Chapter 3 - The Older Brother Type

Only when Levi had carried her all the way to his house, Eren realized her mistake. She tried to get out of Levi's arms. "What's wrong?" Levi asked once he set her down. Eren racked her brain for a reply, slightly blushing after realizing he had held Eren and carried her to his house. "I'm f-f-fine!" Eren squeaked as she tried to turn around. Levi stopped her by pulling her into a hug. "Eren, don't worry. I won't tell anybody about them," he growled then continued, "Unless you ask me to." Eren tried to shake Levi's arms off her, panicking. 'He mustn't see! He mustn't see!' She chanted in her head.

After a moment of thought, Levi released his grip on Eren. He sighed. "Sorry. I forgot that you barely know me." He apologized. Eren saw the blush on Levi's cheeks and instantly felt guilty.

"It's not that I barely know you, 'cause I kind of feel safe around you, it's just..." Eren's voice trailed off. "I can't really tell you."

Levi laughed at Eren's embarrassed face. "So... Can you please take off your jumper now?" He requested hopefully, trying to lighten the mood.

"NO!" Eren half-shouted. She immediately regretted that. Seeing Levi's curious face, she tried to explain. "It's...complicated. I never take off my jumper, except when I'm home, so don't get upset. I wish... I wish I could tell you." Eren's voice was just a whisper. She stared at the ground before turning to leave and this time, Levi didn't stop her.


Once Eren was out the door, Levi settled into a chair. 'Eren, why do you always confuse me?' A few seconds later, he heard a knock on the door. Levi looked up surprised. He opened the door and saw a timid Eren, once again staring at the ground. "I don't know how to get to my house from here." Mumbled Eren. Laughing, Levi gestured for her to come inside.

She looked around the room she entered, a tiny bit curious. She was surprised to see a picture of a girl younger than Levi in many photos. "Do you have a little sister?" she asked, hopeful. Eren had always wanted a sister, a real one. She loved her adopted sister, Mikasa, but she had always wanted a real, blood sister.

"Yes. That's Isabel. We look nothing alike, although people tell us we have the same movements." Levi explained, staring fondly at the picture.

"For some reason, it doesn't surprise me you have a sister. I guess that you kind of seem like somebody with younger siblings, you know?" Eren said, mostly to herself. Looking at more photos, she saw a blonde male appearing in quite a lot too. "Is... Is that your father or uncle or something?" Eren asked in disbelief.

Levi chuckled at this. Something about that laugh seemed off, but Eren ignored it. "Actually, he's my older brother, Farlan."

"You look nothing alike!" Eren exclaimed. She soon found she was enjoying herself as Levi showed her more pictures of his unusual family. For some reason, he never mentioned his parents.

"Hey Levi," Eren said after a while. "You never said anything about your parents. Don't they like to be in photos?" She saw Levi stiffen and immediately regretted her question. 'Stupid! If he didn't mention them, then you shouldn't have asked! He probably hates me now...' Eren was aroused from her troubling thoughts as she heard a sob. She whirled around to look at Levi, tears streaming down his face. "Um... It's okay. You don't have to answer if you don't want to. I'm sorry." She awkwardly patted his back and led him to the couch. They sat there in silence for a few minutes, Levi's sobs quietening quickly.

"My parents... They died a few years ago..." Levi started. Eren took his face in her hands and bored her emerald eyes into his. "You don't have to tell me." She said, before releasing her grip and leaning against him. They sat there comfortably before Eren drifted off, flopping into Levi's lap.

Levi sat there, content, occasionally stroking the sleeping girl's hair.

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