I headed towards the door and noticed a certain blonde standing in the doorway.
"Tch, what the hell are you doing here, Erwin?"
"Nice place here babe," He rubbed his finger down the doorway and looked at his finger.
"Spotless, not a single speck of dust."
"Erwin, why are you still in town?"
"Well I was going to go to Chicago for my work, but then I realized I would miss you way too much."
"I broke up with you three months ago, your still hung up over me? Tch, pathetic."
His face grew red as he grabbed my arm.
"Levi, please, go to Chicago with me...we can start a new life together."
"Fucking let me go-"
As I was talking, I heard bare foot steps slam into the wooden floor that were getting louder and loud.
"No, stop it! Let Levi-san go!"
I turned and saw Eren running towards me.
He slapped Erwin's hand off of me and stood in a heroic position in front of me.
"E-Eren?"
"Tch, Levi, who's this brat?" Erwin had an annoyed look on his face as he looked down at the child.
"I am...I'm... I'm Levi-san's lover!" Eren blushed and made his statement.
"Levi, since when did you become a pedophile?"
"No, Its not like that."
I held Eren close in a tight hug."Well Levi-san might not love me the way I love him, but...I still do. So fuck off!" Eren cursed at him.
"Hmm, fine, if you choose a 5 year old over me-"
"Im 7." Eren interrupted him.
"Whatever...If you need me, I'll be in Chicago." He pushed the door open and left, hopefully never ever coming back.
Eren turned around and hugged me.
"Levi-san." He cried into my shoulder.
"I know Eren...I know."
I couldn't help but love this kid...
And I don't even know what I mean when I say 'love'.Was I growing romantic feelings for this kid?
Sorry this chapter is so short, just kinda a little filler chapter to continue that cliffhanger I left for you guys~
Don't hate me for that BTW
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New Beginnings (An EreRi fanfiction)
FanfictionWhen 21 year old Levi finds a small 7 year old Eren out by himself after finally getting his own place, he has no choice but to keep the small child who has no memory of his past or who he is