping still as he waited for Levi. He couldn't hold still in the elevator, and Levi knew it was taking all of Eren's will power not to bolt down the corridor like a child.

"What's your apartment number?" Eren asked with his notebook. Levi held up a finger to give himself a moment as he pulled out his keys from his pockets. Levi pointed three doors down to his door, and Eren practically jumped in place. Levi pulled the notebook from Eren's hands to write in it.

"What are you so excited for?" Levi asked. "It's just my apartment."

"I don't know. I just am." Levi chuckled under his breath, knowing full well that Eren wouldn't hear it. He forced the key into the old lock and got his door open with little effort, to his surprise; normally it took a bloody battle to get it open.

"Wow," Eren sounded out when looking around his apartment. Levi smirked as he set his keys down for a moment, just to go on a man hunt for his phone. As Levi walked away, Eren bothered to step further inside and look around.

He wasn't sure what he was really expecting from Levi. It never even crossed his mind that he'd ever step foot into Levi's place, yet here he was.

The place was spotless, not a speck of dirt on the floor or one thing out of place. Already Eren could tell that Levi liked having things in a certain order, he liked his things to stay in their spots and stay clean, and knowing that, he made sure not to bump into anything or drag dirt in with his shoes. Instead, he spent his time admiring the living room or the impeccable kitchen. Sure the place was small, but it was truly a beautiful place.

"You have a nice place..." Eren uttered, hoping Levi would hear him. He wouldn't know if Levi did though, not without hearing his response, and of course he couldn't do that. However, Levi appeared within his view. Eren watched as Levi brought his hand up to his mouth, thanking him in sign language. Eren's heart gave a strange lurch within his chest at the sight of it, and unbeknownst to him, he had a terrible blush stretching from ear to ear. "Mhm..." He sounded.

Levi walked around a little more, lifting up papers and books to find his phone. He cursed, and with an irritated huff and a click of his tongue, he walked back to Eren and pulled his notepad from him.

"Call my phone for me." He wrote down. Eren nodded his head and fished for his phone in his pocket. When he found it, he quickly dialed Levi's number. He looked to Levi for answers, watching as Levi stilled in his place by the television. He must have heard the cellphone ringing, though Eren couldn't hear a thing. He simply watched as Levi dug into his pocket, and after a moment, he pulled his hand out, his phone going off in his palm.

"I'm really am getting old..." Levi muttered to himself and hung up the call. Eren returned his phone to his pocket, watching as Levi release an exasperated sigh. Eren chuckled from where he stood, watching as Levi left the room, probably to look for his money next. Eren definitely couldn't help him with that one.

Instead, Eren bothered glancing around Levi's place again. He was still bewildered that a home could be so spotless, so clean; Eren knew his own room couldn't be as clean as this place was. He glanced over to the coffee table where Levi had been looking, seeing a few books stacked together on top of each other. Eren picked one up, hoping just to skim over it before noticing what was under it.

Eren set the book down and picked up the sketchbook that had been at the bottom of the pile. He eyed it curiously, debating whether he should look through it or leave it be. He didn't know if Levi could draw or not, if it was a hobby or something he did on the side to make money. He didn't know if Levi even liked to draw, so would he get upset if Eren looked inside?

Even if he knew the answer, his curiosity got the better of him. Eren flipped the little sketchbook open to look inside; needless to say, he was astonished.

Levi could draw. His abilities were incredible, and looking at the pictures on the paper, Eren was at a loss for words and breath. Anything, whether it was a person or an animal, it was in the sketchbook, and all of it was beautiful. Some of it was drawn with pencil, some of it was drawn in pen, and Eren recognized some charcoal mixed in with it. The way he drew the emotions into the pictures took Eren's breath away, and he felt an odd sensation he hadn't felt in a while.

He felt like he wanted to cry.

Levi was incredible. How were his talents unknown? Why didn't he make a living drawing things instead of working in a book store? It just didn't make sense.

"Eren," There was a hand on his shoulder, making him jump and turn around. He hadn't heard Levi call out to him, or even when he walked into the room, so he was left terrified. Why was he terrified? What if Levi did get upset that he looked at his sketchbook? What if he got angry at him for looking through his stuff? He didn't want to upset Levi, not at all.

So when Levi's grey eyes fell to the sketchbook still in his trembling hands, Eren feared the worst.

"S-Sorry..." Eren muttered, looking away so he didn't have to look in his eyes. Levi reached out and took the sketchbook from him, and Eren stepped back, afraid to push his limits. Levi looked at his sketchbook, fingers turning the pages and dark eyes scanning the drawings. Eren wasn't sure what he was supposed to do; if he was supposed to apologize again or stay quiet.

