Ereri/Riren Oneshots

Passion Dies (Ereri/Riren)

AN: it deleted itself???

AGAIN

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Eren huffs as he walks past his lover to his closet. He begins to rifle through it, a look of distress on his face as he turns to see the raven's clothes on the floor.

"Hang up all your clothes."

Levi sighs as he exits the the shower, towel around his waist as Eren orders him this like a dog.

"Eren begs." He sighs.

"Eren knows." The brunette retorts snappily.

"Shave your legs" Levi grunts back as he pushes past the taller and grabs clothes from off the hanger.

"Make me sick."

"You're a prick."

"God you're impossible!" The Carribbean eyed man shouts, his lover moving to behind the bedroom's loveseat and dropping the towel as he changes. As he changes, Eren moves to the bed, dragging a hand through his hair and sits down with a thud.

"We've been together for nine months-"

"Uh' ten months." Levi corrects, zipping his pants as he walks from out behind the couch.

"Nine Months." Eren argues, brows furrowed.

"Ten Months."

"Nine months!"

"Ten months." Eren growls at that and turns as Levi slips a button up on. "We are the salt of the bourgeoisie~"

Looking out of the corner of his eyes, Eren watches as the raven grabs a suit jacket and tie and begin wrapping it around his neck. It's another day of work while he's tries to make Eren 'housewife material'.

"While I put the steak in-" Eren says, his voice laced in disapproval. He hates being labelled as the woman even though he's more feminine.

"I bring home the bacon." Levi smirks.

The two of them smile softly. "And we're proud to say we love it how we-"

"Don't-"

"Won't." They share a glare.

"Don't." Levi huffs.

"Won't." Eren growls.

"...Agree" Eren stands up again and watches in disgust as Levi dresses.

"Everything he owns is vile. Levi doesn't care a whit." Eren mutters to himself as he goes back to the raven's closet, thumbing the clothes he does have. "Levi doesn't share
My devotion to...Style." Levi continues dressing as Eren speaks to himself, daydreaming.

"Men from France can cancel a debt.
Men in cufflinks make me forget my name..." He looks back to Levi and sighs sadly. "I intend to upset...this regrettable game."

Levi is close to finishing but can't  get his tie when he walks up to Eren, his eyes asking for help softly.

Eren takes me by neck.

"What is this wash and wear?" Eren asks snarkily, his hands gripping the others collar tightly until he moves to the tie.

Eren has unlimited knowledge of...Dreck

Eren finishes and stands with his hands clasped daintily as Levi grabs his briefcase.

"Send me flowers." He purrs.

"Mention is made." Levi chuckles.

He brings a finger to his lips as if deciding something. "Make them roses."