Experimenting With Miracles // ERERI

Chapter 18

Eren let out a long sigh as he woke from sleep, rolling his head some on his pillow. He peeled open his eyes in search of his lover. It was still rather early in the morning, so it was unlikely that Levi had gone anywhere yet. Especially since Hanji had practically ordered him to take things easy as he was still healing.

His sleep filled eyes found the raven sitting at the desk he had ordered be brought in; and unsurprisingly there was a small stack of paperwork placed neatly before him.

“Just can’t get enough of that crap can you?” he teased, rolling onto his side to face the man.

Levi paused and looked over at him with distaste, “Don’t make it sound like I enjoy this, brat.” He turned back to his work as if to continue, but he didn’t. “You didn’t throw up this morning,” he pointed out.

The brunette gave a noncommittal shrug, “I almost did but then I decided I didn’t want to get up so I just forced it down.”

His senior wrinkled his nose, “That is disgusting.”

Eren laughed lightly in return. He turned onto his back with the intent to get up but when he tried the first time to sit up, he just plopped back onto the bed. The titan shifter grunted as he tried again, getting further up this time… only to fall back onto the bed. His large stomach was doing a good job at preventing him from getting up.

At that point Levi had looked over at him with mild curiosity.

He took a few breaths and tried again and he was almost up when he fell back against the bed. Eren groaned in exasperation, “This is hopeless!” A small sound came from his left, he glanced over to his lover who was obviously stifling laughter. He pouted, “Don’t laugh at me! This is hard okay?!”

Amusement had lit up those gray eyes in a beautiful way, Eren found himself smitten just by the sight of it.

He flushed and smiled sheepishly, “I guess that did look a little ridiculous, huh…”

“You have no idea,” came the reply, fondness evident in Levi’s tone. He stood carefully and went to the brunette’s side, offering a hand. “Come on shithead, up we go.”

Eren rolled his eyes but took the hand and hefted himself up thanks to the other’s strength. He wobbled a bit upon halting, a bout of dizziness suddenly hitting him. “Whoa whoa…” he breathed unsteadily.

Levi kept a vice grip on his shoulders, “Eren?”

“Just dizzy,” he replied eventually. He gave another sheepish smile, “Sorry, babe.”

The raven haired Corporal took his hands away like they had been burned, “ Stop calling me that, brat.”

“Never.”

A knock sounded at their door. It was Erwin who called to them, “Might I enter for a moment?”

“Knock yourself out,” came Levi’s sarcastic reply.

The door opened to reveal their Commander looking surprisingly casual. He entered with presence, arms crossing over his chest. “How are you doing, Eren?”

“Just fine,” he replied a bit shyly, “baby has been pretty docile today. I’ve also got a bit more energy than I usually do around this time.”

He smiled in a friendly manner, “That’s good to hear.

There was an unusual tender edge to the other’s gaze as he looked down at him. His hand came up and brushed against his cheek softly.

Brilliant green eyes sought out his face with acute shock, “L-Levi…?” Suddenly there were lips on his. He let his eyes falls shut easily, leaning in to deepen the kiss.