Btw I did edit the attached photo. B) notice it says Indianapolis? HAD TO CHANGE IT UP TO GO ALONG WITH THE STORY. A+ EDITING SKILLS; jk I suck.

LEFT A LITTLE SURPRISE FOR YA NEAR THE END, MMM.

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Levi's POV

"Hmpf." I huffed, sprawled out on the bed. Eren was sitting at the computer desk on the laptop, doing what, I don't know.

"What are you huffing about now?" Eren grumbled, typing away on the keyboard.

"You." I replied to Eren, looking at him to see his reaction. He turned around to look at me over his shoulder.

"What did I do?" He asked, rolling his eyes.

"You're not talking to me! I need distractions."

"Distractions from what? You have Ravioli to talk to." I knew he was joking. I looked over at the other side of the bed and saw Ravioli curled up in a ball, glaring at Eren across the room.

"She doesn't exactly reply if you haven't noticed." I muttered, turning to lay on my side, petting her head as she purred. "I just need someone to talk to so my mind won't wander off into places I don't want it to."

I heard Eren sigh and get up from his chair. I felt the bed sink in, telling me Eren had joined me and sat on the bed. "We do need to talk more about it, Levi. We may need to get the police involved."

I shook my head, "going to jail won't teach him a lesson."

"Well what do you suggest then? Beating him up and killing him?"

I laid back and looked at Eren as he stared at me. "That's what you were planning to do, wasn't it?"

He rolled his eyes. "Of course it crossed my mind. I told you I wanted to beat him up the first time you even told me about it. But I know you're not exactly a guy who likes violence too much, so I'm trying to keep myself from charging over there and cutting his dick off."

I snorted, grabbing Ravioli from her laying position and put her on my stomach. "That doesn't sounds too bad of an idea. But no, calling the police will do. I just want him off the streets." Ravioli started to walk in small circles around my stomach before she laid down in a weird position, half off my stomach and half on the bed. Weird cat.

Eren nodded, "Just tell me what to do, and I'll do it. You know I'll do anything."

"I know, and I do appreciate everything you've done for me. I'd be a wreck if it weren't for you." I replied seriously, looking at him and send him the smallest of a smile. "But I still want to move."

"Yes, I know! And we will. I'll find a job and we can find somewhere to rent."

Despite everything bad that had happened in the last few days, I was happy that everything else was coming back together. My secret was out to Eren and it felt good that he knew, Erwin would get punished for what he did, and Eren and I could finally go on with our lives and hopefully be able to forget that even happened.

"Have you called Armin?" I asked, rubbing Ravioli's thin black ears.

"I talked to him. He said Erwin actually never returned. He thinks he's staying with someone, but it shouldn't be hard to figure out where so we can let the police know." He responded, attempting to pet Ravioli but ended up only getting slapped across the hand from her again. He looked offended, which amused me.

"She hates you." I said smugly, "And that is exactly why I chose her."

"You're such a dick." He chuckled.

I rolled my eyes, sighing. "I decided what I wanted to do for a job."

"Ah, did you decide to go along with my babysitting plan for you?" He grinned cheekily.

"Fuck no." I looked at him as if he was crazy. "I kinda want to start writing."

He raised his eyebrows. "I didn't know you write."

I shrugged, keeping my eyes on Ravioli who was pawing my chest, which was currently wrapped with a binder that I actually found at the mall. I did purchase a few ACE bandages but I knew they weren't good for me. "I'm not amazing at it, but it's something I enjoyed doing back when I was with the scouts. Kept me busy on sleepless nights."

"Well, I think that sounds like a great idea. I've heard people bring in some money from writing books."

"Eh, not a lot. But it's something."

He snorted. "It's all I can really see you doing. I can't really picture you working at some fast food restaurant."

"Fuck that, I don't have time dealing with people getting angry over a pickle that's not placed on their burger right. I'd slap a bitch the first damn day." I said while scowling. Eren laughed and shook his head. "Where do you plan on working at?"

He let out a long exhale and pursed his lips while thinking. "Probably just something simple. Maybe a café, I don't know. I would like a job that forced me to use English though, I wanna learn more. Speaking of, would you be writing in English or Japanese?"

My gaze went to his, and I groaned. "I never thought of that. I don't know the first thing about writing English words."

"Nice going, genius. Just write in Japanese then. There's a college not far from here who has a ton of people coming Japan to study."

"That's true." I muttered, putting my hands under Ravioli's front legs and lifting her above my head and chuckled when she started to mew.

It was quiet after that, the two of us just playing around with Ravioli who wouldn't even look at Eren, which was a bit amusing.