Should he leave? If he had pushed the older man's limits, he might as well. He didn't want Levi to be mad at him.

Eren dared to look up and stare at him. He was met with a cold stare, a stare that made him drop his head in mutter an apology again. He saw Levi move forward, but he didn't bother looking up, even when Levi took his notebook from him to write in.

"Why do you look like you are about to piss your pants?" The words were written out on a blank piece of paper and slipped under Eren's eyes so he could read them. Eren lifted his head a little, catching Levi's eyes. He didn't look angry, just bored like he normally looked. Levi offered the notebook back to him, and Eren's hands continued to shake even when he took it.

"I thought you'd be mad at me for going through your things." Eren explained. Levi rolled his eyes in an annoyed manner before continuing on.

"You're a kid, and you got curious. I'm not going to be mad about that." Eren eyed the paper with a sense of relief, along with confusion. He looked up at Levi, mildly surprised to see him so calm. Maybe it had been him that had overreacted?

"You aren't mad?"

"I already said I wasn't." Levi sighed as he set the sketchpad back down where Eren found it. Eren watched as Levi pushed the money he had found into his wallet, and a thought crossed his mind.

"Do you draw often?" Eren asked with his notebook. Levi seemed a little deterred by the question.

"No, not anymore. I used to when I was younger, but I stopped."

"Why?"

This time Eren knew he pushed it too far.

"It's none of your fucking business." Levi didn't have to say it. Eren could feel the bite to his words just from the tension alone. He dropped his head and muttered his apology, and Levi sighed. He knew he had messed up that time.

He tapped at Eren's shoulder, prompting the kid to look up. When he did, Levi pulled his hand up to his chest and said his apology for him. Eren's lips spread in a bitter smile, one that Levi wasn't sure was good or bad.

"It's okay..." Eren mumbled as he moved to sit on the couch. Levi knew that he was lying; the kid was sensitive to things and people around him, so of course it wasn't okay. Levi didn't appreciate being lied to either.

"Eren," Levi said and took the notebook back from him when he sat down. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it, okay?"

"I said it was fine, didn't I?"

"Eren-" Levi didn't have time to finish what he wanted to write. Eren snatched the notebook back from him, writing down quickly and furiously on his papers with a couple of small grunts.

"Draw me something," Eren quickly demanded and pushed his notebook into Levi's hands.

"Eren, I don't dr-" Eren removed the pen from Levi's grasp, prompting him to look up. Eren flashed those gold eyes of his in a puppy dog look, and Levi groaned. "What do you want me to draw?" Levi asked when he got the pen back.

"I don't know; something pretty." Eren responded. Levi glared at him for a moment, prying with his eyes for another answer. What was he supposed to draw, and why something pretty? Pretty could have different meanings for different people. For example; Eren may think that flowers are pretty, while Levi thought that blood was pretty instead. Of course he didn't think that at all, but he needed some sort of argument to give to the kid.

However, just before he could write that argument to the kid, an idea struck him, and hard. It felt like someone whacked his head in with a lead pipe, and he was glad that this didn't hurt as much as that would have. He would know.

Levi's eyes looked over Eren's form: His big, gold eyes, where his bangs fell against his forehead, his square jawline, and his round cheekbones. His stare lingered on Eren for a moment longer to take in all of the detail he could before he turned the page, giving himself a fresh piece of paper to work from.

Even with a shitty pen and leaf paper, Levi began sketching out his idea. It wasn't easy working without a skeleton base he usually used, but he managed. Eren didn't notice it; he had been so distracted by Levi's hand creating magic that he didn't notice Levi's eyes on him every few seconds. Every now and again he'd look up at that face of his, looking over his features and mapping out what goes where. He only looked up though; he didn't move his head, knowing he'd tip Eren off to his idea.

It took a good, solid ten minutes before Eren started to recognize what it was he was drawing, and when he did, his eyes widened in surprise. He fingers reached out, just barely touching the edge of the paper where the drawing was, and Levi's hand stopped moving to look at him.

"It's me..." Eren mumbled. He looked at Levi, a blush dusting his cheeks and staining his skin when he noticed the heavy staring Levi was doing, then realizing that he had been doing it for a while. He swallowed and took the pen from Levi, his fingers shaking as he wrote. "I thought you were going to draw something pretty..." Even his handwriting was shaky. Levi took the pen back, and he noticed the way Eren jumped when their fingers brushed.

"I did." Levi replied. Eren's blush intensified, and knowing this, Eren looked away, hoping to hide it. He turned to the side a little, his hands clenching into fists in his lap, and Levi couldn't help but scoff at the kid's reaction. "Well it's not like you're ugly." Levi quickly recovered. "Brat," He muttered under his breath.

