Sixty Degrees (BoyxBoy)

Fired?

Eren wakes up tangled in the sheet on his very cold, empty bed.

He opens his eyes slowly and looks carefully around the room. His clothes are strewn all over his floor, left exactly where they must have landed in his and Levi's frenzy last night. His mind is still clouded with sleep as he gazes down at the mattress beside him expecting to see the still sleeping form of Levi, but he is met with nothing but empty bed. He rubs at his eyes tiredly, ridding them of the sleep that had collected in the corners of them over night. He scans his eyes over the clothes piled on his floor but find nothing that doesn't belong to him.

Was Levi never there at all?

Was it all just a dream?

He pulls the sheet away from himself now noticing how the thin material clings uncomfortably to his skin. He stands up; pulls the first items of clothing he finds on before running his fingers through his tousled hair. Levi had to of been here, he wouldn't just make something like that up, he's not that obsessed with the guy. Even so he puts the thought out of his head, grabs his phone off his desk and heads down the stairs. He has a shift at the café to get to, but he may as well stop for some toast or something before he heads off.

He walks into the kitchen and without a single glance towards anybody who may be currently in the room heads straight to the cupboard to grab the bread.

"Well good morning, sunshine," A voice sounds from behind him.

He lifts his head up quickly, almost knocking it on the shelf above him and whips around.

"W-Wha?" Is all he manages to stutter out as he stares at Levi sitting at the breakfast bar with a cup of hot tea and a paper in front of him. Levi stares back, his light eyes sparkling with amusement.

Eren lifts his hand, pointing weakly at the man as if it would give him any clue as to what was happening. "What are you doing here?" He blurts out, automatically shutting his mouth once he realises how stupid that sounded.

Levi raises an eyebrow as he takes a slow sip of his tea.

"Am I missing something here?" Another voice sounds from beside him and he moves his head to the side, seeing Jean leaning against the counter with his own mug of coffee.

"He, ah-. What? I thought you left?" Eren stutters out, ignoring Jean's question. He's still pissed at the guy.

Levi lowers his mug, his expression changing from amusement to concern as he takes in Eren's flustered state. "Why would I leave?"

"I don't know. I just woke up and you were gone."

"You really thought after everything I would just leave?" A hurt look crosses Levi's face before he masks it with his normal blank expression.

Eren opens his mouth to reply when Jean cuts him off.

"You know what; this conversation seems kind of private so I'm just going to go to class. See you two love birds later," He picks up his bag and begins to head for the door.

"I need to speak with you later, Jean," Eren says, not once taking his eyes off Levi's.

"Yeah, whatever Yeager," And then he's gone.

Eren sighs, his eyes softening. "I'm sorry; I don't know what I thought."

Levi eyes him for a few more seconds before they drift back down to the paper in front of him. The action angers Eren, why can Levi not voice his thoughts? Why does he have to be so god damn closed off all the time? He moves closer to the bench, leaning his arms upon it and staring as he waits for Levi to look at him, when he doesn't Eren smirks slightly.