A/N: I know what you're thinking. I was on a roll, wasn't I? I didn't upload during the weekend. Once more, I'm uploading during the week! What is this sorcery? Well it's summer! *dances like an idiot* So happy Tuesday! :D Hope everyone's week is going well. That's unless you read the new chapter of the manga and are currently like "WHYYYYYY WOULD YOU END IT LIKE THAT?!" I've said it before and I'll say it again. Hajime likes to torture us. That's all there is to it.

-Misty

Song of the WEEKDAY~! "I Need U"

By: BTS

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, mild character death

Main pairing: Riren with some side pairs
Anime: Shingeki No Kyojin (Attack on Titan)

Chapter Eighteen: Sorry, I Care

"We're going to camp out in the office tonight." Levi spoke into the receiver, eyes looking over the snow covered scenery outside the glass door.

"A-Are you sure? Does the place have heating? What are you even going to sleep on?" Mikasa hadn't been keen on the idea of them together in the first place, so when Levi broke the news of them being stranded at the store and that they were going to stay there, sleep there, together, she was no less than pleased.

"We've got a mini space heater in there for winter, so with the door closed it'll stay warm." After explaining that, he heard the hushed groan she let out under her breath. "There's a couch in the office too. It's the only one that pulls out into a bed, though I don't think there's enough space in there to do it. We've got blankets and pillows, so we should be good."

"What about food?"

"Hanji has a stash of snacks in one of the drawers in my desk. Plus it's only one night. It's not like we'll starve to death within twelve hours." Levi looked back at Eren, watching as the boy messed around with something in his backpack. Probably looking for his phone no less. Had he forgotten he gave it to Levi so he could talk to Mikasa?

"Does Eren have his medicine with him at least?"

"Eren has medicine?" This was news, even for him.

"Just in case he gets a migraine or if he's got any pain in his body. He nearly got hit by a car tonight. I can't imagine he's feeling very good."

"Well he's been fine so far. If not we've got extra medicine here just in case he runs out." Levi rolled his neck around, feeling the beginnings of aggravation set in. He found it very endearing that Mikasa cared so much, but didn't she ever let up? "I'm not going to let anything happen to him, Mikasa."

"I know that now…" He heard her mutter, seemingly defeated in a way. "You got hit by a car for him…"

"Adrenaline kicked in." Levi improvised, which earned him a scoff.

"Is your leg okay at least? Eren said it looked bad."

"It was going five miles an hour. It hurt hitting the ground more than it did getting a headlight to the ass… Stop it. I can hear you smiling." Levi told her. There was the smallest hint of a laugh on the other side of the line before a voice spoke up in the background. Obviously it was Armin.

Levi couldn't make out what it was he was saying. All he could hear was something about a mattress, and then Mikasa responded with a simple 'okay.'

"You guys okay over there?"

"Yeah, we'll be fine. We're going to sleep downstairs tonight."

"Sounds like a fun camp out."

"More or less…"

"Mikasa…" Levi could hear Armin's voice more clearly, followed by a small conversation. He could hear Mikasa's side of it, but only some of Armin's. It wasn't anything very entertaining though.

"Hey, I'll let you guys take care of things at home. I'm going to put Eren to bed and go to sleep myself."

"A-Are you sure? There's nothing we can do before then, right?"

"No, there's nothing you can do. Let's just hope by morning that the snow plows manage to clear the roads." Levi said and looked back when he heard Eren's book bag drop to the floor, followed by a very disgruntled groan. "I'll call you in the morning though to let you know that we're okay."

"You better." His sister warned from the other end.

"Right. Sleep well." Even if she hated him, that didn't warrant negativity from him. If he could just get her to like him a tiny fraction, then it was a start.

"Tell Eren I said to sleep well," Mikasa said, sounding worried.

"I will."

"And that he knows where his pepper spray is if he needs it."

She just had to get that last bit in.

"Will do. Bye," He didn't really want to wait for a response, but even if he did, he hadn't gotten one. Mikasa hung up quickly, leaving him with the dial tone in the background for him to listen to until he hung up.

Levi sighed as he walked with a limp back over to Eren, eyes squinting to see him in the dim lighting. It'd gotten dark so early, but to make sure no insane person came in, they turned off all the lights and closed the curtains. They didn't need anyone walking in while this weather was going on.

