EREN'S POV

It happened way too quickly that I wasn't able to react in time. Levi roughly pins my wrists to the floor with steel grey eyes piercing right through me. His breathing was ragged like he just ran through an entire desert and even though he's very short and a little small, he probably had the strength of a pro wrestler which scares me.

"You promised," he starts and leans in closer so that his warm breath flutters against my cheeks, "that you wouldn't call me short if I agreed to come out of my room."

"I didn't know you would actually take it that seriously," I laugh nervously. "And I can't remember if I promised or not."

"Well I can't remember either but I will assume you did anyway."

"Uhm," I say awkwardly, "can you please get off me? You're hurting my wrists."

"You should've thought of that before you called me short."

"I'm sorry, alright? You don't have to make such a big deal out of it. Besides aren't you labeled as short and small all the time?"

"Yes, that's very true but," he pauses, "I'm pretty sure you did promise and I don't like having my promises broken, Jaeger," he says and wrinkles his nose a little.

"Okay alright I'm sorry. Could you please get off me now?"

"Fine but call me short one more time and I will rip off your eyes and make them watch as I throw your body into a chasm."

"That sounds pretty cruel"

"Indeed."

LEVI'S POV

What the hell am I doing? The longer I stay with that idiot brat the more out of control I get. What is happening to me? Why must I act different around him? And why the fuck does my stupid ass heart beat louder and harder when we're near each other? Could this mean that...

I like Eren?

No! It can't possible mean that at all! I've been straight my whole life so why at this time am I developing this stupid thing called feelings? I really need to get a hold of myself before I end up fucking things up for sure. I also really want to hate him but how could I? Seriously look at him; he's an attractive eighteen year old German boy with the most beautiful green eyes I've ever seen and it's like the World stops spinning for a moment when he fucking smiles.

I slap myself, not mentally but legit.

"Levi, are you okay?" Eren asks when we get back from Hanji's place.

"Yes of course what makes you say that?" I ask nervously and rub at my cheek.

"Just five seconds ago you slapped yourself..." he trails off and gives me a weird look.

"My face so happened to have an itch," I lie, "so I slapped myself.

"You're so weird," he says and grins. "Anyways do you want to start number six on the list tonight or not?"

I steal a glance up at the clock which reads 8:24 so we still have a lot of time.

"Sure. Get ready to have your ass pounded."

Before we start this pillow war, I have to pay up twenty cents. We both deck the living room with all the pillows I possibly have and we arm our self with body-sized pillows that would probably knock an innocent kitten cold. We both stand at the apposite side from each other and we haven't started yet but I can taste the competition in the air.

"There's just one simple rule which is the following: first one to fall three times loses and if you break anything I will not hesitate to punch you at least one billion times. Got it?"

"Yep."

"Okay. Let's start then at the count of three," I announce. "One..."

"two..."

"THREE!"

We both run at each other fast and I skillfully dodge an attack to the head by ducking and smacking his legs which causes him to trip.

"I'm winning already," I smirk.

"Not yet," he replies and hits me over the head. My head jerks to the side and I'm pretty sure I pulled a muscle in my shoulder. I grit my teeth and narrow my eyes at him.

"You're so done, kid."

---

I'm in shock right now and I'm very angry too.

Eren somehow ended up winning the damn pillow fight. I managed to knock him down twice and so did he but with one more hit left he won and won't stop rubbing it in my face.

"It was only a pillow fight it's not like you won the frickin' Olympics," I say sourly and cross my arms stubbornly.

"You're just jealous of my glorious victory," he says triumphantly and hugs a pillow close to his chest.

"Glorious victory? So that's what we're calling it now? At least I manage to give you a bleeding nose and that's plenty victory for me."

"At least?"

"Yes. You're lucky you escaped with all your limbs attached," I say mischievously.

"You're really scary, Levi."

"I know that already. I get that a lot actually."

"So anyways," he says tiredly and flops into the cough with his brown hair covering the majority of his face, "do we have time for that Harry Potter marathon?"

"Nuh uh. You, sir, need to get your butt to bed and I don't think we can finish the list before Christmas because Erwin is in Germany with Four eyes so we can't go into his office and the dirt is hard so we can't make mud pies either. We'll be able to watch Harry Potter the day after Christmas though," I explain with a yawn.

"But Christmas is in a whole week by now," he complains sadly.