"We should do something crazy." Eren randomly said after many silent minutes.

I widened my eyes at him. "Do I really wanna know what the hell your definition of crazy is?"

He rolled his eyes, "I mean we should go get a tattoo or something. You told me you wanted one not long ago. We still have some money to spend."

I knew Eren was just coming up with these questions and things to do just to keep me distracted, knowing that my
mind could easily wander off into the events that happened just last night. I wouldn't admit it, but I was happy that he was doing this for me. The last thing that I wanted was to think about what happened again and freak out, and I would do anything up to getting a god damn tattoo to prevent that.

"Let's do it."

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"It's going to hurt, isn't it?" Eren asked, bobbing his leg up and down as he sat.

"Eren." I somehow resisted to not roll my eyes, but instead rubbed at the skin between my eyebrows. "It's three little needles going into your skin repeatedly, 100 times per minute. Of course it's going to fucking hurt a bit. Or are you into pain? In that case, you may be fine."

He flushed, his mouth opening and closing multiple times before he found the words. "I-I'm not into pain!"

I looked at him and raised my eyes brows in amusement. "Really now? That's a bit surprising considering at how many times you've bitten through the flesh of your hand, but alright."

"L-Levi! I- You know why I did that! I had to turn into a Titan somehow!" He defended himself, his flushed face not disappearing.

"Really? I thought you did that just for the pleasure. I never saw any of the other Titan shifters biting themselves." I was joking, of course. I knew very well why he bit himself and the others didn't. They all had their own different method of changing, and Eren just so happened to look like he was enjoying it all.

"Levi, you're such a dick."

"Get used to it, now stop bobbing your leg. You're making me nervous."

He rolled his eyes, finally calming his leg down. "I think I'm going to get the wings of freedom on my wrist." He muttered, glancing at his right wrist.

"Good luck with explaining how the wings look." I replied, rolling me eyes. "I'm actually thinking about getting the wings on my back."

He looked at me for a moment. "You'll have to take your shirt off that." He whispered.

I shrugged. "I know. I'll be fine."

"Eren and Levi!" A tatted woman called out names from an opened door. The two of us stood and walked to where she was standing. She let us walk through the door and into a hallway, she smiled as we followed her to a small room with a chair in the center, that was made into a bed like position, which was beside everything that the tattoo artist needed. There were a few chairs off to the side of the room. "Have a seat, and tell me what you would like!"

Eren and I both took a seat over to the side, as she rolled her chair up to us with a pad of paper and pen. I look at Eren, wanting him to be the one to explain it all. I wasn't in the mood to speak English. He rolled his eyes but obliged. Not long after Eren explained to her what we wanted, she turned the pad of paper around showed us exactly what we wanted, I was surprised at how it looked exactly like the wings of freedom.

"Matching tattoos, huh? Are you two a couple?" She asked, giggling as she rolled her chair over to her desk.

I snorted, side glancing at Eren as his face flushed. "N-No, just friends?" I found it amusing that he was even hesitate about calling us friends, eyeing my for my reaction. I only rolled my eyes.

"We're friends." I replied, wanting him to feel at ease.

"Ah, I see. Where are you two from? I hear a strong accent." She said, pulling out a thin sheet of paper with the Wings on them.

"Japan." Eren replied. It wasn't true, but it worked.

Eren carried on short talk with Blaze, which is what the tattoo artist called herself; I had a strong feeling that it wasn't her actual name, but whatever. Eren decided he'd get it done first, and after the stencil dried, Eren laid on the tattoo chair looking extremely nervous.

"Levi, could I ask for a dumb favor?" Eren muttered, eyeing Blaze as she rolled her chair over with the tattoo machine grip in her hand.

I rolled my eyes, already knowing what he was going to ask. "What do want now?"

"Would you be cool if I held your hand? I may just scream." Eren replied, shifting away from the machine as Blaze got closer while chuckling.

I sucked at my teeth loudly before pulling my seat up to the chair he sat it, offering my hand out to him. He instantly gripped onto it, giving it a tight squeeze. "Don't you dare scream." I muttered, "Or else I will make her to mess the tattoo up."

"No promises."

Blaze had a hold of his free hand, getting started on the line work of the tattoo. Eren visibly tensed and hissed at the sudden pain.

"No crying, either. Man up, Eren." I joked, smirking at him as he shut his eyes tightly.

"Hurts like a bitch, though!"

"What a wuss."

Every now and then, Eren would give my hand a tight squeeze along with a sharp hiss from his mouth. I felt a bit bad for finding his pain amusing, so I tried to be nice and rub the back of his hand with my thumb and felt a little better when his grip loosened.