"Looking for something, brat?" Levi asked out loud, but it fell on deaf ears. Eren looked up only moments later when he saw the man's feet within his field of vision, looking irritated and confused. "You didn't forget I had this, did you?" Levi signed to him and held up the small cellphone in his hand.

"N-No…!" He yipped and snagged his phone away. He pulled it back and turned away, but even in the dark, Levi could still see the flush of red on his normally tan cheeks.

"Are you still sulking?" Levi waited until Eren's eyes were on him before signing, questioning his odd, but childish actions.

"No…" Eren pouted.

"Yeah right." Levi sat down on the sofa beside him and leaned back, trying to keep weight off of his leg that still smarted from the accident. "Stop pouting, Eren. It doesn't look good on your face."

"I'll stop pouting when you admit you're hurt." Eren rebuked without looking at his face. He could only stare at his hands.

"Is that what this is about?" Levi remarked skeptically, but with the way he was acting, it was obvious. "You're mad at me for pushing you out of the way?"

"You could have been seriously hurt."

"So could you."

"Had I known then, I would have gladly taken the hit!"

"You couldn't even hear the car honking at you to move!" Levi exclaimed, but just as the words left his lips, he began to regret it. No, regret wasn't the right word, but he couldn't seem to think of one that could explain how badly he felt for saying that.

Eren looked up at him with a very similar expression he had the day Levi first broke up with him. He looked hurt, like Levi had taken his heart out of his chest and stomped on it. The older man knew that was a sensitive subject for him, so why did he bring it up? Why did he even say that?

"Shit… Eren, I'm sor-"

"So I'm just something weak and small to protect, right?" Eren stood up from the sofa, tossing his backpack aside. He couldn't even care less with it anymore.

"No, Eren, that's not what I-!"

"I don't need you to protect me!"

"I never said you needed to be protected, but you didn't know it was coming!" Eren tried looking away, but Levi wasn't done arguing with him just yet. "Had that car hit you and had you gotten hurt, I wouldn't know what to do with myself!"

"I'm an adult! I'm perfectly capable of handling myself, even if I was hit!"

"I know you are!"

"So then why would you bring it up?"

"Because you didn't hear it coming! Had that happened to anyone else I would have done the same thing!"

"Nice to know the sentiment is returned." Eren scoffed and looked away, arms folding over his chest as a way to say that this conversation was over.

"Hey, shithead, that doesn't mean I don't care about you." Levi said and shoved at his shoulder. "You're important to me. Get it, brat? God forbid something were to happen to you…"

Levi's fingers slowed to a stop, the idea coming about in his mind. What if Eren had gotten hit by that car? What if it had been going faster, and the damage done was far worse than what happened to him? Could either of them been put in a hospital?

He didn't even want to think about seeing Eren in a hospital bed with tubes coming out of his throat. The idea hurt just thinking about it.

"You know what? I'm sorry. I'm sorry I care so much about you that I'd rather take the fall than let you get hurt. I'm sorry I care so much that I wouldn't want to see you in a hospital. I'm sorry, but I'm done with this childish fucking argument." Levi walked away, trying to keep his limp at bay as he did so. He just needed to stop the argument.

He didn't want to keep it going, and at this point, he was so pissed that he couldn't think straight. He didn't need to say more things that would upset Eren, or to get him into further trouble. He didn't need that at all right now, not when his whole leg was suddenly throbbing with pain.

Maybe he was hit harder than he thought. He didn't feel anything when he first got hit, but that could have been the adrenaline rush. Now that they were alone, with the tension in the air between them and the ambiance quiet, he could focus on other things, like his leg.

Damn it hurt. There was nothing he could do about it though besides bear with it. They weren't going anywhere until morning, and any medicine left over needed to be saved in case of a serious emergency. It hurt, but it was bearable.

He just hoped it'd be that way tomorrow, but he knew better. He knew the pain would be excruciating after laying down for longer than eight hours, and then trying to put it back into gear. He knew it'd be that way for the next few days. He was just going to have to suck it up and grind his teeth together like he wasn't in pain.

That was easier said than done though. Each step he took to stand at the counter he found his limp to be more profound. The ache, once dull and manageable, now hurt like hell.

He could make it through the night, right?

