"Eren."

Green eyes blinked open. The first thing Eren saw was a pair of stormy, grey eyes. He blinked a few times to try to wake up properly. He groaned.

"Hmm, what? What?" Eren arched his back in a stretch and let out a dangerously suspicious moan.

Levi squinted at him. "Morning. I made breakfast, if you want some."

"Mhm." Eren nodded and leaned up to give Levi a swift kiss.

"Nope." Levi quickly pulled away. "Bad morning breath. Seriously." He grimaced.

"Hey, it's not that bad." Eren cupped a hand in front of his mouth and checked his breath. "Ooh, geez, yeah. Wow." He sat up.

The duvet fell from Eren's chest and Levi watched in appreciation as Eren stretched his arms above his head. Levi wanted to reach forward and touch the tantalising skin of Eren's stomach, but his chance passed when Eren slouched, and leant toward Levi with a massive grin on his face.

"Hey, so, about last night… Does it mean that we're…?"

"What?" Levi sat back and stared at Eren; it was a struggle not to stare.

"Are we together?" Eren's eyes lit up with hope.

"I kind of would hope so. I don't normally almost fuck my friends." Levi rolled his eyes and smirked.

Eren grinned and he laughed. "Well, I would kinda, ya know, hope… not."

"Hmm. Unlike someone else here. Anyway, breakfast. Yes or no?" Levi gestured to the general direction of the kitchen.

"Hey, that's not fair. Jean's not my friend." Eren huffed. "Sure." He nodded and mumbled as he rolled out of bed.

Levi elegantly rose from the bed and sauntered his way into the small kitchen. The cupboards were a little worn, but you can be damn sure that every inch of the flat was clean. He spent hours getting lost in cleaning, and losing track of time as he scrubbed the dirt away. It was almost therapeutic to Levi.

The table sat by the wall, hosting a delicious cooked breakfast for both Eren and Levi, complete with orange juice and even a small vase of sunflowers. The walls were a plain cream colour, and the counters were simple. They had a small oven, a practical sink, and one old fridge, but that was all either of them really needed.

Eren hummed appreciatively at the sight of the breakfast, and sat down quickly. He dug into his meal and began scoffing it like he hadn't eaten in years. Levi cast a disgusted look at Eren before delicately cutting into his breakfast, and eating it at a much slower pace than Eren. Eren had finished within ten minutes of his backside touching the chair, and he sat back with a satisfied sigh. He smiled at Levi.

"Thanks."

Levi looked up at Eren. "You have sauce on your face."

"Huh? Where?" Eren raised his hand, which earned a glare from Levi.

"I'll get it." Levi reached across the table and cleaned away the sauce with a napkin. "There." He leaned in and kissed the corner of Eren's mouth. "It's gone now."

Heat rose to Eren's cheeks. He wasn't exactly used to this sort of affection, but he began to feel like he may enjoy simply displays like that. He thought of perhaps holding Levi's hand while they walked outside, or brushing away a strand of hair from Levi's silver eyes as they stood in the cold. He wanted to walk through the snow in the winter with Levi, and to clutch Levi's mitten clad hand with his own. He wanted to sit by the fire and share stories that he hadn't told before with him. Eren felt a sudden need to show Levi that he really did like him; to prove to Levi that he wasn't going to be like his other partners; that he wanted to date Levi properly.

"Levi?" Eren licked his lip.

"Mhm?" Levi didn't look up from his breakfast.

"Would you maybe, like to go out for dinner or something? I don't have much money, so maybe lunch, but, uh, maybe, uh, something. It was something I thought you maybe wanted to, yeah." Eren shrugged.

"Yes." Levi nodded and finished eating. "Dinner or lunch, I don't mind. If it's lunch it'll be late. Um. My lecture doesn't finish until half twelve." He sat back in his chair and looked Eren up and down.

"Y-yeah! That sounds great." Eren grinned at Levi.

Levi's chest felt warm and his lip curled up into a smile. He loved the way that Eren got excited about something as simple as lunch, and he made it his goal to try to get Eren to smile, and blush at least once that day. He shook his head, as if to clear away the sappy thoughts, and stood. He cleared away the table, and fought with Eren for his juice. Eren eventually bargained with him; a kiss for the juice.

