Falling out of love

Chapter 1: His dream.

"Fuck.." Eren sighed, shaking his head and rubbing his eyes. He had a ton of school work to get finished come morning, and he was only halfway through. Not to mention, it was just about midnight. He was failing math and German, but in his defense, it was "the teacher's fault."

"Eren, we're in the same class. I know Mr. Pixis... you can't always blame this on him! You need to start working harder. What if we don't get into the college we want?" Armin spoke quietly, quickly writing on eren's paper. Eren looked down, closing his eyes. There was nothing more he wanted than to get into Shinganshina University. He had studied, and had done his work, but he got distracted easily and could never finish anything on time. All he wanted was to leave everything behind and focus on his career. He wanted to make new friends, travel, and settle somewhere exotic with his not-yet-existing significant other. He hadn't thought much about his sexual orientation until recently, because his friends and family had been avidly questioning him and his interests. They said no, he didn't necessarily "act gay", but something about the way he talked or walked or looked at extremely attractive guys in magazines gave it away. So, he told his family he didn't know, and that he didn't care.

Months passed and here he is, studying hard at midnight with his best friend.

"I can't believe you procrastinate so much. It's always the last minute with you. I can't keep helping you like this, Eren." Armin smiled, rubbing his eye. "I need to go home."
Eren nodded, standing and walking Armin to the door.
"Fine...come back tomorrow? We have an exam in a couple of days... in German."
Armin stayed silent, only nodded and turned, making his way home.

The next morning, Eren arrived to his math classroom and sat in the back like always. He couldn't stand Mr. Pixis and did very little work in the class. That is, until the very last minute.
Shortly after he sat, the small boy with the black hair sat in front of him.
Damn, he's got a great ass.

Today, Eren was going to focus on schoolwork. Not how soft Levi's hair looked. No. Not at all. Or how Levi looked so tense, he needed a massage. I could give him a damn good massage, Eren thought.
Yeah, he probably could. If Levi turned around just fucking ONCE.

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HEY GUYS!! i haven't written in over a year, so i thought i could bring up a new story. comments and advice is appreciated + it always keeps an author motivated! <3