Bright Eyes [Ereri]

Chapter 6

Levi's POV
I was dragged out of my sleep by the ringing of my cellphone. I brought the stupid device up to my ear and slid the bar to answer the call while simultaneously glancing at the clock. It was ten-freaking-thirty in the morning!
"Hello?" I said into the phone, still half asleep. I lifted my free hand and ran it through my hair and down my face. I tried to sit up but felt a weight around my waist. Oh wait. Eren stayed the night.
"Hey Levi it's Erwin." I just glanced at the phone screen before hanging up on him. I can talk to Erwin another time. I looked over to my right to see a sleeping Eren. His hair was tossled and his mouth was slightly agape. There were light snores escaping his open mouth. One arm was holding me tightly against him while the other laid across his stomach. He then drew his hand out from around me and he rolled over onto his stomach, clutching a pillow. He groaned softly in his sleep, which was absolutely adorable. Eren was essentially the human embodiment of a teddy bear.
I leaned over to his side of the bed and laid down on his back. I lightly kissed his shoulder blade and then higher up on his shoulder, causing him to stir in his sleep.
Then it hit me, this whole wave of new emotions that I had yet to experience in my twenty three years of being alive until now. It was this whole tidal wave of feelings and it was a little overwhelming to be honest. I felt such adoration for this young man. There was this tightness in my chest that no matter how many times I coughed it wouldn't go away. My heart was beating at a scary rate and I felt hot. I felt such an overwhelming feeling for this brat laying in my bed. I felt like I was falling into something, like a deep hole that I wouldn't be able climb my way out of. But all these feelings, this bombardment of passion that I had for the boy with the bright eyes, I didn't hate them. They were all so foreign, but I wanted to feel like this for a long time.
I started to feel like I couldn't breathe. All these new sentiments were becoming a bit too much. I crawled off of Eren and out of the bed, stumbling towards the balcony. Once I was outside I took in a big gulp of air and ran my hand through my hair. I walked over to the railing of the balcony and propped my elbows up on it, leaning outward. I could feel the morning breeze delicately wrap around my naked torso and gently caress my cheeks. After the onslaught of feelings my body felt heavy, like my blood was replaced with pure lead and my head hurt. I needed coffee, lots of coffee.
I left the isolation of the balcony and made my way into the kitchen. I opened the cabinet above my coffee maker and stood on my toes to reach a large mug that had a depiction of the painting "Starry Night" wrapped around the mug. After a few minutes of struggle, I was able to reach the mug. Why do I even to put things on the top shelf if I know I won't be able to reach it? How do I even manage to get things on the top shelf? I guess that's just one of life's many mysteries.
As I was waiting for my coffee to brew I picked up one of the many books that laid around my apartment. I'll read up to three books at once and just leave them around the apartment. So if I'm making coffee or doing something else that involves waiting, I'll just pick up a book and read. As I opened up to the page I was on of The Maze Runner by James Dashner, I slapped my hand around blindly on the countertop in search for my reading glasses. My finger tips brushed against the frame and I scooped them up blindly, trying to avoid the lenses as to prevent smudges. I put them on over my eyes and suddenly the words on the page all became crystal clear and I was able to pick up where I left off. My coffee machine quit emitting noises of coffee production so I reached under and grabbed my cup by the rim and brought it to my lips. I took a sip of the black coffee and it's bitter taste coated my tongue and swept through my mouth. I always took my coffee black because I didn't really want to spend the extra money on sweeteners. Plus in my college days, I was on a ramen noodle every night budget and could only afford that black instant coffee stuff. So I guess you could say I've acquired a taste for it.
I made my way over to the kitchen table and took a seat at the far left end of the table. I got lost in Dashner's work and took occasional sips of my coffee. A little while later I heard some rustling towards the back of the apartment but I paid it no attention. Then I heard the sounds of a voice. It must've been Eren. Maybe he was talking in his sleep or something. Then his voice got louder and more agitated. Maybe he was on the phone with someone.
"MIKASA FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS HOLY I CAN HANDLE MYSELF OKAY IM FINE!" I heard Eren yell. Ah yes, the infamous Mikasa always on that poor kid's case.
"Mikasa okay I'm with Levi okay yes, yes I'll be home in probably an hour okay yes I'm fine. No we didn't have sex Mikasa, okay bye." Eren sighed after he had finished fighting with his sister. I had fully set my book down and was laughing under my breath at the last statement. She thought we had sex, Jesus Christ. I have morals what does she think I am? An animal? I heard the familiar sound of feet against my tile, Eren must be coming. I quickly diverted my attention back to my book, trying to look like I hadn't heard a thing.
