Covered Eyes (No Name Levi X Eren)

Chapter 28 - Comfort

I am so sorry for the delay, I have written this chapter at least three times and have gone back to redo it over and over. Good news is that we've reached 5.86K reads which is flipping amazing. I love you all so much and so I want to thank you, but I don't know how. I'm all ears for any suggestions. - Venesa

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Do you ever have those dreams where they scare you so much it translates to the real world? Like falling asleep in school and you start to dream you’re falling and jolt awake as if you were trying to stop yourself from becoming a human pancake. Then when you’re finally released from it’s attempted damnation of you, it fades, slowly at first. And as it does you begin to desperately cling to the vivid imagery as it melts through your clinched fingers even more quickly, leaving you with just the raw feelings it provoked in its short time of torture.

Eren shakes me awake from one of those very dreams. His calls start breaking though the heavy beats of my heart and my eyes work their way open to see him, just as panicked as I’m feeling.

“Levi,” Eren starts, concern and unease in his voice. “What was that?”

I sit up and rub my face before dragging the pads of my fingers through my sweat drenched hair. “What do you mean?” I ask, my jaw starting to feel sore. I probably had my teeth clenched during the dream, a habit I have when cornered.

“Y-you where shaking and thrashing a little, you seemed, well . . . scared.” he answered, sitting back on his legs.

I can see it’s morning now, the sun barely peeking through the fabric of the curtains curtains, making it look like stars on the wall. Taking a breath, I shake my head. “I don’t know . . .”

“Don’t know, or won’t tell me?” Eren asks a little sternly.

“I can’t remember.” I answer without breaking my gaze with his. “I don’t know what had me so upset. I’m sorry if I scared you.”

“No, I mean, you did startled me.” He smiles softly and held my head in his hand. “But, it’s okay.”

I lean my head forward slightly and his hand slips back to my undercut and he begins to play with it. Surprisingly, I start to feel relaxed, my unease and stress melting away. He moves closer and brings up his other hand before giving a soft laugh. We sit like this for a little before I bring his hands to my chest and pull him on top of me as I slip under the covers once more. His hands twitch a little as his face lights up red, but he doesn’t say anything and when he finally rests his head on my chest as well, I give him a kiss.

“You know you don’t have to worry about me Brat.” I smirk a little.

He hits my chest. “If I don’t, who will?” he asks, looking up to me with his beautiful eyes, harsh enough in their stare to slice into my skin. “I’m sure the others worry about you too. And it’s not that I have to, it’s that I want to. So deal with it.” He stuck his tongue out at me.

“You certainly are stubborn,” I smile, causing him to smile back. He leans up closer to me and pecks my lips, to which I of course return the gesture. “We should start thinking about getting up, Hanji should be here soon with Mike.”

“Oh, darn, really?” Eren asks, sounding disappointed almost.

“Yeah, I’m afraid so, and if we’re not out there Hanji will surely barge in here.”

Eren laughs a little at that as he placed his head on my chest again. A heavy breath escapes his lips and it dances across my skin, making me start to feel disappointed as well. Maybe it wouldn’t hurt to stay in bed a little long-

“Levi? Eren?” Hanji calls from the hallway, their footsteps echoing off the tiles and becoming closer. Eren had jumped at the sudden noise and accidently hurt himself a little, his side still being tender and all that. He sat up, taking the covers with him, and holds his side as the brunette opens the door. “Oh, there you . . .” they stop and smirk a little, “two are. Have fun last night?” they tease.

Eren blushes deeply as I chuck a pillow at the speckled idiot. “Shut up Shitty Glasses.” I growl.

They roll their eyes and toss back the pillow, “Get up you two, Mike’s starting to make breakfast.” They skip down the hall, humming Fever by Adam Lambert. I’m not even kidding or exaggerating. This is what I grew up with, what I tour with, what I call family.

I look to Eren, who’s looking at me like ‘Are they really doing that?’ I softly laugh in response.

Eren gets up from the bed and starts to get dressed, finding his freshly washed clothes in the closet I never use. He takes off his nightshirt and places his hands around his pants as if he’s about to take them off but stops himself and nervously laughs before disappearing into the bathroom.

I guess it is still a little weird between us, in the sense that we feel comfortable around each other and it’s been a little over a week, so we really shouldn’t. Come to think of it, I was like this with Hanji as well. And Mike and even Erwin. They all have weird quirks and mannerisms that would take some time to get used to. Yet after a day I could handle Hanji's unusual obsession with the human body and origin, Mike's astonishing nose and habit of smelling people, and Erwin's commanding tone and suspicious nature. Most people are deterred by that sort of thing but to me it was like a normal thing to see or hear.

“Levi?” Eren’s voice breaks my concentration. I look to him and for a moment he looks like he’s in a uniform of some sort. My ears start to ring a little and my head throbs as I look away. When I finally return my gaze to him, he’s dressed in plaid shorts and a loose solid t-shirt. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’ll meet you out there, I should take a quick shower.” I give a small smile. Eren nods and softly kisses my lips, holding the tender act. I softly return the kiss, smiling softly.

“Okay, don’t take too long,” He requests.