The Alpha and his Omega

Inferiority Complex [University 4]

Breathing heavily, Eren winced at the impact as he was thrown onto the mat again. Least he didn't fall on his side and jab his elbow into himself again like earlier last week. That had hurt like getting slammed into a motherfucking tree trunk, not that he had any idea of what that felt like. His side had turned an ugly shade of purple and they had to call it quits to avoid causing too much damage to his body. Levi had been pissed off and had spent the next day teaching him how to fall and roll properly.

It had been almost a month since finals ended. Eren wasn't too sure how he had survived those caffeine-fueled hours of cramming things that he promptly forgot after the exam. Thankfully there had been no exam in his Programming class and they only asked for a paper in History, but he had never been more relieved that it was over. The moment after his last exam was finished he had gone out to celebrate with friends. There hadn't been much new in his life since then; least not until Monday last week.

The first few weeks of sleeping in and being a couch potato were amazing. His time was spent loitering at home watching Netflix and consuming copious amounts of junk food. On the odd day, Eren went out and met up with friends, cleaned the apartment, and other routine things like cooking dinner. For the most part, he was just lazing around. However, that all came to a screeching halt when his legs gave out in the middle of sex. Fed up with his lack of stamina, Levi had taken upon himself to whip his back in shape.

That had been two weeks ago.

Eren hadn't realized how lazy he had gotten, his body not really changing in terms of weight or muscle composition, but he had never felt more embarrassed and inadequate compared to the alpha. The term 'inferiority complex' described everything he had felt since that moment. Feelings of doubt assaulted him each time they went to the training gym, and the lack of sex they had since that incident only heightened those feelings of inadequacy.

It was unfathomable how well off Levi was both financially and physically. Aside from his height, which really wasn't much of a deterrent, the man was solidly built and weighed more than him. Although the alpha didn't have bulging muscles like some of the body builders, which Eren personally found unnatural and off-putting, the lean, well-muscled contours of his mate's body were clearly visible under any lighting. And Levi definitely had a toned eight-pack among the other impressive things the dark-haired man had. One that had garnered attention before and was doing so again from all the twittering female voices and accompanying stares towards them.

"Oi, brat. Get up."

Eren was torn between pride, envy, and feelings of inferiority as the alpha stared down at him. Although it was partially a series of strange coincidences which led them to being together, sometimes he couldn't believe that he was in a relationship with Levi Ackerman. The man wasn't famous, tall, or the nicest alpha out there, far from it, but Eren doubted he'd have the fortune of meeting someone as sought after Levi if he hadn't ended up living with the man. Of course, most of the vultures eyeing him didn't realize what a clean-freak, misanthropist, and grouch Levi was, but that was beside the point.

Maybe it was simple naïveté, but he sincerely believed and felt like there was something under that had exterior. The physical magnetism they had only made things that much better obviously. He didn't feel like the type to betray those he let in, and ironically it was the man's dislike towards most of humanity that made Eren trust him even more. Even if Levi wasn't the type to cheat or have an affair, he couldn't help but feel pensive at all those stares their way.

Eren wasn't sure if Levi had a type. Before sleeping together, he was not aware of any existing relationship and the dark-haired man never deigned to share. It was clear they were attracted to each other on some primal level, but he sometimes wondered whether Levi had dreamed of having a normal life with a female at one point. After all, before meeting the man, he would have never pegged himself as a guy who liked having a dick up his ass. Almost as much as he loved the owner of that dick.