The smug smile that came to Eren's lips almost made Levi refuse and let Eren keep the juice. It was a shit-eating grin that made Levi want to wipe it off his face as fast as possible. He sat on Eren's lap and slid his hand into Eren's hair. He rubbed the tousled brown locks between his fingers and massaged his scalp gently. Levi leaned in closely, so that their lips were an inch apart and he smirked as Eren tried to surge forward. Levi pulled back a little to tease Eren, and smirked. Eren growled in frustration and leaned forward again, trying and failing to kiss Levi. Levi chuckled and bit his own lip before finally giving in and using his hold on Eren's hair to keep him in place. Eren huffed at Levi, who broke away briefly to laugh softly again. Levi softly nibbled Eren's lip, tugging on it and flicking his eyes up to Eren's smugly. Eren's breath hitched and he slid his hands up to hold Levi's waist. Levi soothed the bite on Eren's lip with his tongue and held Eren at arm's length.

"Hey!" Eren protested.

"One kiss in exchange for the juice. That was the deal." Levi raised his eyebrow and felt Eren grip harder onto his hips.

"But!" Eren whined and pouted at Levi, trying to get Levi to stay in his lap.

"Nope." Levi wiggled in Eren's lap. He placed his hands on Eren's and slid them up his sides slowly, "A deal," Levi gripped Eren's hands tighter, "is a deal." Levi peeled Eren's hands off of him and managed to make his way over to the sink.

Eren came up behind Levi and wrapped his arms around him. He rested his chin on Levi's shoulder and sighed. Levi glanced at Eren and went back to washing up. He liked the warmth of Eren against his back. He liked the feel of Eren's arms wrapped around his waist, but he'd love Eren to have a shower more.

"If you don't go and shower now, we won't have much time for lunch." Levi murmured.

"Join me?" Eren suggested as he waggled his eyebrows and pressed closely to Levi.

"I'm busy."

"Please?" Eren batted his eyelashes at Levi.

Levi rolled his eyes. "Fine, but you'll have to get in there first anyway." Levi grabbed another plate and washed it. "Go. Be clean."

Thirty minutes later Eren was laid on the settee, with an arm over the back, and a leg over the arm of the settee. He sighed. Levi had joined him in the shower, but rather than it turning into something steamier, Eren had found Levi stood by the shower doors, still fully clothed and wearing a frown. His cheeks had turned pink upon seeing Eren stood naked in the shower. And then, a sponge had made its way into Eren's hand and Levi had instructed him to wash, with a blush on his cheeks. The shower door had been opened and closed in a flash. Eren blindly obeyed and soon began to wonder why his plan had gone so wrong.

"Don't forget to wash behind your ears." Levi commented, as he looked at the floor.

Maybe it was the heat of the steam from the shower that was making Levi blush, or maybe it was the tall drink of water that was doing everything Levi had said. Or, most likely, Levi was just plain old embarrassed. He could make shit jokes, but he could not look at naked human anatomy without a tiny hint of embarrassment flaring up his cheeks.

"I already do wash behind my ears." Eren mumbled.

"Are you sure?" Levi looked at Eren's foggy figure and raised an eyebrow.

"What? I do." Eren shrugged. "You can even check if you want, look." He stepped closer to Levi and gripped the handle of the shower door.

"No! You'll get me wet." Levi protested. "I'm going to catch a shower after you, I just have to ring Hange first. They've already rung me twice in the last ten minutes." Levi rolled his eyes.

"Okay." Eren sighed.

And Levi had left him to go and talk to Hange for twenty minutes. Eren had got out of the shower and got dressed glumly. He was bored and struggling to stay entertained as he stared at the ceiling and counted the swirls that were in the brush strokes.

"Sorry about that. I'll be quick." Levi popped his head into the room, and then he was gone in a flash.

Eren sighed. He let his eyes fall shut. He hummed to himself at first, and then began singing. His fingers tapped against the back of the settee and he nodded his head along with the tune. He heard shuffling and abruptly stopped. A pair of silver eyes appeared in the doorway.

"Hm? Levi?" Eren sat up to see Levi retreat back to his bedroom.

"I didn't mean to disturb you."

"What?" Eren cocked his head.

"I didn't mean to disturb you. From singing." Levi murmured from his bedroom.

"Ah, you didn't." Eren sheepishly laughed.

"That's a lie." Levi pulled on a clean shirt and smoothed it out. "You stopped because you heard me."

"Well, yeah."

"So I did." Levi shrugged.

"It doesn't matter." Eren shook his head. "We should probably get going soon anyway."

The tap of a boot brought Eren's gaze to where Levi was stood. Eren looked up from Levi's black boots, up his black trousers, and settled onto the casual white t-shirt he was wearing. Eren smiled. Levi looked good, in Eren's opinion. He stood up and brushed down his plain black t-shirt and glanced up to see Levi had shrugged on a dark brown jacket.

"Ready?" Levi shoved his keys in his pocket.

"Mhm." Eren nodded and grinned.