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Levi's POV

Eren pulled the front if my shirt, bunching it in his fists as he pulled me with surprising strength in his direction.

"I don't care" He said almost in a growl towards me, not Hanji, even though she was the topic of our shitty conversation. What felt so wrong was the fact that she could wake up any moment to see Eren and I's bodies crushed together like this, but I couldn't help but feel exhilarated at the thought of it.

I looked Eren in the eyes. Mistake.

His Caribbean gaze had red swirling like blood in water around his dilated pupils. They had a primal red glow to them that should have scared me. But no, it excited me all the more. I felt helpless in his strong grip, but couldn't help loving every second of it.

The cold radiated off of his skin, like when you open a freezer, balancing our the heat on mine. His cool lips were pushed roughly against mine in a hasty kiss. His lips slid against mine effortlessly. I briefly wondered how he was so good at this, but then I remembered, he used to be a prostitute, so he has had a lot of practice with this kind of thing.

I let myself melt into his unusually strong grip as he passionately slid his tongue against my lower lip, asking for entrance. I almost smirked. Not a chance he was dominating this.

I let my hands trail up his sides until they cupped his neck.

I almost gasped when I felt his cool fingers slipped under my shirt and started lightly drifting across my abdomen.

"Eren" I whispered, though I doubt he could hear me.

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I was brought out of my heated haze by that single sound. Erens head whipped faster than lightning in the direction which the sound came from.

A grinning Hanji poked out from behind the barn with her phone in front of her face, flash on. He glasses reflected the dim light like silver pools. I scowled at her.

I took a quick glance at Eren who was cringing noticeably in the quick change from dark to light.

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"Could you fucking not!" I yelled at her. She just grinned and pocketed her phone.

"I got all I need" She paused while walking a few steps closer.

"I could probably sell this footage and get a ton" My eyes widened.

"You got video?!" I questioned incredulously. She nodded excitedly.

"Fuck Hanji, what the hell?" Eren spoke up for the first time beside me, he sounded merely bored and irritated. She grinned again.

"C'mon Eren, we all know you wanna suck more than blood" She said with a manic smile. I stole another glance at Eren, for the first time ever, Eren had colour in his face, a cute dusting of pink on his cheekbones.

"Shut up Hanji" He said glaring at Hanji with his eyes glowing red. She looked a bit taken aback by his cold glare. I bit my lip to hold back a grin at Hanjis expression, it was priceless, so was Erens. His eyes held no emotion and his mouth was turned down at the corners in a neutral frown. Red glowed lightly from in between his eyelids. He looked serious in a completely un-serious way. I couldn't help myself.

I laughed.

I laughed for the first time in what feels like forever. Until my lungs and sides hurt from to much work. I opened my eyes that were tearing a bit at the edges. I quickly wiped them away and was greeted with shocked expressions from both Eren and Hanji.

"What?" I said after I had stopped laughing, slightly out of breath, and a smile still on my face.

I got no response except for Erens face morphing from one of shock to one of his beautiful, heart wrenching, pearl white smiles. I couldn't help but feel lighter seeing it.

"Alright calm down" Hanji said walking between us.

"I can see your eye-fucking already, and, well I'm sure that's not something you want me to see" She said smirking, teeth gleaming in the moonlight. I rolled my eyes, not sure if she could see them in the darkness.

"Lets get Eren back before eyebrows calls the police" Hanji said turning to walk back the way we came from.

Eren and I followed.

The silence was not good. Awkwardness had a firm grip on the night.

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We dropped Eren off at the HQ reminding him of his concert in three days, and than I left, returning to my bar.

The cold and quiet dark walk home did nothing to cure my anxiety over Eren. After we left the field, he didn't mutter so much as a single word to me, not even goodbye. I understand that the heated kiss may have been a bit too fast, but he was the one to have initiated it to become what it was. And I wasn't complaining, he was a good fucking kisser, but where did that jump leave us?

What does it make us?

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The night passed in a flurry of dreams consisting of violins with arms, Farlan and Isabelle on a war ship, Hanji getting eaten by some weird creature, and Eren, Eren, Eren.

He managed to make an appearance in every single one, whether it was as a violin player, a sergeant, or one of those creatures having his face and voice, he was there.

I pulled myself out of bed feeling like I had gotten no sleep at all. I tried to push certain thoughts out of my head but they seemed to manage to come back with double the force and worry.

So I gave up.

Leading me to probably have a very depressing and cut of day.

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The building slowly approached, and with every metre I drove I felt my back stiffen with tension more and more, at this rate I was going to break it before I even got there.

And the tension increased even more when I saw the hoards of paparazzi surrounding my client.

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