I felt warm, soft arms wrap around my neck loosely and Eren's hair tickled my ear as he buried his face in the crook of my neck. This kid must be a wizard or something because his touch is magical. When he touched me I could feel every nerve ending in my skin waking up, hell this kid was a better stimulator than caffeine.
"Morning Levi." Eren said into my neck, causing me to shiver.
"Mornin' Bright Eyes. Sleep well?" I asked while taking a sip of my coffee.
"I slept wonderfully, what about you?" Eren leaned up and stretched his arms above his head and let out a yawn. I spun around with my legs on either side of my chair and rested my arms across the back of it. I looked up at him. He wasn't wearing a shirt, just his black shorts from yesterday. They were riding awfully low on his hips, but who was I to complain.
"I slept alright. Stupid eyebrows woke me up at ten thirty though with a phone call. Tch, bastard." I said scowling at a crack in the tile.
"Oh well that's a shame. You look awfully handsome in glasses though." Eren said. He leaned down to give Levi a kiss on the nose but I turned my head upward at the last minute so our lips touched.
Eren pulled away too soon for my liking and I grunted in response, only earning a few giggles from Eren.
"Do you want some coffee?" I asked.
"No thank you, I don't like coffee." Eren answered while he took the seat to my right. I got up from the table to make myself another cup, but on my way to the machine I stooped down and kissed Eren sweetly. He blushed a ton and looked back at his hands once we broke away. The tiniest things embarrassed this kid and it was quite endearing.
As I started the coffee I turned around and leaned against the counter so that the small of my back touched the edge. My hands gripped the counter on either side. I was mentally preparing myself for what I was about to do. Levi do you REALLY want this? Hell yeah I want this. I want this with every fiber of my being. I've never wanted anything more than this.
"So Eren." I cleared my throat. He looked over at me with wide eyes at the mention of his name. "I was thinking a lot this morning, and so I had an idea." I paused checking to make sure he was listening. He was looking me directly in the eye and he had turned his body in the chair to face me. It's now or never Rivialle. "It's one of the best ideas I've ever had, in my opinion. And I've had lots of great ones. Would you like to hear my idea Eren?" I glanced over at Eren as I grabbed my coffee to see him nodding vigorously at me.
"Merde. Okay how do I put this profound scheme into words for you? I'll just put it into the most simplest terms." I leaned back against the counter, searching for something in Eren's face to see if he was onto what I was talking about. He looked utterly clueless. I brought the cup to my lips and took a sip, holding the cup at the rim.
"So Eren, would you like to be my boyfriend?" I asked casually, while taking another sip of my coffee. I appeared clam, but inside my heart was racing. It was beating so fast I was afraid it was going to burst out of my chest and all over my clean tile. What a mess that would be.
"Really? I would love to be your boyfriend Levi!" Eren jumped out of the chair as I set my coffee on the counter behind me. He ran up to me and engulfed me in the warmest hug. I hugged him back tightly. I was swept away by that feeling again. The tightness in my chest and the funny feeling in my stomach. I welcomed it with open arms because I knew why it was there. I now knew why I was feeling these things and what was causing them. Except the "what" was more like a "who." This young man was making my heart behave like an animal and I have never been more thankful for the cage that is my ribs because if they weren't there my heart would've beaten out of my chest from the amount of passion that was coursing through my veins at the moment.
"Mikasa is going to kill me Levi but I'll die happy." Eren said from above me. I pressed my cheek to his chest and listened to the rapid pounding of his heart. He was just as excited as I was.
"I won't let her lay a finger on you Bright Eyes." I got up onto my toes and put my hands on either side of his face, cradling it in my hands. I let my eyes flutter close and leaned in to kiss him. Our lips collided and Eren let his hands cradle my hips as he pushed my back up against the counter. The room suddenly became unbearably hot and I broke the kiss, resting my forehead against his with my eyes closed.
My hands left Eren's face and went to my own, gripping the glasses that sat perched on my nose. I took them off and quietly folded them and placed them on the counter. I opened my eyes to see Eren looking directly at me. His sparkling had so much emotion in them. I pecked him gently on the lips once more before glancing at the clock. Damn I had to get ready for work.
"I have to get ready for work Bright Eyes. I'll call you after my shift, yeah?" I said as I glanced up at him.
"I have to get back to the hotel, actually. I told Mikasa I'd be home in an hour and it seems I've gotten a little carried away. Eren's cheeks heated up and he bent down to burry his face in the crook of my neck. He sure does that a lot.
"What's your hotel room number? I'll swing by to pick you up later. It might be kinda late though, I have to work till midnight." I ran my finger tips up and down on his back making little goosebumps appear on his skin.
"It's room 516." Eren said into my neck.
"I'll see ya tonight Bright Eyes." Eren straightened up and went to get his shirt from my room. Maybe, just maybe this is what love felt like.