Ereri/Riren Oneshots

Dreamscape (Ereri/Riren)

AN:

Angst-y! Oops?

younger Levi!

Older Eren!

Connected dreams!

Reincarnation!

Actually good written shit.

Okay its really angsty at the end im sorry!!!

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Blurb: Eren has been having weird dreams lately.

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"You're here."

The voice sounds so relieved that Eren can't open his eyes quick enough before he croaks out, "Of course I am."

A hand helps him up and suddenly he's staring into pools of grey that remind Eren of those cloudy days that hint at the sunshine that hides behind them. Those eyes that are so cold yet carry such warmth whenever Eren looks into them. He feels himself grow flustered when he realises how close they are.

"S-sorry. Thank you though for- uh- ah-"

"It's fine. Don't worry about it," the raven haired boy says

Boy. Yes. Eren is twenty-three years old and he keeps dreaming about this teenager. Whoever he is. They haven't exchanged names yet, as far as Eren knows. Maybe they did when the dreams first started, but neither of them have felt the need to use them.

It's just them.

And it is always just them...

He is always dreaming about this boy and it's lucid that he can talk with him even if he knows the kid is not real. Maybe it's his subconscious. That's what his older sister, Annie, would say. She is a therapist or something of some sorts after all and has her degree is pyschology. Or was it sociology?

"Hey, you're going quiet again."

Eren looks back to the kid.

"Wha- sorry. I still have to get used to you whenever I fall asleep."

The boy kicks at a rock, or what looks like a rock. It's all a dream so Eren guessed it was pretty much just dream matter. Or maybe something else. Hm. What does one call dream stuff? He's broken from his train of thoughts when the boy looks to him again.

"Do you not like dreaming of me?" He asks, grey eyes scanning Eren.

The older shakes his head no. "No, of course not- I mean," he blushes lightly. "Ah- that's not what I meant. I meant no, I don't don't like dreaming of you."

The raven looks confused, brow arching at the older. Eren sighs and drags a hand through his hair. It's messy, like usual.

"I like dreaming about you, okay? It's... I don't know, refreshing."

"Refreshing," the other says, slow enough as if he's sounding it out.

That was probably not the right thing to say.

"I mean-" He cuts himself off. "I mean I enjoy it. Alot," He admits.

This is better. Alot better.

"Oh," the boy says. "Well... I might enjoy it too."

His smile is enough to make Eren smile. It's a smile that seems as rare as snow, atleast, for Eren who lives in Hawaii. He enjoys this. The feeling of being near the boy. He wants to feel him in this moment, but pauses. He can feel himself going to wake up. So soon? He sighs. Probally his sister waking him up.