ereri + 5 + 50? ;)
5 & 50: “Wait, are you jealous?” + writer’s choice (”It’s just me, relax”)
As far as first
dates go, Eren thinks theirs has been a success so far. Some coffee
and pleasant conversation along with just a bit of flirting –
they’d even shared a piece of chocolate cake using the same fork,
which had definitely been the highlight for Eren.
But as it turns out, going from good friends to something more has its awkward moments, as well. Such as the fact that he literally cannot stop staring at Levi’s mouth.
Maybe going for a coffee date hadn’t been such a wise idea in that regard, though before this day Eren had never discovered his huge oral fixation. He’s completely entranced by the curve of Levi’s lips when he cracks a slight smile at Eren, not to mention what it does to him seeing Levi’s tongue to dart out and lick off the tiny spot of frosting caught on to his finger.
They’re on their first date and Eren’s already a mess, goddamnit. And to think that all they’ve done so far is hold hands and exchange a few vaguely suggestive one-liners.
It’s not like he hasn’t tried, mind you. Ever since he’d watched Levi lick off that damn frosting, he’s been gathering up the courage to close the distance between them and go for a kiss. It’s just a little kiss, he keeps telling himself, but then he’ll meet Levi’s eyes for the briefest of moments and what little resolution he’s managed to build up crumbles away.
Even after they’ve left the coffee shop Eren is still hesitating. It’s just a short walk to Levi’s apartment and he knows that their ways will part soon, so if he wants to make his move, he’s gonna have to do it within the next ten minutes or so. It’s just one kiss, but there are so many things that could go wrong – what if he’s too clumsy or eager, or what if he accidentally headbutts Levi? Damn, he’s never kissed a person so much shorter than him, what if there’s a whole different technique to it?
As his thoughts run off to goodness knows where, so does his mouth. Eren’s fairly sure he’s done nothing but chatter nervously during their whole date, and he keeps it up as they turn into a more secluded street, at the end of which Levi’s apartment building is located. While he’s yammering away, he decides that this is it, now or never. He’s gonna do it.
“Meow,” someone says, and Eren knows that it’s not himself, and it certainly isn’t Levi, either, since Eren’s fairly sure his vocal chords aren’t even capable of producing such high-pitched sounds.
Instead it’s a black and white cat, sat in the middle of the pavement with its tail waving absently behind it. The cat looks at the both of them curiously, its head tilted to the side as it sizes them up.
“Aww, how cute,” Eren coos as he crouches down. He should probably be upset at the cat for butting in at the precise moment he’d intented to finally kiss Levi, but it looks too damn cute as it sits there without a care in the world like it owns the whole damn street. “Here, kitty kitty.”
He’s always regarded himself as a friend of all wild animals, so naturally the kitty pads towards him. However, instead of coming to his waiting arms, it makes its way to Levi’s feet, rubbing its head against the fabric of his jeans.
Levi crouches down next to him, hands coming to pet at the fuzzy creature’s ears. “That’s strange, I don’t think any of my neighbors own a cat,” he wonders out loud.
“It likes you,” Eren states. He tries not to sound jealous, he really does, but he’s not sure how well he succeeds in it. What’s more disconcerting, however, is that he’s not sure if he’s more jealous of Levi getting along so well with the cat instead of him, or of the cat for getting Levi’s undivided attention and pets.
Suddenly the cat reaches up on its hind legs and licks a wet stripe along Levi’s jaw, and oh, boy, does Eren wish he could do that as well.
“You little menace,” Levi sighs, but picks up the cat nonetheless, bringing it up to his face. “You’re lucky you’re so cute.”
“You like cats?” Eren asks with a tiny smile. He’d never considered Levi with animals before, but now, upon witnessing this scene, he’s somehow all the more attracted to him.
“Yeah. I wouldn’t mind owning one myself some day,” Levi replies, sounding absent-minded somehow, far too focused on nuzzling the cat’s face. “It’s really fluffy.”
Okay, that’s another thing Eren never knew he was into: handsome, if somewhat serious, men with cats. Forget about porn, he’d be just fine watching Levi nuzzle cats for hours. On the other hand, he’s more than a little conflicted: while it’s too fucking adorable watching his crush interact with fluffy animals, said action is currently resulting in Levi paying absolutely no attention to him, not to mention that the damn cat had ruined their first kiss.
“Cats are nice,” he agrees quietly as he glares at the cat. Go away for just a moment, he tries to signal telepathically, I should be the one getting nuzzled.
The cat does not go away, despite all of his sulking. And yes, he’s entirely aware that it’s so stupid and childish to get upset at a cat, but that fact doesn’t ease his dismay at all.
Apparently he’s been quiet for too long already since Levi looks over at him, raising a brow when he notices his expression. “Eren?”
“Uh, yes?” he says, blinking at the sound of his own name as he tries to force that usual cheery smile on to his face.
Something shifts in Levi’s expression as he sets the cat down on to the ground. “Wait a minute,” he starts off slowly, as if he’s doubting every word. “Are you jealous?”
“No!” Eren answers, perhaps a little too quickly, hands clenching into fists as he stumbles up.
“Of a cat? Seriously?” Levi questions, sounding infuriatingly amused as he, too, stands up. “You could’ve just said something and I would’ve pet you, as well.”
This was not how it was supposed to go at all. Eren had it all planned out in his head – he’d swoop down in one smooth move and capture Levi’s lips in a gentle kiss and then pink flowers and floating hearts would materialize out of thin air and everything would be perfect. Instead of all that, he’s left bright red and stammering like an embarrassed schoolgirl.
“You’ve got it all wrong,” he tries to explain, but as Levi grabs on to his hand and moves to stand right in front of him, all excuses vanish from his head.
“So you don’t want me to pet you, hm?” Levi asks with a wicked smile.
“I do,” Eren blurts out and immediately wishes the ground would just open up and swallow him whole, “um, I mean, you don’t have to, it’s…”
He’s interrupted by Levi’s hand rising up and lightly carding through his hair, and Eren swears that if he could purr he’d be doing so right now. “It’s what?”
“I wanted to kiss you, but then the cat came along,” he confesses. Hey, it’s not like he has anything to lose by this point.
Levi doesn’t appear surprised. “Good, I was worried you wouldn’t want that,” he sighs, breath ghosting over Eren’s jaw. “So it’s fine, then?”
Yes, yes, it’s better than fine, he wants to scream, but all that comes out of his mouth is an incoherent mumble. After taking a few deep breaths and grabbing on to Levi’s jacket to stop his hands from shaking, he finally manages a nod. “It’s fine,” he says in what’s barely an anxious whisper, and suddenly all those worries that have been swirling in his head return at full force. Is it fine? What if he’s not a good enough kisser for Levi?
As if he’s reading Eren’s mind, Levi strokes along his neck with soft, reassuring touches. “It’s just me, relax,” he whispers, face only a fraction away from Eren’s. Just Levi, his lifelong friend who’s seen Eren at his worst and yet still stayed with him. “It’s fine. You’re fine.”
And when their lips finally meet, he really is.