Bloodless (An Eruri Fanfiction)

Surprise, Surprise

"Levi?" Hanji's voice is far away, as if Levi is underwater. Everything is muffled and slowed down. The only thing he can clearly make out is his own heartbeat, hammering against his chest and throbbing in his throat.

His face has visibly paled, eyes widening as he forces himself to turn around. All those months of persuading himself it was only a nightmare smash against the floor, shattering into minuscule fragments.

Now the haunting icy eyes in the past nightmares are matched to a face, to a body, to a person.

In half a second Levi is on his feet, snatching up his lunch in his haste, muttering a goodbye to Hanji before he beelines for the exit double doors. Once he shoulders through them his feet act on their own, picking up speed, careening him down the sidewalk, breathing harsh and ragged.

At last the musical arts building comes into view. His chest heaves as he sprints faster and faster, so close to the private staff door on the side of the building. Before his hand can close around the doorknob a hulking dark shape whips in front of him. He slams against the person at a bruising speed, causing his lunch to go splattering across the ground, followed by him falling flat on his ass. Wheezing and gulping in greedy mouthfuls of air, Levi feels the terror pumping through his veins and invading his common sense.

A thick, gravelly voice speaks before he can compose himself, "You're awfully skittish, my little bird."

"Get away from me," Levi's voice is pitifully hoarse and small compared to the man's-- No, monster's voice. "Get away from me!" Yelling now, he hoists himself up to his feet, knees wobbling. He dares to meet the monster's chilling gaze. Immediately a crushing wave of fear knocks the wind out of him.

The man is insanely attractive. Enormous, the bulging muscles frightening to smaller Levi. This creature could crush his skull like a grape. It wouldn't take any effort.

"There's no need to raise your voice. I won't harm you as long as you behave." The monster purrs in a sultry tone, his voice similar to silk against Levi's ears. "Oh, I haven't introduced myself. I am Erwin Smith, your admirer. We have met before, even though it wasn't pleasant. Well, wasn't pleasant for you." He chuckles at his own words, the corner of his lips lifting in an amused smirk.

Levi is unable to speak, his lips quivering, wishing he could sink into the ground and disappear. Or at least have a quick death so this creature from hell couldn't drain him dry until he's as wrinkly as a raisin. However, his defiant attitude can't help rearing up to show itself, even in such a situation.

"If you don't get away from me I am going to start screaming." Levi threatens, his stance tense and prepared for any sudden attack from this inhuman stranger.

Erwin simply shrugs his barrels of shoulders before surging forward and clamping his bear-like paw of a hand over Levi's mouth. Immediately the professor begins to release shrill and muffled shrieks, thrashing and clawing because his life depends on it.

The more he struggles, the weaker he feels, and he realizes Erwin is not only covering his mouth with his hand, but also a cloth. As he sinks into the lulling unconsciousness he begins to correlate the color teal with a stinging sense of dread and fear mixed together.