Levi leaned forward, touching the back of Eren's hand with cold fingers. Eren shivered in place while Levi came to hold his hand, his gold eyes looking up to meet the older man's.

It was Levi's turn to lose his breath. He didn't understand what it was, but something about this boy, whether it was his eyes or his personality made his heart flutter. It created a tightness within his chest that didn't seem to go away for days, and even when he thought about the kid, the sensations increased. So what was this now? He was just looking at the boy, wasn't he? If that was the case, then why was he feeling this way?

And why was he moving forward? Why was Eren leaning forward as well? Why was he lifting his head, as if searching for something?

He didn't have time to question it any further. When his lips pressed into Eren's soft, pink skin, all logical thought processes came to a screeching halt. All he could think about was the tender skin under his, or the way he knew for a fact that his cheeks were tinted just the slightest hue of red. It was awkward at first, what with both of their "expert" experience, and when their noses bumped together, it made them both pull away. Eren had the smallest hitch in his breath, his eyes wide, pupils blown way out of proportion, and his cheeks flushed red from ear to ear. Levi figured he must have looked the same way, if not by a little.

It was then that Levi was hit with a strong sense of realization.

He had just gotten his first kiss.

He had just gotten his first kiss from a nineteen year old, a mere child to him. The two of them had fifteen years of a difference between them. He was a mere child who was deaf, and he was taking complete advantage of him.

However, knowing this, Levi couldn't bring himself to care right now.

"Levy..." Eren mumbled. Levi lifted a hand and touched Eren's cheek, a simple gesture as the two took the chance to catch their breath. Levi recovered first, and he looked away to clear his throat. He lifted the pen he had momentarily forgotten about and began writing.

"I'm sorry..." He wrote down. Eren's face fell, and Levi knew he instantly took it the wrong way. "No, not about that. We've been spending so much time here that I forgot that we had a date to attend."

He needed to derail what was happening. He needed to prolong it, hold it back for some time so he could think.

"Oh..." Eren sounded, trying to take the pen back, but Levi wasn't done yet.

"You wanted to do something today? It was your turn to pick, so what was it you wanted to do today?"

"Actually..." The brunette hesitated before he continued. "I'm kind of fine here like this."

"Are you sure? We can go out and get pizza or something." Levi suggested.

"Order pizza for here, and we can watch some movies or something." Eren shrugged his shoulders as he wrote down. Levi lingered on the words before looking up at him, silently questioning him. The kid couldn't hear, so why would he want to watch a movie? "I like making up the things a person could say. It can get pretty funny when I do that. Besides, there are subtitles."

Levi seemed to understand on some points, but others, such as watching a movie when one was deaf, didn't make sense. He nodded his head anyway, showing his understanding before pulling out his phone to call a nearby pizza place. After the two agreed on what they wanted, Levi ordered, and they continued their bickering, their next subject being movies.

"The acting in that one sucks."

"Yeah, but the animation in the movie you picked sucks. What's worse, sucky animation that makes it hard to watch a movie or shitty acting?"

"Both make it hard to watch a movie."

"Eh, good point." Levi accepted defeat after that, and the two ended up picking a movie that had relatively good animation of mid-class acting, which was considerably better than nothing. Though, in Levi's opinion, the movie still sucked.

They waited on the movie, waiting for the pizza to be delivered before they started watching it. When the pizza was delivered, the two ate in silence, all except for the TV that played the movie they agreed on. Levi had put on the subtitles for Eren, and he was surprised by how capable Eren really was. He didn't seem to miss a beat of the movie.

When someone told a joke, he understood and chuckled or laughed. He understood when someone was in pain or sad just from facial expressions or body positions, and he was five steps ahead of Levi on that one. Other's would pick up on the atmosphere by words, but Eren was able to read the situation far sooner by someone and how they were standing, walking, or looking at certain things. Eren picked up on things that were subtle gestures one wouldn't catch from words alone, and though Levi had seen this movie before, things made more sense to him now that he bothered to pay a little more attention to the positions the characters were in more than the words they were saying.

Eren truly was odd, but Levi had clarified already that the oddness was an admirable trait in Eren that made him likeable. He could no longer deny that he was growing a soft spot for the kid, but that was all his fault. He had plenty of chances to break off whatever this was beginning to take place, but he didn't.

Whatever happened between them now, Levi had no choice but to take blame for.

Halfway through the movie, with stomachs full and the movie playing a scene where someone inevitably screwed something over, the two of them fell asleep on Levi's couch. Eren had fallen asleep Levi's shoulder, Levi dozing off against the shoulder of the couch.

Positions like that could get tiring after a while, however.

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