Mistaken Message (Levi x Eren)-

What's Wrong

"Welcome to Survey High." Those words brightly painted on a long banner were a complete eyesore in Levi's opinion. First days were always the worst according to him. Too many people desperate to stand out, too many people over reacting to seeing people they hadn't seen all summer, too many people crowding the hallways. But Levi had to make this work. He was lucky to find a school willing to take him, especially with him just entering his senior year. But he couldn't mess it up. He owed it to his mother to at least try.

At least he didn't have to talk to anyone. He looked around as he walked through the front doors, tryig to find the office so he could pick up his timetable. It was fairly easy to spot with the large crowd of students surrounding it, pushing through to get their schedules quickly. Great. Busy crowd. Levi hated crowds and he honestly did not care if he was late to his first class. So he waited, watching as the crowd dissipated while the students went to class. That's when Levi moved forward, seeing his and only a few timetables left on the table. He reached for his but was stopped when his wrist was grabbed, perfectly manicured nails wrapped around his wrist.

"Excuse me. You don't happen to be the new student, Levi Ackerman are you?" Perfect makeup covered her face, a wide fake smile perfected over years of dealing with teenagers spread across the face of the secretary holding Levi's wrist.

"That would be me." Levi said, tearing his wrist from her grip and grabbing his timetable. He didn't have time for some fake nice secretary wanting to know more about the new kid. He walked out, checking his schedule to find his first class. He didn't notice as the secretary turned around, standing up and knocking on the principals door.

"Mr. Church? The new kid cam by recently. I took the liberties of looking into him before hand, he definitely has the look to match the stories. I'd watch out for him." She said quickly, watching the principal nod before leaving, knowing the man would want to meet this Levi kid. Especially considering how infamous he was from the horror stories of other schools.

When they arrived back at the apartment Eren sat down on the couch, staring at Levi with a questioning look. He didn't believe for one second that there wasn't anything wrong given the way Levi had oh so suddenly decided they had to go back. Eren had enjoyed himself out there, even if it was a bit overwhelming at first.

"Okay. What gives? What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Levi said as he swung open the fridge, pouring himself a glass of scotch, as always. It was almost infuriating that he was going back to his old ways after all that had happened today. He couldn't believe that he was practically back at square one with Levi. This was absolute bullshit.

"Put that glass down. Get the fuck over here. Fucking talk to me Levi!" Eren demanded, too angry to think about any consequences that he may face for talking like that. He was almost too shocked to be angry when Levi complied, setting down the glass and walking over to Eren. He was convinced Levi had been replaced with some stranger when Levi pulled him into his arms, hugging Eren tightly.

"Eren.. You can't leave me." Levi pressed his face against Eren's chest as he whispered that, his voice cracking slightly, surprising Eren even more. Eren was at a loss of what to do at this point, he had been angry but the feeling of Levi's face pressed against his chest, arms around each other, Eren found he couldn't be angry. He just couldn't find it in himself to hate Levi.

"Levi... You have to tell me. What's wrong." Eren knew in this moment that he wasn't doing enough. Him being here wasn't enough. He needed to do more if he wanted Levi to get better.

Levi said nothing, shaking his head slightly with his face still buried in the younger mans shirt. The last thing he wanted was to talk, all he wanted to do right now is relax, and be close with his green eyed beauty. He wanted to forget about Erwin, forget about Hanji, forget about his mother, just stay here. He just hoped Eren of all people could understand that.

But Eren couldn't understand, he just couldn't. He couldn't see why Levi was doing all these things, he couldn't see why Levi wouldn't talk. But he knew that now was not the time to ask. So he sighed, releasing himself from Levi's grip slowly and heading over to the fridge.

"Hey. How do you like your scotch?" He asked, pulling out the bottle. Maybe, just maybe Eren could get through to him with a bit of liquor.

Levi couldn't help but stare at the boy in shock. This was... New, to say the least. He almost chuckled at how quickly his demeanour had changed, becoming so pliant, rather than the anger he showed before. But there was one thing for sure on Levi's mind.

"Don't even try, you'll fuck it up. Let me show you." He said, a slight smile pulling on his lips as he walked over to the boy, grabbing the bottle of scotch out of his hand. Perhaps he would tell the boy what was troubling him later, but for now, he didn't mind going back to their regular routine, perhaps with a few more visits outside. He glanced at Eren to find the boy watching his every move, it was kind of cute if you asked Levi.

"Thanks for showing me... I'll do it next time." Eren said when Levi had finished and took the first sip of his drink. Levi had been very particular about the right number of ice cubes in the glass and very exact with the amount of actual scotch, it almost seemed like a science to Eren. Too bad he was never very good at science. He followed Levi and sat down on the couch beside him, that's when he remembered. What had happened. What he had said, before Mikasa came over, before going outside. Eren had almost forgotten what he had admitted to Levi, but when he sat back down on that couch he remembered. The talking, the I Love You, the almost kiss. That's when he remembered one more important fact, Levi never said it back. Levi hadn't replied. Sure, they had almost kissed but Levi had never replied, and that worried Eren. What if he said it too soon? Yeah, Levi had kind of kidnapped him but what if he had realized over time that he didn't love Eren? What if... Eren had made a mistake, not in coming here -he no longer regretted that- but in speaking too soon.

He glanced at Levi, the man looking relaxed, and calmer, and happier now that they were back inside. But Eren couldn't relax, not when he had those thoughts swirling inside his head. He didn't even realize that he was fidgeting, sitting stiffy, tapping hos fingers against his leg, too caught up in his worry.

"Oi. You look... Stiff. What's up?" Levi on the other hand had noticed Eren's strange behaviour right away. Had he taken the boy out too early and now he was desperate for more? Had he done something to upset the boy? He just couldn't figure it out. But he didn't have to. All his questions were wiped from his mind in a second as Eren leaned towards him, their faces only inches apart.

At first he could only feel Eren's breath against his lips, his hand gripping his arm, then blackness when he closed his eyes, waiting. A soft pressure against his lips when they finally met, moving together in sync as they kissed. His mind was blank, not a single coherent thought could make its way through except, Eren. Eren, Eren, Eren. The only thought on Levi's mind, unable to do much more than move his lips against Eren's. Until the boy pulled away.

"You.. Never responded earlier." The brunette muttered, glancing down at his lap. He couldn't believe he had just done that, his mind still stuck on the kiss.

Levi stared at the boy confused at first but then it hit him. He internally slapped himself when be realized he had let something so simple worry the boy.

"You brat. Of course I love you too."

AN: School started for me on Tuesday and I was having a lot of trouble with writers block this past week but I pushed through and wrote this chapter! I hope you enjoy! (This is actually my first time writing a kiss so tell me how I did!)