✘ "You have a new match!" [Riren] [R-18] ✘

31: The art of tension

(A/N): So... After a long fucking hiatus, I'm finally, officially BACK. And I'm here to stay.

As many of you might have seen in my more recent replies to comments or my recent announcement, I've had some very tough months that among other things resulted in a burn out. But slowly, slowly I, as well as my situation, has been getting better. If you want to know more about that, please go to my page and read my last announcement where I explained things closer. 

Anyway. In this new chapter, our boys will be going through exactly what the title suggests, and I'm afraid that you guys might too. Sorry in advance for the cliffhanger after already have been keeping you hanging for so long. But I hope that you'll very much enjoy it either way. And I promise I won't leave you hanging for long, because I'll give you guys the next update in exactly a week: Next Sunday, the 2nd of February.

Also. I want to specifically dedicate this come back chapter to the gorgeous @DiabLolita who might be the one who has looked forward to this day the very most. DiLo, I am humbled and forever thankful for your huge support. It means the whole fucking world to me. 

And there are so many people who for some reason I can't quite comprehend, have stayed invested in me and my story through all of this time. You know who you are, and to you I want to say that you're truly changing my life with all your love and support. Thank you, so much. I'm indebted to you all.

Well then! That's enough of me talking. I'll see you again in a week. LOVE YOU ALL.

xoxo

Eren's POV

The lacquer coated leather shoes he wore made satisfying clicks against the shining floor tiles as Eren confidently made his way through the hotel corridor. He noticed that people were turning their heads as he walked by and they all seemed to have pretty different reactions to his appearance; he caught some frowns of varied discretion but also quite a few pleasantly surprised smiles and faces. He stuck his hands into the pockets of his fitted suit pants and by doing so pushed back the sides of the coat too and revealed more of his toned waist line under the cropped top. He reached the lounge and looked around to try to spot his boyfriend.

"Eren Yeager?" he suddenly heard an unfamiliar voice call out.

"Yes?" he questioned, turning around to look at a man he didn't recognize. He seemed to be in his late twenties. The man brought up his hand to bring Eren's attention to a company logo on his white shirt. A taxi driver? Eren thought, a little confused.

"I am to take you to your destination, sir." Eren blinked in confusion.

"My destination?" The man didn't answer, just smiled and handed him a small, folded piece of paper. Eren looked up once more at the man's face before unfolding it. It was a handwritten note in a characteristic handwriting that he couldn't possibly mistake.

My Eren,
I will meet you there.
L

The taxi driver raised his arm to point in the direction of the exit.

"Shall we?" he asked with a polite smile. Eren glanced over towards the exit where he could spot a classic kind of taxi waiting for him, before looking down at the note again. But, just for a moment, he hesitated.

It was probably nothing but ridiculous paranoia, but the truth was that Eren couldn't shake off this bad feeling in his stomach. This really was Levi's handwriting right? There is no doubt about that. Right?

"Sure" he finally replied, his voice sounding a little strained.

The man nodded and started walking towards the exit.