The Ereri Project (#2)

Mild Hangover

A/N: I hope everyone had a nice New Year's.

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Eren wakes up less hungover than he expected but goddamn is this headache annoying.

Levi is still sleeping like a rock, curled up against Eren's side. Eren wants to stay is bed but he's almost positive the headache will just get worse if he doesn't get a Motrin and a couple glasses of water soon. He wanders down to the kitchen absently. He freezes when he sees Petra sitting on the couch, doing her nails. "What're you doing home already?" he asks.

The seventeen year old glances up at him momentarily but looks back down at her nails. "I got home around eleven-thirty or twelve."

"Last night? Wasn't that the point of going to your friend's house, to be with them when the New Year happened?"

Petra looks back up at him, smiling knowingly. "Papa, it's three-thirty in the afternoon right now."

Eren's eyes go wide as he glances around for a clock. Sure enough, it is, in fact, just after three-thirty in the afternoon. He covers his face with his hands. "Where's the painkillers? I need to get rid of this headache so I can handle waking your dad up."

Petra laughs and shakes the bottle she left on the coffee table. "Right here, you just need to get something to drink with it."

Eren walks over to take the prescribed dosage. "Thank you, sweetheart."

She grins. "Aren't you and Dad too old to be up partying so late?"

Eren shrugs. "You're never too old when you have friends like Hanji who break out the drinking games after you've already toasted at midnight. Now that I think of it I don't remember how we got home, I hope someone had the presence of mind to call us a cab."

"Dad's car wasn't in the driveway so probably."

Eren shakes his head. "We'll pick it up tomorrow, I'm taking pills up to your Dad and laying round for the rest of the day."

Petra giggles. "That's what New Year's Day is all about."

Eren gets a fresh glass of water for Levi and heads back upstairs. Levi is awake now but he's glaring at the ceiling like it just insulted his mother. "You want some headache medicine?" Eren asks, sitting beside him.

Levi rolls over and wraps his arms around Eren, burying his face in Eren's hip. "My New Year's Resolution is to convince Hanji to stop forcing us to play drinking games."

"Is that a no to the medicine?"

"Just let me hug for another minute, I'm cold."

Eren smiles and sits the glass and the bottle of pills on his nightstand, readjusting to he's laying down too. Levi curls back up beside him. "Did me getting up wake you up?"

Levi nods.

"Sorry."

"No big deal."

"Do you know what time it is?"

Levi shrugs.

"Almost four o'clock."

Levi bolts straight up in bed. "We slept that long? Good God."

Eren chuckles. "Want your pills now?"

Levi looks down at him. "Yes please."