Home Sweet Home

"Eren can't you see he's not well in the head?!" Jean whispered-shout on his ear.

Eren watched his mate as he slowly explore the house. His pale, slender fingers ghost at every furniture and walls. Blue-gray eyes darts on every corner, unfocused. He's steps were slow, like he was being hunted in the forest, making sure that he will never make a sound. Then he stopped and stared at the ceiling like there is something there that will eat him alive. He's breathing quiver as he backs away, hitting his back on Eren's front. Eyes fixed on the ceiling, terrified and alarmed at whatever he sees in there.

Eren sighs, he gently turned his mate to face him. Making sure he was looking into his eyes instead on the ceiling. All fears washed away when blue-gray eyes locked on teal ones. Levi smiled at him.

"Yes, I admit. He's not well in the head but he's heart is perfect."