Hello & Goodbye (ereri)

Chapter Nine

~Eren's POV~

With a few more beers, the night seemed to be going smoothly. My body laid out across the sofa  with my head laying down on Mikasa lap. As a friend, I'm rather proud of her for no taking not even a single sip of alcohol. 

"Hey Eren, we should leave," Mikasa suggested while playing with the strands of my hair hanging over my face. 

"Mmm...I guess," I slurred my words while attempting at getting up, "I'll...I'll drive."

Out of disbelief, she immediately rejected my offer, "That's a no. I'm driving us back to my place. My mom drove me here and I doubt she's home now."

While leaning up to grab my jacket, I gave a few nods. The 'party' was already dying due to the lack of excitement as several people were losing energy. Connie and Sasha had already blacked out too.

Along with my aiding me to my car, Mikasa threw me into the passenger seat to drive away.

The neighboring houses shone no light and the stars were the only thing my drunken mind could focus on. The bumping of the car-tires made my body jerk in all kinds of directions. For what I thought was a burp, I created an even bigger mess. With my stomach creating odd noises and my throat filling up, exiting my mouth was nothing other than vomit.

My mind was too locked on the night sky to register what I had just done.

"Eren! You just puked!" Mikasa screamed as she attempted at keeping her eyes on the road, but the stench in the enclosed area was enough to kill us both. 

Letting out a hiccup, I glanced down at the puke soaking into my shirt and lap. I could never hold my alcohol very well and it was a pain when if comes to things like these. With the fact that I only had marijuana and beer running through my veins, my only response was to laugh. 

"Sorry!" I joked while examining what had been in my stomach.

Pulling into the driveway, I opened the car door and landed face first on the concrete.

"Eren!" Mikasa called with worry as she tried to help me up, "Jesus, you're a lot to handle."

With a vomit covered shirt and fuzzy vision, my head suddenly pounded as she hoisted me and carried me inside the house. 

"Mikasa!" My voice pouted, "Put me down!" 

At this point, I had already lost ninety percent of my strength so they was no way I was winning this fight. My arms hung heavily as my head drooped down to watch as Mikasa carried me up the stairs. The air in darkness surrounding me tasted like cigarettes as I raised my head up to see the boy that had been on my mind since summer began.

"Levi!" Slurring my words I cupped his cheeks with my hands as I still remained hanging over Mikasa's shoulder, "Levi...You're so cute!"

Blowing a puff of smoke it my face, he harshly slapped my hands away leaving me antsy.

"Mikasa what the fuck happened to this cunt?" The cutie asked while examining my disgusting state. 

She turned on the lights on her room before plopping my almost limp body into the ground. With the look of disappointment on her face, she leaned over me and flat-out sniffed me only to pull back instantly.

"We were at a party," she answered while plugging her nose.

"A party?" Levi confirmed with a hint of jealously, "Lemme guess; he got wasted. Did he fuck some girl there too?"

"Close, but not exactly. He did drink...a lot and got high...a lot. We played seven minutes in heaven, but the only person he went away with was Marco."

"Marco?" He asked envious, "That's a boy's name, right?"

"Haha yeah. Marco's adorable, but since they're boys—nothing happened," she said while removing my shirt. 

My body was drained of it's energy. I didn't even have the will to speak to either of them. 

"He smells revolting," Levi insulted while glaring down at me. 

They were staring at my frail body as if they committed a murder and they were trying to figure out what to do with the body. I smelled like a dumpster and my level of awareness was below ten percent. Even if they let me, I wouldn't be able to walk home without getting hit by a car or throwing up for another time. 

Levi crouched down and placed both arms underneath my armpits to move me, "I'll bathe him, you can sleep now."

With a unpleasant frown, Mikasa said, "No, I'll wash him. He doesn't even like you anyways."

"Is it Eren who doesn't like me or you that doesn't like me. Don't be a bitch, I'm the only adult and male here. I'll bathe him. Just go to sleep" 

Not realizing Levi's strength was almost equivalent to Mikasa's, he dragged me across the floor and into the bathroom. The moment the chilling tile touched my exposed back, I let out a groan while attempting to crawl out onto the hallway rug.

"Hey brat, stop moving," he complained as he grabbed the ends of my jeans and pulled me back, "You have vomit all over your lap, and it's horrific. 

Running the water first, he tugged my pants off including my underwear. Honestly, I wasn't freaked out much only because he's seen my dick before and I was drunk. He didn't even seem that interested that I—a naked and probably gay amateur—was sitting in front of him with my junk hanging out.

With ease, he lifted my body into he tub to wash me.

"Levi," I smirked, "Get in with me, pwetty pwease!"

"No."

"Pwease!" 

"No. Stop asking."

"I'll just have to make you then," I said before pulling his upper half into the low bath. The water soaked his hair, face, and shirt as he lifted his head out. 

"You fucking dickweed," he roared in my ears, "I'll fucking get you back you're sober." I didn't say a word, not because I was scared, but I was filled with anticipation on what this punishment would be. He rubbed the soapy cloth over most of my body before demanding that I get out and dry myself. After draining the water, he removed the shirt I had made damp and hung it up.

"You'll be sleeping in my room because my sister is acting like a bitch. She's most likely already asleep by now too, but you're sleeping on the floor because your hair is wet, you man-whore."

"Why are you so mad?" My voice flirted while leaning in.

"Because I was woken up by your screams when Mikasa carried you into the house, you soaked me with water, and your breath still smells like vomit and alcohol."

Still being naked, I followed the now-shirtless-Levi to his room to have a pair of sweatpants thrown at my face. I then watched as he tossed himself underneath the covers with his back facing me. I'm guessing he was still upset on how I 'attempted' at having him join me in the tub...and all the other things I did too. But I can't complain because my drunken self is actually back in Levi's room.

The lights in the room had already been turned off so I was rather hard to see. That is, until I found my feet trip and fall onto Levi's bed.

"Comfy," I purred while latching onto him.

"Get off me! You're naked!" 

"Don't act like you haven't see it before!" 

"Ugh! You're so annoying! Go to sleep already!" He said while I shifted my position to where I was spooning him.

"You're...so," Yawning the middle of the sentence, I wrapped my arms around his waste, "Warm...and cute...and comfy."

Hearing him groan wasn't enough to make me let go. Even if nothing sexual happened, this night ended off pretty good.