You and I LevixEren

Chapter -7

*Squeals* Have fun loves. Nothing past a little fluff yet, but we're getting there. ;) Also sorry for the little editing, I'm weak and stopped writing at like 10:40. I will fix it later. Enjoy <3

Eren walked down the empty corridor as if in enveloped by a thick haze. As if he put his hand in front of his face he could no longer see it. He focused on the floor and the wall he was dragging his hand along. Those were the only two things that were real, in this moment. The straps attaching his gear to his legs were laced tight. His shirt was loose and untied at the top. They were the only things he could feel besides what was inside of him. Nothing felt truly like anything besides these few things. Memories blended together into a mesh of pain and suffering, he felt as if he was going to forget the good that he has experienced.

All the summer nights spent in the field with Armin and Mikasa, as the ran and caught firefly's. Their hair filled with the rush of warm air, and lungs short of breath. Eventually they would all fall exasperated to the ground and entwine their fingers with the grass while telling stories of what they hoped the world would some day become. Armin dreamed of exploring outside of the walls and discovering what lay beyond he small villages they knew so well. Mikasa wanted to do nothing but keep Eren safe. Possibly become a nurse, but both the young boys knew Eren would always come first, even if the Titans were somehow executed form the world as they knew it. Eren wanted to fight. He dared to dream of flying high over the city's twinkling lights and fight the beasts that destroyed his life. 

He laughed remembering the first time he had seen the wings of freedom looming over the shoulders as they road on horseback out of the city. They sat on top of their horses, back straight and faces sullen and grimed by battles. Eren always begged to be held higher to see the hero's so many lives depended on. Always he had known he would become one. From the last of the Summer nights to the brutally cold winters spent wrapped in blankets and fear. Always fear. Ever present in times like these especially.  

He was suddenly very glade to have the memories, without them it is very doubtful he would have survived. Though all seemed to continue to blend and twist themselves so tight one could not be told from the other, one stood out.

Ever since the night he carried Levi to his room in a drunken delirious sate he felt numb with frustration and regret. Why did he have to be the one that had to spend so much time with him. Perhaps if he hadn't been drafted into the care of Corporal Levi none of the things Eren felt would be affecting him so now. He wouldn't be silent at dinner, refusing to eat. He wouldn't lay restless at night, turning uselessly side to side, every now and then. He wouldn't be so gloomed over and his brain not feel so mushy whenever he try's to talk to his commander. None of it. He was tired of feeling love sick like a school girl. He needed something to happen, anything to happen, so that he would have even just a small possibility of not having to feel like this.

The faint creek of wood alarmed him to snap back to the present. He turned slowly and uninterested.

"Just because we have this place to ourselves dose not excuse you from you work Jaeger," Levi stood poised and looking bored. Mop and bucket filling both his hands, and hair sticking to his face. Before Eren could speak he flipped it out of his face and set the cleaning items down, pealing off the yellow gloves Eren had neglected to notice.

"I'm sorry Sir," His eyes were wide and dead set on his Commanders, but he wasn't truly thinking about it. Just doing. "I was wondering if I could go to bed early, I'm not feeling well," He instinctively rubbed at his temple when the slight start of a migraine forced it's way inside of his head, eyes downcast. All this thinking really had turned his brain to mush yet again.

Corporal Levi walked briskly over to Eren dropping his gloves by the other cleaning supplies and stopped directly in front of, and inches apart from the taller boy. The water sloshing over the sides of the bucket and the mop clattering to the floor.

Eren took a step back, only to be fallowed by his commander. "Tsk," He said after raising a hand to Eren's head. "I don't feel anything," The younger boy sighed and changed his body posture to one of someone who has just received terrible news, easily read by Levi. "But you have been working hard lately, so I suppose if you wake up early tomorrow and clean the linen You may quit now."

The boys face lit into a half grin and he turned to leave. He was stopped, however, by a strong hand on his shoulder.

He turned again. "Eren," Levi took yet another step closer to a very anxious Eren. They were mere inches apart now and the tension on Eren's end had grown almost to heavy to bear. "I need you to tell me what, is, wrong, with, you." Levi's voice was almost in a thin whisper as his eyes kept their steady gaze on the boy who'd like to think he was towering over him. His hand slid down to the younger's collar bone.

Eren fiddled with the ends of his shirt and kept his gaze trained on he ground determined not to answer. He waited only moments like that before a warm hand tipped his chin upward and realized how close Levi and his faces were. "Please?" Levi was in his own way begging Eren to tell him what was happening to him. After all, 'please' was not a word in his vocabulary. 

He was finally able to strangle out the words he was searching for. "If I knew, I would tell you."

Levi sighed and looked somewhere Eren count exactly pinpoint the location of before removing his hands from the younger boy looking defeated. He didn't move or say anything. Just stood, solemnly and still.

Before Eren knew what was happening Levi turned and began walking. "No." He choked reaching out and grabbing the other mans arm. "Wait."

Slowly he turned and Eren's hand remained comfortably on the wrist of his superior. "Please...don't..." He struggled again to find something to say.

"Eren.." Levi's light tone brought Eren to his senses.

Before he could speak a soft touch brought its way to Eren's free hand. It reminded him of the grass, and warm nights in fields of flowers. It reminded him of his mother and father taking him on long walks in the moon light, and the games the boys on the street used to play. It reminded him of home. Levi felt like home.

Their fingers locked in sync and Eren brought the hand previously resting above his homes wrist to the back of his neck. Not knowing if it was to far he leaned in slowly, tilting his head slightly. He paused before making his way to Levi's lips looking at him for any sign of emotion he could read. But as always he was a blank slate, that is until the very moment their lips touched. With that he wrapped his free arm around Eren's waist, pulling the two impossibly close. Moving his mouth with Eren's.

Levi tasted like coffee and honey on Eren's lips. He wished he could taste him always. As their bodies meshed together harder Levi let out a soft groan, stifled by the realization of what he had just allowed himself to do, and whit whom. Eren giggled and reminded himself to remember that.

They stayed there for what seemed like hours taking hurried breaths in between stolen kisses until Levi pushed the two apart. Neither said anything, stood looking at one another. Drinking in the thoughts of where there relationship would go from here. It felt like an eternity before Eren mustered the courage to ask why Levi stopped, earning a joke about how he only fucked virgins involving some very vulgar untrue details of how Eren and Mikasa had already hooked up.

It did make Eren laugh, as untrue and disgusting as it may have been. Levi ran his fingers through the younger boys hair and Eren smiled wide and full. "Eren, you can come sleep with me if you like."

Eren tried his hardest not to die before he got into bed with the man of his dreams, but he did let an involuntary look of sheer giddiness pass over him.

Levi grabbed the taller boys waist and walked down the long corridor. "Just don't try anything Jaeger or I'll break your neck." Eren laughed his signature giggle that seemed to make the cuties baby in the world a close tie for second place. He was very happy to be here right now. Very happy indeed.