the sweet tale of levi and eren

Chapter 1: their beginning

Eren clutched tightly onto his tote bag as he entered the library. He loved the library, but the last time he came here he ran into his friend, well not really his friend anymore. You see their friendship ended akwardly and Eren never really thought about seeing them again, nor did he ever want to see them again. So when he ran into them it didn't really go so well and eren experienced an emotion he's never felt before while being in a library. The library makes him feel safe and calm, but now as he enters he's nervous. He looks around the room and scrambles to a seat, giving no mind as to where he was sitting or who he was sitting next to, or even how close for that matter.

Once Eren composed himself, he realized that his left thigh felt a little warmer then the rest of his body. Eren turned his head and caught his eyes upon mystical grey ones, that at first glance are cold, but as eren keeps staring he gets a certain warmth from them that reminds him of things that he loves, like the library or his mom. His eyes trail from this mans eyes to his button nose, to his lips that hold a kind of timid state and eren wonders why this man would be uncomfortable right now, until his eyes get past his magnificent sharp jawline and eventually reach his thighs, where he can see that eren's whole left thigh is basically trying to fuse with the strangers. Eren immediately jumps in his seat and backs away, a blush spreading over his face from embarrassment. The man with raven colored hair parted in the middle, reacts with his mouth, going from a timid line to a slight grin. Even though Eren had never met this man before, he felt like this was an accomplishment. Eventually when Eren's mind caught up to him, he said,

"I'm so sorry! I wasn't paying attention when i sat down."

"Clearly." said the dark beauty. Even though it was meant to sound cold, and cool, the word came out like a joke that needed to be accompanied by a giggle, which Eren nervously replied with. Through his giggle, Eren managed to say,

"My name is Eren. What's yours?"

"Levi."

"Levi? I like it. It suits you."

Eren realized his compliment after it came out of his mouth and he blushed internally and tugged on his flannels sleeve. Levi reacted nonchalantly even though on the inside he started to get a little tingly feeling behind his lips. This is unusual for Levi, he doesn't usually get these sweet, inoccent, butterfly-e feelings... ever. And to be getting them from a stranger none the less. He figured maybe it was from the physical contact they had a few seconds prior. nevertheless he went along with it.

"Thank you Eren, i think your name suits you as well." Levi made sure to make eye contact, not only because it was proper, but also because this Eren fellow had the most beautiful green eyes Levi had ever seen. They're like two gleaming emeralds that are telling him not to look away, and Levi complies, sending more tingles throughout his body.

By this point both boys are dying to say something, because although looks are nice and are originating their initial attraction to one another, Levi and Eren both know that looks don't really matter. So eventually they both stop essentially gawking at each other and spit out,

"So"

"Yes, Levi?"

"Why'd you choose me to sit on top of?"

The embarrassment that has caught up to him, plus the charming smirk that Levi is modeling right now, have Eren left shocked and so he says the first thing that comes out.

"You're cute."