Cardiac Arrest (Ereri/Riren AU) (Death Note AU) (L!Levi x Kira!Eren) (COMPLETED)

One "Little" Push

Eren

"Chocolate chip pancakes!" Dustin sang as he set a plate of the breakfast cakes in front of me.

"You're here way too much," I laughed, taking a bite of the pancake, my eyes widening, "D, this is delicious."

The pancakes were great. The chocolate was evenly dispersed. He also used semisweet chocolate chips, so they weren't unnecessarily too sweet. They were perfect, the chocolate melting as soon as it entered your mouth. The pancake itself was fluffy and airy, making you actually feel good eating it. I didn't even really need syrup.

Dustin just smirked and stretched his shoulders out. I watched, shaking my head as he tried to show off. Dustin was wearing gray basketball shorts and a black muscle tank with gigantic arm holes, making his tan complexion pop.

"Is there a culture that has dessert after breakfast?" I asked, eyeing the brunet.

Dustin placed his hands on his hips. "Eren, we're going to the gym today, remember? We're gonna spar and do other activities, remember?"

I leaned back in my chair and groaned. "I hate sparring with you. You're built way better than I am and you used to box throughout middle and high school."

Dustin looked down at his body and then back to me, "Don't see it."

"Your arms are fucking massive and you have a fucking eight pack basically. Don't you come at me with that bullshit," I pointed to his thighs, "You could pop my head off with those."

Dustin drank some hot apple cider and rolled his eyes. "You're painting me out to be some gross giant. I'm just fit. You are too. I just have a stronger core than you, so I have more defined abdominal muscles. Sex is also a great workout, and since I'm a little slut, I'm getting exercise all the time."

I got up and headed to my bedroom, peeling my shirt off on the way. I grabbed my less revealing teal muscle top and and my black basketball shorts with the really deep pockets that zipped up. Dustin chuckled and left to grab our water bottles and two towels.

The drive to the gym was just as fun as always, Dustin singing along to "Havana" by Camila Cabello. I drove as per usual, singing along with Dustin to songs like Selena Gomez's "Revival" and "Before I Forget" by Slipknot.

We arrived like a normal pair of friends. I swiped my card and headed to where Dustin and I usually sparred. Dustin won as he always did, but I actually landed a few good punches.

I drank from my water bottle as Dustin chatted up some girl. I just chuckled and headed to the bathroom.

The water was frigid when it hit my face, giving me a nice wake up. I studied my reflection as I waited for Dustin to stop flirting. We weren't dating and I was closeted anyway, as I feared what Erwin, Hange, and Sasha would think. After Grisha found out about me when I was younger, I couldn't ever get a break. I cursed. My meeting with Grisha stirred up some memories and feelings that I had wanted to keep stored in the abandoned file cabinet at the back of my subconscious.

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"No boy of mine will be a faggot," Grisha spat at me, his eyes cold and unloving.

Six year old me shrunk in the corner only to have my father raise his hand and hit me. My side ached as he continuously punished me for a wrongdoing that I didn't even know I committed.

"Who is he?" Grisha's tone was venomous. I hid my face in my hands, terrified of what would happen if I somehow spoke or acted out of line when my mom wasn't home.

"I'm not a f-faggot. I'm Eren," tears ran down my face as I sniffled. I didn't know what was going on. I couldn't comprehend why my father was screaming at me and hitting me. All I did was hold hands with Charlie from class and give him a Valentines gift. Valentines were supposed to be given to everyone in class.