"Levy…" Levi sighed at the sound of his name being called out by the only person left with him in the room. He really wasn't in the mood for another argument, but he wasn't one to turn Eren away.

Levi mustered up enough of a façade to pretend he wasn't in pain before turning around. Eren stood behind him, most of his body lost within the darkness, but had it not been for the dimming street lights shining through the curtains, he would have never seen him. The brunette's green eyes shown through the brightest though, and as cheesy as it sounded, his eyes seemed to dull away some of the pain.

"What…?" He didn't mean to be so curt, but he was still stinging from their argument. He didn't need for it to continue.

"I… I'm sorry…" Eren mumbled, eyes looking to the ground while his hands lifted from his sides. All he could come up with, however, was another apology.

"What for…?" Levi asked him. Eren sighed.

"Yelling… I guess…"

"Thanks for the apology." Levi scoffed at his half-assed apology.

"I mean it… Levi, when I saw you on the ground after that car hit you, I… I got so scared…" Eren's hand shook ever so slightly, but it was enough for the man to see, even within the dark. Eren intentionally shook his hands to get rid of the jitters, because if his hands were frantic, Levi wouldn't understand him.

Levi would openly agree though that he was surprised in himself for doing so well so far.

"Funny, I was thinking the same thing when I saw it coming towards you." Levi signed. "How does that saying go? 'Anger is just fear on its way out,' I believe."

"I've never heard it before…"

"Well, that's how it goes…" Levi looked away for a moment, black eyes trying to find something interesting to look at besides the boy in front of him, but there wasn't much besides books. "I'm sorry for yelling too. I was afraid something more could happen, even after I pushed you out of the way. I didn't want you getting hurt."

"I-I know that now, and I'm sorry for yelling. I got so mad at you, even when you saved me. I just… I couldn't think right at that moment. I thought you were seriously hurt…" Eren looked up with those eyes like a puppy, pleading and begging for something, but Levi could only guess what. The older man sighed before holding out an arm for the boy, and like an obedient dog to his master, he came right up to him for a simple hug.

The moment weight was added to him, Levi felt the ache in his leg resurface. Not only did it hurt, it stung. It came as such a surprise that Levi buckled under Eren's warm hug, but he managed to keep himself up with his other leg and his arm around Eren.

"Levy…?" Eren asked and looked at him, seeing the pained expression on his face. "I'm worried about your leg…"

"I'll be fine. Don't worry."

"What if it's bad though?"

"If it's really that bad, then I'll go to a doctors first thing tomorrow when the roads are clear. If they ever clear up. I'm beginning to think it's the end of the world out there…"

"Do you want some medicine for the pain?"

"I wouldn't want you wasting it unless it was an emergency." Levi told him, but Eren made a weird face before taking up his hand and pulling him back to the couch. His backpack had been turned right side up, the flaps left open for Eren to go digging through again. Levi took his seat back on the couch, giving his leg a break until Eren pulled out a small sandwich bag with some random pills inside. "Well doesn't that look shady?" Levi mentioned and Eren rolled his eyes.

The teen paused for a moment, eyes looking at the pills with a curious gaze. At first Levi assumed that he was just trying to figure out which one was for pain until Eren opened up the bag and dumped its contents on the floor. He stood up and left his side then, heading to the front door of the store and pushing on it, but it didn't budge. It took a few more pushes for him to realize that it was still locked (he prayed within his mind that Levi didn't somehow see that) before bending over to unlock it and properly open the door.

A gust of cold air hit him, and even from where Levi was sitting, he could feel the air come in to chill his bones. Eren bent over the doorway, his hands disappearing and his actions shadowed by the building, making Levi grunt. He had no idea what the brat was up to by now, but was that really such a surprise to him?

Eren stood back up straight after a few moments and locked the door again. He shook his head that had become quickly covered in flurries, eyes looking about for him in the dark. When he found him, he lifted up his hand to present the little baggy he had been holding, but now the little baggy was packed with snow and closed, creating a cold compress.

"You're something, you know that?" Levi asked, but he didn't sign it. He figured it wasn't too important for Eren to know.

