Hello & Goodbye (ereri)

Chapter Four

~Eren's POV~

The kiss was nowhere near genuine or thoughtful. It lacked everything they'd usually have; love, consideration, and even passion. It was rather sloppy and emotionless. 

Releasing my grip on his hair, I leaned back to see what type of face a flustered Levi would make. To my dismay, when we separated, all I found was an unfazed expression as if nothing happened. With the coldness grey eyes, he glanced up at me showing everything, but bliss and happiness. There wasn't even a hint of redness in his cheeks. 

I backed up realizing Levi had the exact emotional level as a robot—which is like zero to none at all. Without even speaking a word, he lightly closed his door. Overall, I was just mainly surprised at the fact that he didn't slam his door in my face or even hit me.

My fingers reached up to graze my bottom lip as if it were my first kiss—which is wasn't, but it still felt different. Maybe it was because it was a boy. I'm only used to kissing girls, how the hell am I supposed to deal with these feelings now?

I just kissed a fucking boy. And that boy was my best friend's brother. 

Based on Levi's reaction—I'm guessing even with all the insults he's given me—there's no way in hell that he likes me the slightest bit. Mikasa said he was gay...shouldn't he have been into it just a little. Who am I even kidding, he didn't even blush!

Pivoting my feet, I rushed back into the comfort and darkness of Mikasa's room. I tossed my body into her homey covers and smothered my face into her pillows. The scent of her wafted into my nose as the I embarrassingly replayed that kiss in my mind.

Why did my body even do that? My brain is broken and I need a new one. I definitely shouldn't have kissed him. Fuck. After all, I'll be seeing him for most of the summer because there's no way that I'm spending the summer without Mikasa. 

With my voice being muffled by the feathered pillows, I mindless let out a soft scream into the cushions. My five seconds of belting didn't help with the situation logically, but mentally, I felt a little at ease.

"Why? Why? Why?!" I repeated out of humiliation, "I'm so dumb!" 

"Yes. Yes you are," a voice snickered from a few feet away.

Lifting my head, I was greeted by Levi standing in Mikasa's doorway with his hand on his hip. Scrambling to sit up straight on the bed, I watched as he made way closer to me with a subtle smirk. My feet hung off the edge of the bed at a sat anxiously.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry for kissing you! I didn't mean it!" I rambled on hoping he wouldn't do anything hostile. 

He placed his finger on my lip shushing my very words. He picked up one knee after the other and straddled my lap. Leaning back, I took in the view of his chest only because it was eye level. He removed his finger from my lip and shuffled closer so our chests were nearly touching. 

"W-what are you d-doing?" I stammered with a face full of reds and pinks. Blood was rushing to every part of my body, even my lower regions. I prayed to fucking God that he wouldn't feel my boner as he weighed down on my lap.

"Oh...it's nothing," he whispered after leaning into my ear, "Do you want me to stop?"

Once talking, he began to rub his groin against the zipper of my pants. He eyes didn't leave mine during every movement he made. 

"When you...kissed me," he paused both speaking and moving, "I was utterly confused on why I liked it so much. You're just a teenage boy. I didn't even know what words to say to you so I just closed the door."

The smirk reformed on his face was enough to make me want to go along with this. I just have to think he's a girl, right? I mean he's acting like it. 

Placing his hand on my chest, he slowly pushed me down so my back made contact with the comforters. 

"Y-you're s-sitting on my dick," I tripped on my words.

"And?" He taunted as he began to create more friction between us by grinding with his hips.  

My hands just wanted to rip off both our clothes at go down on him right here and now. A few minor gasps escaped from my mouth as these motions changed from rubbing to just straight up dry sex. 

"Can we...can we take our...our clothes off?" I begged through my heavy pants. 

He glanced down at me before picking up his head to look out the window right above me. 

"Shit. Mikasa's home," Levi snapped under his breath, "Not today brat."

Levi straggled back removing himself from my lap. He lifted his hand and with one swift motion he waved goodbye as he trailed into the dimly lit hallway. The sound of Levi's door slamming shut bounced off the walls before the creaking of the front door opening was made.

A load of low steps were heard through the house before Mikasa emerged excitedly in the doorway holding a white plastic bag in the air. Even at a distance, I could eye through the slim bag. A bundle of marshmallows, chocolate, kabob sticks, and gram crackers were seen.

I struggled to get up and fix my posture so Mikasa wouldn't see the hard on that was still there. Even though Levi left, that doesn't mean my boner did too. Now sitting crisscross, I placed a pillow in between my legs so she wouldn't expect anything. 

I was already acting a little panicky when she walked in and I don't want that to send any red flags.

"I got the stuff!" She shouted with a smile, "We can start in a few hours when the sun goes down!"

"Y-yeah!" I sounded quite uninterested because making s'mores wasn't the main thing on my mind. 

"We can just build a fire in the back with the broken branches from the woods," she insisted before plopping herself next to me. There was barely a centimeter of space between us. Her head leaned down on my shoulder after placing the materials next to the bed. 

I already felt guilty knowing that Levi and I were getting hot and arouse-filled just less than five minutes ago in HER bed. But that fact that my best friend is now leaning on my shoulder while I have a boner that I got from HER brother is just crossing the line. Too many sins were stacking up and Mikasa was oblivious to it all.

"Yo...Mikasa," I awkwardly spitted out as I shifted a few inches away from her, "What do you wanna do until we make 'em...the s'mores?" 

She raised her head off me before looking me straight in the eyes with a face colder than Levi's. 

"Nap," she ordered like a child before wrapping her arms around my neck and pushed me back. Her head laid on my stomach as if I were a pillow. At this point, my hard on had relaxed so there was no way she could feel anything. She removed the pillow from between us while she rested parallel on top of me. 

"I'm not your bed, Mikasa!" I wheezed only because she was squeezing my lungs and diaphragm. 

"Shut up, I don't care," she mumbled creating tickling vibrations in my abdomen. 

This woman doesn't know how to act at times and it's going to be the death of me someday.