Being that his tattoo wasn't all that big, it only took an hour to finish. Blaze helped him dress the tattoo up and told him what to do to take care of it and all that shit. While she drew out the stencil for my tattoo, she told me to take my shirt off and I was, to say the least, nervous.

I bit at my lip, looking around for a bathroom. I could feel my heart beat quicken up, not thinking this all through. I didn't realize I would become so nervous. I felt a hand on my forearm, forcing me to stop my anxious thoughts, and turn to Eren. He was looking at me with a concerned look, and with a gentle smile.

"There's a bathroom right there that you could use." He whispered, pointing to a door right outside the little area we were in. "You can just cover yourself with your shirt."

I sent him a small smile. "Thanks." I replied before striding over to the bathroom. I locked the door behind me and glanced at myself through the mirror. These last few weeks, I've avoided mirrors at all costs unless it was just seeing if my outfit looked okay and if it matched; even though my outfit was usually always black.

I glanced at my face in the mirror, frowning at my view. My face was flushed from the nerves, and I was visibly shaking. Sighing, I turned the water faucet on and splashed some cool water on my hot face. Gripping the sides of the sink, I glared at my reflection.

"Get a hold of yourself, Levi." I whispered to myself, exhaling deeply. I closed my eyes for a brief moment before reaching for the bottom hem of my shirt. I pulled it over my head, laying it on the side table beside the sink. Slowly taking the binder off, I kept my eyes away from the mirror.

"Levi?" Eren gently knocked on the bathroom door, sounding worried. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just a sec." I muttered, grabbing my shirt.

"Blaze is ready whenever you are." He replied. "Do you want me to hold anything for you?"

I covered myself up with my shirt, making sure it wasn't going to fall if I made a sudden movement. I cracked the door opened, averting my eyes from Eren's. "Yeah, um, could you hold this for me?"

Holding out the binder towards him, he kindly accepted and took it from my hands. "Of course I can. And hey, if you want to leave for any reason, just tell me."

I glanced up at his eyes, and they were staring right back down at me with a concerned look swirling within his pupils. "Thank you, Eren. But I'll be fine. I just need to chill."

He chuckled, "Then chill. Or I'll be out on the hunt for some actual chill pills."

Rolling my eyes, I followed him back to the room Blaze was in. She had all the tattoo supplies cleaned and ready to start again. She glanced at me, and a look realization struck her facial expression. She sent me an understanding look, and didn't say anything else, which was exactly what I needed.

I laid down on the chair, which she made into a bed type of thing, so I could be more comfortable and so she could had better access to my back. I heard the tattoo machine start up, and I looked over at Eren who was staring at me with worried eyes. "Eren. Relax, you'll grow wrinkles." I said, chuckling.

He narrowed his eyes at me. "Says you! You're the one with natural forever furrowed eyebrows."

I rolled my eyes, and went to make another snarky comeback but the needles punctured my skin. I clenched my teeth together, trying not to focus on the new kind of pain. It wasn't enough to make me howl in pain or start crying or anything, I've been through worse pain. But as soon as I made even a small facial expression of pain, Eren was quick to pull his chair and grasp my hand.

"Eren, unlike you, I'm not going to cry. I don't need to hold your hand." I said, raising an eyebrow.

"It's more of helping me instead of you." He muttered, smiling sheepishly. He was worried, is what he meant. I decided not to say any more, but focus on how he was playing around with my fingers with his to keep me distracted, which helped.

Sure, he's a brat, but he helped a lot.

My tattoo was a bit bigger than Eren's, and took over half the time his did; over 3 hours. But once it was finished, Blaze dressed mine up before I went back to the bathroom to change back into my shirt, she told us more about how to take care of them, we paid, and we were nearly back at the house in flash.

"Gah, I'm going straight to sleep when we get inside." I stated while yawning, as Eren unlocked the front door.

"Same. Getting a tattoo somehow sucked up all the energy outta me."

We entered the house, and we saw Ravioli sitting in the middle of the living room, looking straight at us as we walked in.

"Oh look, it's Satan!" Eren scowled at the cat.

I sent him an offended look, and went to pick up Ravioli, cradling her in my arms. "Eren, don't be so rude. Look, you hurt her feelings." I said, holding her out towards Eren.

He raised an eyebrow at the cat. "She looks like she's planning my death, not being offended."

"Apologize!"

"For what?! I am not apologizing to a damn cat!" Eren said, waving a hand at her.