"Can I see your leg please?" Eren asked him as he walked back over to the couch. Levi nodded his head before standing, hands balancing himself out with the couch so he wouldn't fall over. When he felt he was stable enough, or what he would consider stable for a man with an injury, his hands moved down the belt of his pants and undid the clasp holding it together. When Eren realized what it was he was doing, he all but shrieked, taking a few steps back until his back met with one of the bookshelves.

"What…?" Levi asked, eyebrows furrowing in confusion from the brunette's actions.

"W-What, what are you…? What…?" Eren began stuttering, hands shaking too much to justifiably sign what he wanted to say.

"What's wrong?"

"Why are you removing your belt?" Eren finally managed, but his hands couldn't stop shaking.

"So I can take my pants off." Levi stated bluntly.

"Why…?" Eren yipped, and even in the dark, Levi could see how red his face was.

"My pant leg won't lift up that far, and the cold won't get through the wool." He lied just a bit there. His pant leg would lift up just fine. It was wool after all, which didn't mean it was impervious to stretching just a bit. The pants were even a size too big for him already, which was why he needed a belt.

He wouldn't actually admit that though. He liked seeing that vibrant color on his brats face.

His brat.

"Uhm, b-but I… I uhm…" Eren couldn't seem to speak, let alone look him in the eye. Maybe he had teased him too much?

"Eren," Levi sighed and grabbed at his hand. He pulled him close until they had only a few inches of space between them again, but Levi wasn't really intending to tease him. The blush that went down his neck spoke another thing entirely.

"N-No, I… What uhm…"

"Hey," Levi said and leaned back to sit on the couch. "Relax. I'm just messing with you."

"That isn't funny." Eren huffed, but the shake in his hand was still obvious, even when he thought it wasn't.

"Come on. Do you really think I'd do that to you? Mikasa would kill me before I could breathe your name." Levi said as the brunette sat beside him.

"I guess so…" Eren mumbled.

"But if you plan on being in this relationship with me for a while, you'll have to get used to this. You're bound to see me naked every now and again."

"Levy…!" Eren yipped once more and whacked Levi's stomach. It wasn't painful by any means; it was more of a playful hit than one meant to hurt him, but it managed to form a small smile on the older man's lips.

"I'm only speaking the truth. If you don't like it, I'd run now if I were you." Eren rolled his eyes before motioning to the man's pants, hoping he'd hurry up and take them off. Not because he wanted to see the man partially nude; of course not.

Maybe a little, but his biggest concern was tending to the man's injury.

"Take them off," He ordered him in a timid voice.

"You're the least sexy person I've ever met." Levi stated before lifting his hips to pull his pants down. Eren averted his eyes, feeling the burning in his cheeks spreading down his neck and to the tips of his ears. It was bad, really bad, but he didn't know what to make of the situation. The only people he'd ever seen naked were Mikasa and Armin from the days of being kids, running through the creek, and being scolded with a bath afterwards. That was when they were kids though, so that was different.

Levi was a full grown man here, his boyfriend nonetheless (Could he really call him that?). He was stripping in front of him. Sure, it was just his pants and he wasn't completely naked, but Levi was right. If Eren was planning on staying with him, eventually, they'd do it, wouldn't they? Or at least do something more than making out and heavy petting? Eren couldn't see that far into their relationship yet, but at the same time, it wasn't like he could see himself out of it either.

Eren hesitantly looked back, not having given a signal from Levi just yet. He looked back just in time to see Levi fighting to get his pant leg off of his injured leg without jostling it too much, and damn, it was dark enough to hide some things, but it was just bright enough to see the prominent muscles his legs had. It was bright enough to see the dip between his thighs and the creases in his underwear where certain things were hidden away, and he prayed to whatever gods there were that Levi didn't catch him looking. It was also bright enough to see the long, dark, and painful looking bruise forming on his thigh. He could see the outline of it, as well as the yellowish discoloration around the dark area that spread from his upper hip down to the upper portion of his knee.

Levi thought this wasn't bad? He must not have really seen the damage.

"Levy…" Eren called to him, the worry obvious on his face. Levi looked back to him and noticed the look on his face before following those bright, green eyes of his to his leg. Eren's previous ideas must have been right. Judging by the look of surprise that arose on his face, Levi hadn't realized how badly he'd been hurt.

