Sixty Degrees (BoyxBoy)

Snap?

"How are you doing?"

Levi looks over at his cousin, his eyebrow raised at her sudden question.

"You look tense," She continues, as if he didn't understand her the first time.

He can't say that she's wrong, because he is. Even with Eren sitting across the table from him with no way for them to touch, he still feels on edge. And he shouldn't, there is no indication that Eren plans on doing anything, sinister or otherwise, he's just sitting across the table laughing at something Marco said with the small blonde at his side. He looks happy, as if nothing is wrong. As if he's not secretly yearning for Levi to include himself in the conversation just so he can have a reason to talk to him.

"I'm fine," He replies, knowing that does nothing to quench her worry as he stares just over Eren's shoulder.

There's three conversations happening around him amongst his friends and he finds it impossible to understand a single one, so he sits staring at nothing, because at least he's present and that's what matters. That was all he planned on doing, just sitting here giving the pretence that he's comfortable around his former fling. Until he hears his name being called for what he assumes is not the first time if the expressions of his friends are anything to go by.

"Levi?"

He shifts his gaze to the wide teal eyes that are staring at him expectantly. He hates the uneasy feeling that settles in his stomach as their eyes meet.

"What?"

Eren looks hurt by his harsh tone, but recovers quickly and repeats what he has said.

"We're thinking of moving to another bar, you coming?"

He remains staring for a second, noticing how everyone around him is currently standing, and their glasses empty.

"Yeah."

~~.~~

Eren's face shines with the flush of the four shots he'd just thrown back, Levi had watched entranced by the way he was so determined to act like he was okay. To the outside eye he would look like a typical uni student, throwing back shots with his friends on a Saturday night, but Levi knows better. All of their friends do. And yet nobody stops him, because they know that not a single one of them could handle him once he finally let go of the restraints holding his feeling back and broke down. It's not that they don't care for him, because they do more than they sometimes let on. But Eren is miserable and they didn't know how to make anything better, so they watch and laugh as he throws back his fifth drink, every single one of them ignoring the sadness in his eyes.

Unable to take it anymore Levi finishes his drink with a gulp and stands, muttering about needing the bathroom and leaves his friends. He makes his way through the thick crowed, pushing past the bodies that come uncomfortably close as he creates a path to the back of the pub. He walks into an empty stall, quickly locks the door and rests his back against the graffiti covered wood. A sigh escapes his lips as his head spins slightly, now realising how much he's had to drink tonight. He contemplates staying in the stall until everyone leaves and he can go home, but he knows sooner or later someone will come looking for him and he'll have to explain why they found him leaning against the wall of a filthy toilet stall. Neither sounds appealing so with another sigh he unlocks the door and walks slowly over to the sink, he places his hand on the basin, bending his elbows so he can see himself in the tiny, grime streaked mirror.

The man staring back at him looks hard and tired; the bruise spread over his left eye has only just begun to fade to an ugly yellowish brown still standing out against his pale skin. The face staring back at him doesn't look bad necessarily, just different. Though he's not sure if he likes it or not. He turns the tap to the left, watching he water fill the basin before reaching his hands in and splashing the cold liquid over his face. He breathes deeply, glad that the cold temperature has woken him up just a bit. He dries his face off quickly with the paper towel and begins to turn around, he's been away for too long, he couldn't think of anything worse than having Mikasa barge her way in here to see if he's okay. His eyes lift up slowly from the floor straight into teal eyes that seem to be devouring him as he stands rooted in his place. He opens his mouth to speak when Eren advances on him, his hands coming to grip Levi's face as his mouth presses against his. Levi's eyes widen at the action as he tries to immediately get Eren away from him. He manages to get his mouth free as Eren shifts his head to the side.