Broken Souls (AOT/SNK fanfic)

Chapter Sixteen

[A.N.: Lemon, violence and sour words Alert. You've been warned.]

"Where did you get those?" you heard Erwin said as you both lay down on your bed after the long drive from celebration party at the Ackerman's to your condominium unit. He was referring to the silver thread on your neck as it sneak out of your (favorite color) pajama with (favorite design) printed on it.

You immediately put your hand on your neck where the silver neck piece was sitting. Your finger landed on the pendant curving your name and Erwin eye it with questions.

"I didn't see you wearing it when you arrived with your workmates earlier." Erwin continues as he sit next to you on your bed.

The cushion wiggle up and down as Erwin sit beside you with a bit hint of temper. A bit shock, you back away and landed your back on the headboard of the bed, leaving your knees close to his hips.

Erwin climb up to you and landed his hands on both sides of your head across the headboard. He place your legs in between his making a huge human cage for your entire being.

Shiver coated you as he glare down to your (eye color) eyes like a hungry angry lion. He trace your face down to your neck and to the necklace resting between your collar bones.

The deem light coming from a small flower like lamp on top of your bedside table was making Erwin's face more hunted. You gulp your own saliva as your lips dried caused by the sudden fear you feel towards Him. You cant start to say anything because of it, that's why it gets on his nerves.

He stump his right hand on the wooden headboard, giving you signal he was impatient to give you more time to answer. He bent down so you two are eye level. His warm, husky breath strokes its way down your cheeks, your eyes blink and you clear your throat to start the speech.

"ahh.. Ahh.. It was a.. A gift.. From.. Le.. Levi.." you manage to say between shaking voice and wildly pumping heart. It feels like you were going to puke anytime.

Erwin look down making his hair cover his eyes. You can hear his panting like he was so tired of or like fire is going to pop out his head. You lean forward to his head and you hold his cheeks with a confused look drawn all over your face.

'is he jealous again?' you thought on your head, still stroking his cheeks and searching for his eyes underneath his golden hair.

"You keep my gift for you at your bag, yet you wear his up until we're going to sleep?" He said, barely whispering. He snap his head away from your touch and it caught you off guard.

With a single swing of his hand, he grab the silver necklace and pull it out of your neck, earning a shock face from you and a cut on the nape of your neck. Your head snap forward as he grab away the silver piece forcefully, making it tear apart and scratching your skin with the sharp edges.

Erwin look down to your (eye color) orbs with his firing blue once as he kneel up and hold the blooded necklace up in his right hand. You gasp your nape with both of your hands, blood drips out of the cuts and it hurts. But, what more hurts you is the fact that Erwin does a thing that hurts you, his love.

His face was fierce, angry, and undefined. He look at you with face completely foreign to you. You look away to his face and follow his hand as he throw away the necklace across the room to your dust bin under your study table. It shoot straight inside, thudding every crumpled paper in it.