Ereri Fluff Shots

Hate Fights To Lovely Sights

"Tch. Stupid brat. Hold this to your face." Levi handed Eren an ice pack, which Eren took gratefully. Pressing the cold ice to his swelling cheek. "Another fight?" Levi asked Eren and horseface, glaring at them. Eren looked down, ashamed, while Jean just rolled his eyes. "I assume you know what this means? Kirstchien. You get stable duty. Jaeger? Back into the dungeon for another week. Understood?"

"Yes, Sir." The titan shifter replied, moving the ice from his face, Jean shrugged.

"Good. Horseface, you're excused. Freak. I want an extra word with you." Levi commanded. Jean stood and left, hoping Eren got in extra trouble. Eren watched Jean leave, and turned back to the Raven, silently swallowing. Levi looked over Eren and sighed. "Put the ice pack on. It's swelling." Eren automatically listened and placed it back where it previously was.

"Do you know how hard it is to keep you from getting killed because you always lose anger control and get into fights." Levi asked, glaring at Eren.

Eren looked down again, "sorry, sir. I'll try to be more well behaved." He promised, letting his hand slip, his arm getting tired from holding his ice pack on his left cheek.

Levi's eyes flickered in annoyance, and he moved a chair to sit directly in front of Eren. He picked the ice out of Eren's hand and pressed it against Eren's face. Eren froze at the close proximity of the Captain, a mere five inches between them. Levi looked stone faced, but inside he was thinking about pros and cons of this situation. After a few seconds of silence, which felt like an eternity, Levi spoke, "you have to keep the swelling down."

Eren nodded slowly, "sorry..." he kept still, trying not to stare at Levi's perfect features. The brunette thought he saw Levi glance down at his mouth, and licked his lips nervously.

Levi leaned in slowly, letting auto pilot take over. Eren did the same, freaking out in internally. Finally, after forever, they got close enough to each other.

Lips connect.