Eren looked at Levi differently from there on. He didn't question his actions, he tried not to get angry when the male ignored him, he tried to give him space when he thought he needed it and keep him company when he thought he'd like it... Even if he'd never say it outloud to Eren.. Whenever anyone said anything bad about him, they would have a fight on their hands, whether verbal or physical – Eren would take none of it, Levi didn't deserve it. He was in love with the boy that he'd (rather creepily) watched in the library for 6 months. He was gay, he had known it since he was about 10. He had always tried to fight against it but at 12, he gave in. There was no point fighting something that he couldn't change. Eren was always daydreaming in class, wondering about Levi, still confused about him... He was so mysterious, and he felt so sorry for him because of his past. He felt horrible for thinking this, but... He felt slightly... happy... that Levi had said he'd lived in a care home and was adopted. They had something in common, they understood one another... Well, at least they would if he told Levi, most people knew that Eren's mum had been killed and his father left (much like Levi) but he didn't think that Levi actually knew... Maybe he should tell him. After all, Levi had told him his life story when he didn't really wish to, surely it would be wrong not to. He loved Levi, he loved him despite his past, in fact, he loved him even more because he knew about him more and knew more about why he was the way he was. He had a crush on that adorably moody midget...

Levi continued his argument with himself, trying to forget his feelings for Eren, but he just couldn't do it. Several more cuts were gouged into his wrist in a desperate attempt to let out feelings with the blood and forget, but he just couldn't. He was in love with the boy that had (rather creepily) watched him in the library for 6 months. He was bisexual, he couldn't fight against it anymore. He was and there was nothing he could do to change the way he was. If he wasn't such a quiet person always keeping himself to himself, he would have asked someone whether being bi was wrong... But Levi never spoke to anyone except Eren really. He lay on his bed, staring up at the ceiling in silence, lost in thought, blood trickling down his arm onto the sheets, dirtying them, but for once he didn't care. He had a crush on that bloody brat...

They started avoiding one another. Levi started to avoid Eren more, he felt uncomfortable with what he'd admitted to himself and felt embarrassed every time he spoke to the brunette. Eren started thinking maybe he'd done something wrong, or may Levi just wanted time alone... So he started trying to stay away from him more. When they were in their room, Levi barely ever spoke, (not that he had spoken much before), and Eren got quieter and quieter. Levi would catch him looking at him sadly and Eren would blush and look away. Levi hated the way he looked so cute when he blushed. He wanted to tell Eren, but he was terrified that Eren would judge him and hate him. Eren wanted to tell Levi that he was adopted too, but he was too scared that Levi would think he was lying or something.

One morning, Eren heard the alarm go as usual and Levi turned it off. Eren groaned and hid under his duvet, he felt even more tired than usual for some reason.

"Sorry Eren, I set that on my phone and I put it under my pillow, I hoped it wouldn't wake you but I must have moved my pillow slightly in the night..." Levi grumbled quietly, his voice sounded sleepy. Eren frowned under his duvet and poked his nose and eyes out cutely, his hair all fluffy and messy. He squinted through the darkness at the red digits on the clock. It was 5am. So that was why it felt earlier than normal...

"You... slept?" Eren asked quietly in disbelief, his drowsy voice thick with sleep.

"Mmhmm..." Levi turned his phone on and sat up with a sigh. Eren screwed his eyes up at the light. He could see Levi's silhouette in the dark, the light from his phone shining softly on him, showing his chest muscles through his black t-shirt. Unfortunately, Eren could also see the illuminated cuts on his wrists, they seemed to have multiplied.

"When did you go to bed?" He asked softly, admiring Levi in the light. He blinked, looking at the male's messy black hair; he was a hot mess. He looked tired, but then again he always did... But he also looked adorably sleepy because he'd just woken up.

"1am..." He grumbled, rubbing his eyes. Eren looked appalled.

"Levi, you never sleep... You only got 4 hours sleep and you only sleep for a couple of hours every other night... You'll make yourself ill!"

"I'm fine Eren, I lived in an alley for most of my life, if I can cope with that, I think I can cope with being tired..." He murmured and Eren fell silent. That was the first time Levi had mentioned their conversation since the day they'd gone down there. It had been 2 weeks and 3 days ago... Eren had subconsciously been keeping count. Levi got out of his bed and used the light from his phone to find his clothes so that he could go to get showered. Eren watched him in the semi-darkness and Levi felt his eyes on him. He looked over his shoulder at the teen. "What?" He grumbled in annoyance, he hated when Eren stared at him with those adorable green eyes, he hated the fact he found him cute and attractive.

