Hello & Goodbye (ereri)

Chapter Twelve

~Eren's POV~

My body woke up on it's own to find Levi hovering over me with his fingers nudging my forehead. He had dissatisfied look on his face as he yanked the covers off of me. The chilliness hit me like a wave as the sheets were removed.

"You're going to a college party with me tonight whether you like it or not," he demanded as he laid down next to me.

My brain still didn't register that I was awake. Clinging for the need for warmth, my arms wrapped around Levi and pulled him close against my chest. The heat coming from him was just enough for comfort.  

"Did you hear me?" He continued as he pushed away from me and sat up straight with his feet hanging off the bed.

"Wait what?" I added as my puppy dog eyes looked up at him pleading for him to come back in bed with me.

"Can you come to a party with me tonight?" 

"A party?" I sighed only because my head was still killing me from the previous night even after taking pain killers.

"Yeah, a college party with me and my friends."

"What? You have friends?" I joked as I lifted my arms to protect my face. I had a feeling he was going to hit me from the rude yet funny insult I had made.

Letting out a scoff, he lightly pushed my thigh, "Shut up cutie. But if I didn't have friends...then what would you be to me?"

A blush crossed my face as I realized I dug myself my own grave. I hadn't even taken in or even labeled the type of relationship I have with Levi. Currently, all we are are two boys fooling around behind Mikasa's back. It's not like we discussed at making this a regular thing. 

Unaware of what to say, my mouth opened, but no words came out.

"Friends with benefits? I'm guessing," Levi answered his own question because of my lack of response.

"Hmm, yeah!" My tone contained a little excitement in it as I spoke, "So what's this party for?"

He shrugged before getting up and stretching out his arms, "I don't even know. My friend Hanji just told me about it and I asked her if you could come."

Rolling myself like a burrito in Levi's covers, I was a little flattered because he asked his friend before asking me. However, a few thoughts clicked into my mind.

"But Levi what about Mikasa? What am I gonna wear? Can you drive?" I rambled on way to fast for him to even recall any of the questions.

"Stop talking kid. You can borrow some of my clothes. I'll just tell Mikasa I'm dropping you off at your house, but we'll just go to the party from there. And yes, I can drive."

I was surprised that he was able to reply so fast with such rational answers. He stepped over to his closet and swung the door open. I had honestly thought his entire wardrobe consisted of sweatpants and tank-tops.

"What's your style?" He asked as his eyes scanned his own clothing. 

"Uh...I wear ripped jeans sometimes...vintage stuff," I tried to think of as many things to answer with.

He stayed silent before his hands searched through the clothes. The sound of the hangers scraping against the closet rod was all I could hear until I heard him gasp out of thrill. His hands threw out a pair of black very ripped jeans on the bed. The holes were extremely big, something a girl would wear. He then threw a dark grey tank-top atop of the pants. Next he tossed me an over sized plaid unbuttoned shirt. 

"That's what you're wearing tonight," he said as he continued to search through the clothes for his outfit.

Picking up the clothing, my eyes examined the fabrics. His style is way better than mine. Looking at the tags, I was astonished to find them all from either Urban Outfitters and Forever 21. While staring at them, Levi slammed the closet door and placed his outfit for the night on his wardrobe. I'm guessing he didn't want to ruin them until the party tonight. 

He was honestly so cute. This is something couples do; hang out with each other, sleep together, and go out together. I was now irritated that we were only friends with benefits. With frustration running into my brain, I decided I couldn't wait another second.

"Levi," I said causing him to turn towards me. I held out my arms for him to walk closer to me, "Come here please."

My feet were now at the edge of bed as he walked closer to me now standing between my legs. We both know I'm taller than him, but it was just too adorable at how he was looking down at me. Still without speaking, I could tell he was expecting something from me by his expression. 

"Kiss me, please," I asked with a smile while looking up at the plain, straight look he always has. 

His cold hands ran across my cheeks brushing the strands of hair away from my eyes. With his thumb caressing my skin, he leaned down slowly. 

Inches away from my lips, he whispered faintly, "Anything for you."

With our lips touching gently, my arms slid over grasping his ass. His body was so similar to a woman's it was so overly strange, but such a turn on too. His fingers traced down over my shoulders and then to my upper back. 

For what was a fragile embrace was now tongue on tongue action. Our saliva only mixed further as we went deeper in kiss. His legs lifted to straddle my lap causing our bare skin to be touching. 

In pain, my eyes were shocked open when he bit my bottom lip. Pulling away, the taste of blood was left in my mouth.

"What the hell?" I asked yet not too harshly.

"Haha...such a baby," he commented as he got up from my lap, "Let's save this for later at the party though."

Letting out a paining groan, my head leaned back to make contact with the bed, "Can I at least have a napkin or tissue to wipe the blood?!"

"Lick it up," he demanded, "Make sure none gets on my bed."

Doing as he said, the vague flavor of copper was found on my tongue from my blood. He can be so inconsiderate at times, but that doesn't stop me from liking him. What really matters is if he likes me just as his toy...or something more.

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[kinda short sorry]

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