"Well fuck…" He cursed under his breath. Eren didn't give him the chance to mentally prepare himself, nor did he warn him before pushing the cold pack of snow against his leg. The man jumped in place and leaned away, but wherever he tried to go was in vain. Eren followed him with it until the initial shock disappeared, and the cold was no longer overbearing. "Fuck, Eren! Warn someone next time before you do that!"

"Sorry…" Eren mumbled, eyes suddenly focusing to the floor. He bent over for a moment, fingers moving around the carpet until he could find his pills he had so meaninglessly tossed away. He held up his palm for the man, obviously giving him the opportunity to take them while he still had the chance.

"I'm fine," Levi argued.

"Take it or I'll shove it down your throat." Eren signed with a frown.

"Fine…" Levi sighed, quickly giving in. He didn't have the patience to argue with Eren. He had no patience and a lot of annoying attitude to work with. He'd always win, whether Levi had the energy or not to argue with him, and he really didn't.

Levi took up two of the tiny blue pills in his palm and dipped his head back to swallow them dry. He didn't like it in the least, but he figured that it was better than nothing. The dry ache in his throat with the dull burn would surely pass, and hopefully it would dull the pain he felt. He'd just have to wait though, and who knows how long that would take?

"I could have gotten you water…" Eren signed thoughtfully.

"I'm fine." Levi said and leaned back against the couch. He sighed, trying to forget that he was in pain. It seemed easier with Eren watching, however. The medicine hadn't kicked in yet; of course not, but knowing that Eren's eyes were on him, that those big, green eyes were racking over his body and taking in every little detail he could seemed to distract him. Knowing that Eren's hand was still holding the pack of snow on his leg had an odd sort of warmth bubbling in his stomach despite the cold spot on his leg.

He almost didn't want to look at the brunette, worrying he'll catch his gaze, but he knew he'd have to face it sooner or later. What was he so worried about? It was just Eren. This was the same kid he'd met in the summer, the same kid who he'd seen almost every day since. There was nothing prominently different about Eren, unless he looked at the growth of his hair or how he'd become slightly pale with the change of seasons. That had nothing to do with him as a person, and nothing about him had changed a bit.

"Levy," Eren said softly, trying to gain his attention.

Yeah, not much had changed there either.

"What are you blushing for?" Levi asked him after a very long stand of silence.

"I'm not blushing," Eren argued weakly, eyes trying to look at him, but also look away. He couldn't do that so well when Levi's lower half was partially naked though.

"Can't keep your eyes off of me?"

"Stop it."

"I'm just teasing you, Eren." Levi signed before tapping at his arm softly. "It's not my fault if you can't keep your head out of the gutter."

"Bathroom," Eren muttered and stood up suddenly. Levi watched him walk out of the room awkwardly, head down and eyes adverted. He wasn't going to continue the conversation, and how would he do that? He'd just simply look away and keep himself from reading Levi's hands.

"Maybe I teased him too much…" Levi whispered to himself, but then realized he could have yelled it and it wouldn't have made a difference. He leaned back once more, eyes lifting up to look at the ceiling to relax himself. He hoped that the medicine would kick in within a short amount of time. Even if it wasn't instantaneous, he hoped it'd be soon. This was starting to get unbearable.

So was the cold too, now that he thought about it. They'd been sitting out here for whatever reason, but there was no real point to it. The heat was in the office, as well as the pull out mattress. That would be fun to attempt in that tiny ass office, but it they could pull it off, they'd both have a semi-comfortable bed to sleep on for the night. Thinking about it too, that couch was probably more comfortable than his bed at home.

His bed was how old now? Ancient really. He'd gotten it so long ago, but even when the mattress for the couch was stuffed away, it was probably more comfortable than what he had at home.

So deep in his thoughts of random things, which did well to provide a dilatory distraction for the time being, Levi didn't even realize when the brunette walked out of the bathroom. He only noticed him when Eren walked back into the room and sat down beside him, pulling his brain from random thoughts and bringing back to the situation at hand. It wasn't much of a situation, but it could become one if he didn't solve this soon.

"You know I was just teasing you, right? I didn't mean anything by it." Levi asked him while tilting his head for a better look. Eren hummed in agreement while nodding his head, lips pursed into some sort of odd expression Levi couldn't read. "So then why won't you look at me?"

"It's embarrassing..." He signed, fingers taut against his lap.