"I was just wondering... What are your parents like?" Levi looked taken aback, that was a random question. He must mean the couple that adopted him. He shifted uncomfortably and turned back to what he was doing.

"That's a pretty random thing to ask Eren..." He murmured. "They're alright... I guess. Why...?"

"I was just wondering... because my adopted parents aren't very nice..." Eren mumbled and hid back under his duvet. He hoped that in Levi's tired state, he would still realise the word 'adopted' in that sentence. He had wanted to tell him for ages, but hadn't found a chance when Levi was actually being remotely talkative recently. Levi froze. He turned around slowly and frowned at the lump of blankets that was Eren.

"Adopted...?"

"Mmhmm..." Eren's muffled voice hummed sleepily. "I didn't know if you knew or not, I felt you should know and everyone else does..." Levi tossed his clothes onto his bed, not caring that he crumpled them.

"I-I didn't know..." He mumbled. There was silence for about a minute and Eren felt his bed sink slightly and he peeked around his warm nest of duvet. Levi had sat gingerly on the edge of the bed next to him. "...Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Levi asked and Eren shrugged.

"Like I said, I didn't know if you knew or not but also you have seemed to far away this past week, you just suddenly stopped talking to me all together... I figured that you wanted to be alone so didn't want to disturb you." Levi looked away sheepishly, his cheeks flushing as he remembered why he'd done that. "You don't hate me do you...?"

"No, of course I don't you brat..." Levi half snapped. "Don't be stupid... Why the hell would I hate you?" He turned to look back at him.

"I thought you'd think I was annoying and needy."

"But... I'm adopted too, why would me finding out that your are adopted make you needy and annoying? Well, you already are needy and annoying, but you being adopted changes nothing." Eren couldn't help the smile that twitched his lips, but it was hidden by the duvet. "Why aren't yours very nice?"

"Well..." Eren let out a deep, tired sigh, shifting slightly in his bed, accidentally nudging Levi's butt with his knee under the covers. Levi moved away slightly in embarrassment. Eren blushed. "Th-they are really strict and they used to hit me, that's why I wanted to come to a college like this where I can board and don't have to go home to them... They aren't very well off, that's why I don't have many things, but I don't mind that obviously, I just wished they weren't so mean... I don't think they like me at all, they adopted me when I was 10, my mum was killed and my dad left, they adopted me about 7 months after I went to the care home. I think they liked me back then because I was young but now they just hate me... Why are yours only 'alright'?" Eren asked quietly and Levi shrugged his shoulders.

"They don't seem to like me either, after Farlan and Isabel died I closed off more then usual and I think they hated that I was like that. They don't like the way I dress or my cleanliness, they don't like how moody or quiet I am. They're not bad people, I think they just would've preferred a son like you. I was with them for 8 months before my friends were killed..." Levi said nearly inaudibly and flicked some fluff off of his leg, his messy hair falling in his eyes.

"A son like me...? What do you mean?" He frowned slightly, searching Levi with his emerald coloured eyes. Levi shifted slightly and folded his arms, looking at the floor.

"You know... Happy, funny, kind, determined, someone with spirit... Not moody, doesn't only wear black, acts like a normal teenager... Doesn't slit their wrists, actually has friends and talks to people... You know, the son everyone wants..." He mumbled and got up. Eren swallowed, watching him.

"B-but... But you're funny sometimes, you just don't talk much, you're kind, you're determined... It shouldn't matter that you wear black, it suits you and it's your choice, being normal is boring and you shouldn't be expected to act like everyone else after what you've been through. It doesn't matter that you cut either, well at least it shouldn't... It doesn't matter to me, so it shouldn't to them. You have friends, you just don't call them that and you have your reasons." Eren said quietly into his soft duvet, watching as Levi gathered his clothes to leave.

"Oh please Eren, who could ever love someone like me..." He grumbled in annoyance, opening their door as quietly as he could so as not to disturb anyone.

"Me... I love you and I am not bothered by the way you are..." Eren blurted out before he actually thought about what he said. All the blood went to his face, making him go crimson and hot. Levi flushed red and swallowed, hurrying out before more could be said. Eren groaned as the door shut. He'd managed to scare Levi away again and had just accidentally confessed his love to him... If Levi had been telling the truth and hadn't hated him before, he definitely would now.

(A/N:) Hey! Sorry I didn't upload yesterday, I was busy but here's another chapter for you! Hope you enjoyed, thanks for reading!