"Well consider it a present from me and wait patiently, Okay? Now off to bed, you brat."

With a groan, he obeys and heads to his room whining quite loudly. He's almost an adult but he still acts like a fucking child which I kinda like.

I bang my head against the wall hard and loud.

Shit.

I'm falling for that stupid, shitty brat.

---One week later: Christmas day---

EREN'S POV:

"LEVI!" I shout and bang on his bed room door with my hands in fists. "LEVI, IT'S CHRISTMAS."

"Go away," I hear him mutter from inside his room.

"Aw come on, Levi, please don't act like that again," I mumble.

"Please go away. I want to be left alone," he replies.

"BUT IT'S CHRISTMAS! PEOPLE SHOULDN'T BE ALONE TODAY-"

"I said," he says sternly, "go away."

By the tone of voice he uses I can tell he's in a really shitty mood and actually does want to be left alone in his room but that won't stop me from celebrating his birthday. He sounds very serious and dangerous about it too but I'd be heartless if I don't do anything for his own birthday. I mean, he took me under his care even though it's pretty obvious that he detests me very much so it's the least I could do by baking him a cake at six in the morning which also took one hour for it to bake and another two hours for me to decorate it.

He also seems really upset about something and I hate seeing him like this. Heck, I even decorated the fucking living rooms with balloons and all that crazy shit and I will seriously slap a bitch if he doesn't come out of his room which would make my entire plan of celebrating his birthday useless.

He's just so stubborn.

Hes hasn't opened his door for almost three days straight and it's really worrying me because what if he's starving in there but he still refuses to come out?

I guess I'll just do it the hard yet badass way then.

LEVI'S POV:

What an annoying little piece of shit Eren is. It makes me a bit happy that he seems to be worried about me even though he shouldn't be. It's like this every single year anyway and I'm still perfectly okay in my opinion. I'm not saying that I hate Christmas and that I don't want to celebrate it but

I prefer to be alone at this time of year and that's fine with me.

I haven't eaten anything for almost three days but I feel no hunger or pain and I've done nothing but sit in the darkest corner of my room staring at the blank walls or just reading and I've been doing the same routine for Christmas since I was thirteen. I'll admit it's boring and sometimes I have no idea why I do this but I guess it's because I refuse to be comforted at the darkest of times and I hate it when people pity me and that's why I tell no one why I act like this each year.

Hanji and Erwin don't even know and they're both my closest friends so they always try to get me out of my room each year but they never win. Staying in the dark and listening to the snow patter against the window pane helps me stay calm in this kind of time. The sound gets louder and louder which I find a bit odd but I won't let it bother me and it shouldn't bother me too much anyways. Just when I'm about to close my eyes and maybe get some more sleep, an explosion of noise erupts and I jump swiftly on my feet to see what the fuck is going on.

The window pane has slide open but rather than that nothing is out of place or wrong. I'm about to close the window because it's cold as fuck but someone who I recognize very well hops in. His brown hair is very damp and sprinkled with snow flakes and his shining, green eyes show excitement.

Eren with a box of cake in his hand has entered my room.

Not just my room though.

My domain.

My lair.

My territory.

How dare he enter?

"Thank God you're alright," he says through chattering teeth with water puddling on his red cheeks.

"What are you doing in here?" I ask and try to remain calm.

"It's your birthday so I made you some cake," he answers sheepishly.

"I told you three times to leave me alone and how the hell do you know that it's my damn birthday?"

"Hanji told me," he replies and he sets the cake box on my computer desk.

"I don't really trust you two anymore," I mutter and clench my hands into fists.

"Come on, Levi, lighten up a bit. I mean, it is the day you were born after all. You share the same birthday as Jesus Christ-"

"Look," I say and rub my temple with my fingertips, "I like Christmas but I hate my birthday so could you please be a polite little brat anD GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY ROOM."

"I really don't see why you're so upset. I just want to make you happy on your birthday for once-"

My hand juts forward in a swift motion and brutally smacks Eren across the face.

It's silent for a while and all I can hear is the tired breathing of me and Eren like time has stopped in the entire earth and the sun has ceased to spin. He holds his hand over his cheek and grits his teeth and trembles a little.

"Get out. I want to be alone," I whisper calmly and I do feel very guilty in a way but it was the only way for him to shut up.

"I..." he trails off, "I j-just wanted to help."

