Dreaming of You (Ereri)

Ch. 4

This chapter shall contain the wondrous and fabulous lemon, which unfortunately is nothing more than-

Levi: Aye, shut it, stupid. You'll spoil it.

Oh, yeah. Right ._.

By the way, you wanna know what's amazing? My middle name is Levi!! XD

Levi's P.O.V.

Woah...

Wait...

What!?

"You're not the only one who's been dreaming of a stranger," he'd said. So...I'm not crazy? All that time I thought I was el nutso because I was dreaming of some brat I'd never met before.

For the love of god, I had sex with him in my dreams.

Because apparently I wasn't fucked up enough.

I threw an arm across my face and groaned. After he'd said that, I ran out of the classroom, leaving the poor bastard stranded, and skipped the rest of the school day by going straight home. If you think I didn't feel like an asshole, you're wrong. I felt terrible, and all I wanted to do was rush over to his house and cuddle the fuck out of that piece of shit. However, 1) I didn't know where he lived, 2) he probably didn't want to see me, which was a stab in the throat, and 3) not sure his parents would appreciate the school bully coming over to their house with the intention of hugging their son till he couldn't breathe.

What a lovely first impression that would make.

Sighing, I stood and went to the kitchen to get my phone, which I'd aimlessly tossed onto the counter. As I was scrolling through my contacts, I got a phone call.

"What do you want, glasses?" I answered boringly. My friend, Hanji, laughed into the speaker on her end. She was the first person to talk to me on my first day, and although she was talkative, gossipy, annoying, and knew no personal boundaries, she was a good friend to have.

"My best friend radar is going haywire!" she screeched. I narrowed my eyes as I searched the fridge, locating a Coke Zero. "The hell does that mean?" I asked.

"You and that kid, right? After you burst out of the classroom, that kid with the freaky eyes you've been ogling all day came out too, but he had a different look than you. You looked confused and kinda panicked, and he looked...well, sad." Papers being shuffled sounded in the background. "I'm gonna assume you need his address? I have it with me, if you want it."

Ignoring the fact that apparently Hanji had been stalking me earlier, I accepted her offer and was out the door and on the road in less than five minutes. Damn glasses better not have given me a false address, I thought as I pressed down on the gas, coming close to speeding. A police car flashed me. "I don't give a fuck," I muttered, going faster.

Surprisingly, I made it to my destination without getting pulled over. I parked my car on the side of the road, next to a sidewalk. There was a woman jogging, students splitting from their cliques and going to separate houses, people walking dogs, small children running around yards surrounded by white, picket fences. My eye twitched at how...normal everything was. Then again, it figured that a wallflower like Eren would live in a place like that. Vaguely, I wondered what his parents were like, but my car was the only one for another two houses.

Holy crap, what if he's alone?

Swallowing thickly, I stepped out of my car and onto the light grey concrete, then made my way up the path leading to the front door of what I hoped was Eren's house. I reluctantly knocked on the door -which had been painted a beautiful, deep red - and waited.

Hardly a minute later, the door opened, making my heart skip a beat. Brilliant, blue green eyes met mine, filled with such sorrow it made even me want to cry, but that sorrow was quickly replaced with hope and surprise. "L-Levi!?" he exclaimed. "H-how did you know where I live?" I smiled as kindly as I could and leaned against one of the columns on the porch. "I have my sources," I teased, winking. He blushed and stared at the ground, seeming to be deciding something. "You, um, wanna come in?" he offered. I nodded and stepped inside as he held the door for me.

Then stopped.

"What the actual fuck, Eren? Your house is so fucking filthy!"

Eren cringed at my words. Who could blame me, though? Even a hoarder would be flabbergasted at the mess that was Eren Jaeger's house. Everything was coated in a thick layer of dust, trash was piled on tables scattered throughout the room, and - for Christ's sake - I thought I saw a rat scurry across the back wall. "Dammit," I muttered, turning to Eren. "I came here to talk, but I guess that'll have to wait until we get this mess cleaned up. Where's all your cleaning shit?"

***

Eren's P.O.V.

After almost two hours of cleaning, I was exhausted, but at least I knew now that the dining room actually existed and - shocker - my bedroom had a floor. I never would have guessed that Levi would be such a clean freak, but I guess I should stop judging books by their covers.

"Oi, Eren. You okay?" he asked as I flopped onto my bed, neatly made with fresh sheets. I groaned into a navy blue pillow. "I am the definition of exhausted," I whined. "How do you enjoy that?"

"It's an acquired taste, I guess," he replied.

I sat up as he came to sit beside me, rolling his sleeves back down and pulling the handkerchief off his face. "About earlier," he sighed. "I'm so sorry, Eren. I just...was not expecting you to say that. Totally took me by surprise, not even kidding. I always thought I was some sort of mental freak because I was having wet dreams about some brat I didn't even know. I'm not crazy, right?" he asked, turning to me.

My face turned 50 shades of tomato red.

"W-w-what d-do you mean w-w-wet d-d-dreams? T-that's- Uh, I-I mean- Y-you know i-it's-"

"Disgusting?" he offered.

"EMBARRASSING!" I yelped, covering my face with my hands and laying on my back. "I WAS GOING TO SAY EMBARRASSING! I-IT'S NOT DISGUSTING!"

"Okay, okay. Stop hollering."

(Yaoi time, brought to you by a certain gay, majestic potato. o(^▽^)o)

He chuckled and pinched my cheek as I sat up, a soft grin on his face. We stared at each other for what seemed like a long time before we simultaneously leaned in. Our lips didn't actually touch, but we both started breathing heavily as though we'd already made out. Levi gripped the back of my neck and pressed his forehead to mine, closing his eyes. His hand found mine and rested on top of it as he tilted his head and tugged slightly on my neck, forcing our lips together. I brought my free hand to his face and cupped his cheek. Then, I snatched my hand away from his and pressed it to his other cheek. He set his free hand on my waist, pushing me onto my back. Groaning pleasurably, he stuck his tongue in my mouth and explored around. "L-Levi," I moaned, turning my head to the side. He smirked and sucked hard on my neck. "H-hey!" I screeched. "You'll leave a mark, damn you!" His smirk grew wider as he drew back, looking me in the eye. "That's the point," he whispered, his voice low. "You're mine, and bitches ought to know that. Got a problem, Jaeger?"

I shook my head.

"Good," he smiled, laying his head on my chest and wrapping his arms around me. "Now stay still."

"Eh...what exactly are you doing now?" I asked.

"Cuddling, brat. What does it look like?"

I blushed and giggled, then hugged his head and sighed. After my heart rate slowed and my breathing calmed down, I fell asleep with the man of my dreams in my arms.

(TA DAH!!!! Question: should I end it here? I kinda hope yes and I kinda hope no, cause I like where this is headed and I NEEDZ DA SEX, but I have lack of inspiration for how to continue. The struggle is real, bruh. Anyhoo, thx for reading! I LOVE YOU, MY DEAREST PANCAKES!!)