I walked closer to him with the cat in my hands, pushing her towards him. "Do it, or I will make her bite you." I threaten him, trying to hide my grin.

He glared at me before glancing at Ravioli. He sighed, bending down to be eye leveled with her. "I apologize." He said before looking back at me.

I shook my head. "Not enough."

He cursed under his breath, before looking back at her. "I apologize for insulting you. You're a pretty kitty, not a murderer... I hope." He whispered the last part, but I caught it. Ravioli mewed in response.

I smirked. "Better. Now pet her."

"Levi, she'll kill me!"

"Eren. You are nearly six foot tall, are you really that scared of a foot tall cat?" I joked, raising an eyebrow.

"I hate you." He muttered before reaching out his hand to pet Ravioli. She let him touch her for nearly a whole three seconds before hissing and slapping his hand away with her claws. "Ah, Shit! Levi, I told you!"

I laughed loudly before bringing her closer towards me and rubbed her back, as she started to purr. "Good girl."

"That's a damn demon cat right there." Eren growled, gripping his injured hand. "Shit, I'm bleeding."

I sighed and let Ravioli jump from my arms. "Come, I'll clean you up." I started towards the kitchen with a beckoning finger to him. He followed me into the room, jumping onto the counter as I grabbed some alcohol and a band aid. "Like I said, you're a wuss."

"You knew she would do that." He replied, sulking.

I smirked. "Possibly." I grabbed a cotton ball, and grabbed his injured hand, seeing a deep scratch right behind where his thumb started. I cleaned up the small amount of blood and threw the cotton ball to the trash bin. "Hey, I wanted to thank you."

"For what?" He asked. I grabbed a clean cotton ball before spilling alcohol onto it.

I shrugged, "Everything, I guess. You've been nothing but supportive ever since I told you about my changes." I grasped his thumb again. "This may hurt."

He tensed up when I pressed the alcohol filled cotton ball to his injury, but relaxed shortly after. "Did you expect me to react negatively towards you when you shared something so private about you?"

"No, it's not that. I just mean, you didn't have to be so supportive. You could have easily accepted the fact that I'm gross, and moved on with your day. You didn't have to be so, I don't know, caring about it, I guess?"

Eren grabbed my wrist, making me look up at him with a confused look. He had a stern look on his face. "You're not gross, Levi. I don't view you any differently. Just because you somehow woke up with different body parts, doesn't make you any different of a person that you used to be. You can't help the way you are right now. What kind of a horrible person would I be to not support and help you through this?"

My lips parted, feeling my face flush. I blinked a few times before I quickly looked away from his face, focusing on getting this damn band aid open. I didn't know how to respond to such a thing. Never, ever, has anyone said such kinds things to me. Not even Hanji, though she was just as supportive as Eren.

I rubbed the band aid to his sore, and gathered up the trash, throwing it away quickly. "Levi." I heard Eren whisper. I glanced over at him as he still sat on the counter. "Come here for a second."

My feet moved before I could give them permission to do so, and I soon found myself right in front of Eren and in betwen his legs as he sat on the counter, looking up at him with widening eyes. I knew my face was still hot and red. Eren's hands gently reached out and rested them both on my shoulders before slowly pulling me closer to him. He bent down until he was but a few inches from my face. I could feel his cool breath hit my hot face, making me shiver. "E-Eren..." I whispered, losing words to say.

He shook his head slowly, before moving a hand to the back of my neck and pulled me closer to him until I felt his soft lips touch mine. He breathed in as they touched, leading us in the most gentlest kiss. He touched mine as if they would break if he added any more pressure. I held onto his shirt, pulling myself closer to him, following his lead in the kiss.

He deepened the kiss by gliding his tongue over my bottom lip, asking permission. I accepted and parted my lips. His tongue glided over mine, he tasted of mint which I assumed was the tooth paste he used this morning. My hands wandered to his hair, tugging it gently to move closer to my face if possible.

After a short moment, we pulled back. We rested out foreheads against each other's, catching our breathes as we panted. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, pulling him in for a hug. He jumped down from the counter, continuing the tight embrace. His arms were wrapped securely around my waist.

"Levi? Can I ask a question?" I pulled back from the hug enough to look at him. "Don't be afraid to say no."

"What is it?"

A nervous look crossed his features before he sent me a shy smile.

"Will you go on a date with me?"

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Tell me what you think. ;)

Next chapter WILL have more Armin in it, and Hanji will make an appearance. I need to speed it uP AND GET LEVI AND EREN MOVED OUT. BUT I WANT OTHER THINGS TO HAPPEN, AH THE STRESS.

Thank you for reading!
Anna