Without another sound or word he exits the room through the window with his form broken and sad. Do I regret my actions deeply? Did I want to hurt him?

"EREN," I yell at my peek my head throug the window, "DON'T YOU DARE RUN OFF AGAIN OR YOU'LL END UP BEING SICK AGAIN."

But he's long gone before I can end my sentence.

EREN'S POV:

I hate my fucking life right now at the moment. All I do is bake cake early in the morning which took me forever then I sneak into his damn room and the first thing I get is a slap to the face I feel so betrayed and sad.

I thought I had to stay at Levi's place because I needed someone to take care of me and watch over me but I end up getting hurt like before.

No.

Not like before but on a while different level. Being hit by someone I trust may or may not be one of the worst things I've ever experienced in my whole life. I really thought I finally escaped from that world of pain when I was still at home with Grisha but I don't know; maybe I was wrong.

And it makes it even fucking worse when I realized that I actually liked him a little. Not like as in 'yeah he's pretty cool I like him' but in a 'he's an amazing person and I really like him' way.

I knew I was gay.

No wonder I couldn't date Mikasa in the first place.

My train of thought crashes when I finally see where I'm walking to. Some part of my brain still remembers my house which is long gone now but I can still remember it.

I arrive at the messy lawn of the grave of my house when I stop walking and like the manly person I am, I start crying. I'm just so overwhelmed with grief. This was the place I grew up and this is also the place where I was abused, beaten and starved. They aren't good memories but they're all I can remember of this place which makes me hate this dead house.

I don't want to go back to that life and I'm grateful Hanji introduced me to that son of a bitch Levi. He may be a dick and he may be the most annoying person I've ever met but

I really like him.

---

By the time I come home all the lights are off and the snow has stopped and it doesn't really feel like Christmas at all. I feel like shit for staying out in the snow for so long even though I didn't do anything exciting. With an exasperated sigh, I walk into the bathroom to clean myself up before going to bed early since there's nothing to really do today and Levi probably still refuses to get out of his room. After I finish walk past the living room but a sight catches my eye. The Christmas tree which had close to no presents under it now has a truck load of gifts with beautiful wrapping paper. Due to curiosity, I make my way towards it. I had no idea Levi would get this many gifts for his birthday.

Something surprises me very much though.

His names aren't assigned on them at all. They all read my name and for a second I question myself if I really am Eren Jaeger.

"What the fuck-"

"Hello," a familiar voice says.

I turn frantically around to see Levi's tired looking face staring down at me.

"I see you found your presents," he says with a small yawn and briefly closes his eyes for a moment like he might be thinking of something important.

"Yeah," I whisper awkwardly.

"Listen, Eren, about earlier-"

"It's fine," I say quickly. "It was my fault. I deserved it. Forget about it, okay?"

"But I hurt you," he says through gritted teeth.

"And that's okay. We always get hurt because it isn't our choice if we want to or not. That's how society works."

"But I hurt you," he repeats a bit more sternly this time, "and I'm sorry, Eren, so sorry."

"It's alright. It didn't even hurt," I lie.

"No it's not," he complains. "I don't think I can forgive myself ever again."

And the most weirdest thing happens.

His lips make contact with mine.

My first impulse is to push him away but he pulls me closer to him and wraps his arms around me protectively. I kind of expected that he would be a bit rough since he's basically 95% grumpy yet badass but it isn't like that at all; it's soft and sweet like lemonade and mints and all those yummy things that girls always love. He then roughly pushes me against the wall and pulls at my hair but he never parts his mouth. Levi's kiss is like a storm; he may be sour and a jerk all the time because of all the positive and negative energy moving around but it was beautiful in such an odd way and I like it very much. He pulls back a little with his lips hovering above mine with his warm breath radiating off my cold, raw skin. He's like fire and ice all at once and I find it wonderful.

"Sorry," he murmurs.

"It's okay," I reply awkwardly and I can feel myself heat up and I feel so flustered about it.

"Are you going to open your presents?" he asks curiously and looks down.

"Are you trying to make me feel bad? All I did was bake a cake and I didn't even give you a gift. It's Christmas and your birthday so what do you want?"

"You."

Oh.

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AN:THAT SUCKED SO BAD IM SO FKCING SORRY I CANT STAND THIS uGH. I FEEL LIKE THIS CHAPER JUST SUCKED MAJOR BUTT IM SO SORRY BUT I TRIeD.

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