[Levi / Eren] The Joke

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Oh what had Eren gotten himself into.

Jean and Reiner stared at them in near disbelief. All they could do was get up and walk away. Eren's eyes slowly opened as Levi pulled away, his eyes opening as well, but his hands remained on the brunette's hips.

"So that answers your question... right?" Levi asked, almost sarcastically. Eren's face flushed as his cheeks gained a dark red hue, fluster consuming him. He nodded, his mind almost blank of everything. He snapped out of what seemed like a dream and threw his arms over Levi's shoulder and around his neck, holding onto him tightly. "You must've really been dying over there."

"Don't get cocky," Eren mumbled.

"God you're cute..." Levi muttered before wrapping his arms around the boy's waist, resting his chin atop his shoulder. "Yeah well you were driving me crazy. I thought I'd have to ask, and I really do not want to look like some embarrassed, sappy, mushy guy. So don't tell anyone, got that?"

"Oh be quiet. I don't have anyone to tell."

"Watch it, Brat."

"When did you even come up with that?" He asked, almost confused.

"Whenever I came up with that."

"Well then why do you call me that?" Eren blinked, those big doe eyes almost cutting through Levi with their stare.

"Because it's cute and you're cute. It's deserving of your appearance, I suppose."

"How is 'brat' cute? I think of someone annoying when I hear that."

"You are annoying."

"W-... what...?" Eren frowned slightly.

"Ah- hey- wait... you didn't let me finish... you are annoying, but you're only annoying because you're so adorable."

"Eh?"

"Oh just be quiet." Levi sighed. "Can you come over again later tonight?" He asked softly.

"I might. I'm not sure. My dad likes you so he probably wont have a problem with me going over to your house. But in all honesty you should come to my place. Dad's making pizza."

"Pizza is great. Your dad is great. Your house is warm. Your couch is comfy. You have a nice TV, and you're amazing. Your house whenever, sounds good. What time?"

"Why not now? It is Saturday after all." Levi mulled it over for a moment before nodding.

"I guess you're right. Come on, then."

"What?"

"Your house." He let go of Eren before turning around, so he was facing his back. "Hop on."

"Are you sure...?"

"Of course I'm sure you brat. Does it look like I can't carry you?" Eren hesitantly hopped onto Levi's back, and Levi hooked his arms under Eren's thighs so he wouldn't fall. Eren's arms wrapped loosely around the other's neck. "Do you trust me now?" The brunette nodded, leaning onto Levi's back. "Good."

After several conversations, lots of laughs, and a few sighs, they got to Eren's house, and Levi settled him back onto the ground. Eren gave a small smile before opening the door, then walking in, letting Levi in -- and the male closed the door behind himself. Ladies first, right? That's what he thought right at that moment, and he snickered, which gained Eren's attention.

"What is it?" He asked, concern lacing his tone and shown clearly. He was worried something was out of place.

"Nothing, just remembered a joke my friend told me." Eren narrowed his eyes briefly before shrugging and facing forward again.