"Did it upset you that much?" Maybe he really had messed with him too much.

"Not so much upset, just… Made sense…?" Eren seemed to trail off, as if the words didn't even make much sense to himself.

"How did it make sense?"

"Well you're right… Someday we could probably… I mean would probably…" Eren made a sound deep in his throat, a mixture of a growl and a whine as he tried figuring out what he wanted to say. He knew what to say, but tact was not something he was good at.

"And when it happens, it happens. There's no telling when that'll happen, so you shouldn't be so anxious about it now. That's just causing stress you don't need." Levi reached for Eren's hand and grabbed it, feeling how his hand was still cold from holding the snow pack only a few minutes ago. Eren smiled weakly, as if he was trying to agree with the idea of it. It didn't seem to be an easy thing for him to do though.

Eren was the type of person who didn't let things go very easily. Levi had learned that a long time ago, but he was still reminded of it every now and again.

"I guess so…" Eren picked up his makeshift cold pack and placed it back on Levi's leg, once again making the man jump. Levi didn't warn him this time around, but in lieu of it glared at him. Eren smiled that time, trying to hide the fact that he truly enjoyed doing that to him. "Sorry…"

"No you aren't." Levi uttered. Eren laughed it off and leaned forward, his forehead pushing into the older man's lightly. Levi assumed that this was his way of asking for a kiss, so he was no less than prepared for it, but Eren didn't move beyond that. He kept his eyes down, focused on the task of keeping the compress on Levi's leg so the swelling and pain would recede.

Somehow Levi didn't like this. He was expecting a kiss from Eren, considering he was the one who always started them. Maybe he had become a little spoiled with them? He wasn't sure.

"Brat…" Levi scoffed and moved his head. Eren looked up at him just before Levi kissed him, but he didn't pull away. Even though Levi started it, however, it was Eren who pushed forward into the kiss. Snow pack forgotten about, Eren lifted a hand up and placed it against the older man's chest. He felt the heart beneath his fingertips beat, the pace of it quickening the longer their kiss remained connected. His cold fingers inched up further, just barely edging to the collar of his shirt before he stopped.

He opened his eyes, hoping to catch a glimpse of Levi's face, closed off and peaceful like it usually was when they kissed, but he found dark eyes already on him. It wasn't like Levi had been watching as they kissed. It was just one of those moments, whatever one wanted to called it, that they looked to each other at the same time. With it, however, they broke apart, much to Eren's chagrin.

"Hey..." Levi breathed against his lips, but it was quickly covered up. Eren leaned forward again for another kiss, so soft and tender, so awfully unpracticed, but it would be a lie to that it wasn't the warmest thing he had ever felt.

Eren's other hand faltered around his leg, his grip tightening, loosening, and then falling. It landed against Levi's other thigh, completely by accident, but the sudden contrast between the warm kiss and his cold hand had Levi jumping in surprise.

"I-I'm sorry," Eren apologized after pulling away quickly. Levi scoffed, the smallest of smiles playing on his lips that was hidden away by the darkness.

"It's okay," Levi assured him. Eren laughed lightly, finding the situation funny for all of the same reasons he did before moving in for another kiss. Whatever got him started Levi didn't know, but it wasn't like he was complaining. He'd never have to worry about Eren or his intentions, because Eren wasn't the type of person to kiss and tell. It would eventually get back to Armin and his sister; even he knew that, but it wouldn't make it far outside of their little circle.

"Levy…" Eren breathed, his breath warm and moist against Levi's lips.

"Hm…?" Levi hummed, hands coming up to wrap around his neck. His fingers tangled within his soft, brown hair, using that as leverage to keep the two of them close. He saw the bob in Eren's throat, he saw those green eyes look down to his lips and then back up in him, and he felt Eren's breath flutter against his lips as he sighed shakily.

"Levy…" He whispered his name softly, unconsciously moving closer

"What is it?" Eren's eyes were so focused on his lips that there was no way he couldn't understand him.

"I… I want to do it…" Eren's fingers shook more than ever as he signed, his breathing a little erratic and his cheeks so dark that Levi thought he might actually have a fever.

"Do what…?" Levi asked him.

"-…" Levi had never bothered to pick up the sign to understand what Eren had said, but it didn't take a rocket scientist to know what he was implying.