My new bratty partner (Levi x Eren, Erwin x Levi)

His kindness

Eren's POV:

Standing in front of a beautiful house, it looked big enough for a family. "Was this where he would of raised his kids... With her?" Saying that I felt a slight punch feeling in my stomach but didn't know why and this isn't something I'm suppose to be thinking about right now!

Sighing deeply and shaking my head, I walk up the steps and Staring at the door before knocking on it but getting no reply, "Hello? Mr. Ackerman?" I knock some more, is he not home?

Right before I was about to leave, the door swung open with Levi panting a bit as if he ran here, "Eren!" He grabbed my wrist and pulled me in embracing me tightly. Surprised I hug back feeling butterflys in my stomach. Why Am I so happy he's hugging me?

He pulled back and glared, "Che, where the fuck have you been fucking brat."
I smile awkwardly before speaking "Funny story hehe... I was with Erwin..." Levi let me inside his house dragged me to the couch sitting across from each other.

"Tell me everything that happend and don't leave anything out." He ordered taking a sip of his tea and having his whole attention on me.
"So your telling me he let you go like that?" I nod rubbing my neck looking down at my feet, "He was going to do something with me but then told me to leave I don't know why and I have a feeling he's up to something Sir."

Levi squinted his eyes suspisously, tapping his feet against the floor. "Why? I don't get what he wants... I mean it's great your here but wounded how does your head feel?"

"Ah don't worry that is nothing what hurts more is my thigh I got a cut there but it was stitched by Erwin's men," I say rubbing my thigh over my pants noticing Levi frown.
"Hey Levi... Are you okay? That day of the deal... I messed things up I'm sorry."
He sighed and leaned in placing his right hand on my shoulder, "Eren I'm fine I was able to fight against them who do you think I am ?" He suddenly smiles making me blush, "But you, you were kidnapped easily... Your pretty useless."

Looking into his eyes, I whispered, "That's rude." That is when he lean closer looking into my eyes making my heart skip beats only being inches away from each other, "I've been told that a lot." He smiles getting up from the couch with a soft yawn.

Been told that a lot? By who? I look around there weren't that many photos of his wife here, guess he meant her. She's the one called him that and she's the one who should be here with him right now... I wonder if she's watching over him and has regrets of leaving him... Ah damn it all this is making me so depressed!