“I found your diary.”
The door swings open, revealing his soaked and heavy breathing roommate standing by the doorframe.
“Jesus Eren, couldn’t have bothered to bring an umbrella? You’re gonna get sick like this.” Levi says, hurrying towards the bathroom to bring the guy a fresh towel. He doesn’t hear him say anything, which is an odd thing to begin with since the man usually can’t ever seem to shut up, but he waves it off that he’s probably too cold to say something right now without embarrassing himself.
“Here.” He says, stretching out his arm towards the brunet who seems to be nailed to the ground, his eyes not even looking up to meet Levi’s. “Seriously, dry yourself off or you’re gonna get sick and close the fucking door!”
Still nothing. At first glance the guy doesn’t seem any different besides that he’s soaked. But when the raven takes a closer look at his face he can clearly see the puffy eyes, rosy cheeks and chapped lips which makes his heart burst with affection. “Have you been crying Eren?” He asks the brunet, taking matters into his own hands and starting to furiously rub the brown locks on top of Eren’s head, letting out an annoyed sigh as he does so.
“Ow! You’re hurting me.” Eren squeals, his eyes finally meeting the raven’s.
“Ah so you can speak. Now tell me wha- mmpff.” Suddenly he’s pressed against the wall. Cold wet hands sliding over his sides as Eren presses their lips together. “What are you d-” He gets interrupted again, not that he minds. Although he’s a little too cold to his liking, Eren’s tongue feels like heaven on his lips.
They shouldn’t be doing this but he can’t seem to get his desires under control and lets them take the upperhand. Afterall, he has waited for this day to come for as long as he can remember, so he doesn’t care to wonder why his roommate is suddenly attacking his mouth.
Shamelessly moaning into Eren’s mouth and dragging his teeth across the guy’s bottom lip, he relishes in the feeling of finally being able to touch him again and lets his hands roam over his chest. God, how he has missed that feeling.
Eren’s breathing is as heavy as his own, but it doesn’t let him stop him.
Breaking up their lip-lock to start nibbling on the guy’s jawline, sucking on the skin and rolling it between his teeth, he almost loses consciousness when he hears Eren moan his old title. “Ah! Corporal Levi!”
“Wh- what you just say?” He stutters, immediately stopping his advances. The room suddenly feeling very cramped as if there’s no air for him to breathe and feels his stomach turn.
“No, don’t stop corporal I- I… want you.” Eren breathes and attacks his neck, sucking on his sweet spot right in his crook.
He can’t help but moan at the feeling and involuntarily lets his eyes close. Torn between wanting to embrace Eren and tell him how long he has waited for him to remember, and the right thing; denying everything and letting him have a chance at a normal life not bound to the past.
He wants to be selfish, have Eren all for his own again, but he knows he will regret that decision for the rest of his life. “Is this some kind of roleplay?” He chuckles, thanking the universe for not making his voice tremble.
“Wh- No! You know, I know you know!” Eren is suddenly screaming at him and holding his face between his hand so he’s not able to avoid his piercing gaze full of determination. “I found your diary at Hanji’s, Levi, so don’t play dumb and just kiss me.”
Number 109 or 157 for (obviously) ereri? Whichever you prefer ❤
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