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how much should my longings fall like snow by Sienne

attack on titan | ereri | 2,7k chap 3/4 | fluff, winter vibes, canon compliant, set in s3

written for Ererimas event by Ereri Nation day 3, prompts used: [mulled wine] and [slow dancing]

summary:

It is dinnertime, and Eren is being summoned to Captain Levi's office. Eren has no idea what for, but it is definitely not a date. (It totally is.)

full chapter under the cut, but it's long this time so you might wanna read on ao3...

“Hey Eren, the Captain is calling for you in his office.”

Eren turned around in his seat, soup dripping from his spoon back into the bowl. He looked at Jean and blinked, slightly surprised. “Am I expected right this second?”

It was the middle of dinnertime, and either everyone was already in the mess hall or on their way there. It was unexpected of Levi to ask for Eren now of all times… Although the Captain himself was not present at dinner, Eren noticed while looking around for him.

Jean only shrugged, already walking away to get his own portion. “No idea. But it’s on you, not me, if he gets angry.”

“The midget had better let you eat in peace,” Mikasa threatened with a glower, gripping her spoon tightly.

“I’m sure he didn’t mean right now, and if he did, then he’s got valid reasons,” Armin appeased her, watching her trembling spoon with an uneasy smile.

Eren blinked, taking in Armin’s words, then turned back around to his own bowl. “You’re right. It can’t be that important, or else he would have mentioned something to Jean. I will go see him after I’m done.”

Mikasa’s grip loosened and her frown smoothed out. She nodded happily, but her joy was quickly replaced by exasperation and dismay when she noticed Eren shoveling the soup twice as fast as before.

“Careful, or you’re going to choke.”

“Eww, Eren, stop being such a pig.” Armin edged away from him and closer to Mikasa as he noticed the threat of being splashed by soup coming from his other friend now.

“Thanks for the food!” Eren wiped his mouth and chin clean with a cloth and quickly got up, taking his empty dishes to the kitchen. “I will see you guys later!” he called over his shoulder, not even waiting to hear their reply.

On his way to the Captain’s office he stopped over by the bathroom to check if he didn’t have any food on his face or stains on his clothes. He patted his messy hair down slightly and straightened his uniform the best he could. After loitering in front of the mirror for a moment longer he decided that this was the best he could hope for if he didn’t want to waste more time.

He didn’t know what Levi might want from him at this time of the day. It couldn’t be any kind of emergency, or everyone else from the squad would have been summoned, too, and probably to the Commander’s office, not the Captain’s. Eren had thought that maybe he would go to the communal hall after dinner, see if Levi would come there again too, and they could spend another pleasant evening in each other’s company. Even if Eren spent most of it unconscious yesterday. Just the fact that Captain Levi let him sleep propped against him and woke him up painlessly (well, mostly. Levi shouldn’t complain about Eren’s pointy elbows when his own were just as pointy and uncomfortable when stabbed into unsuspecting subordinate’s sides) was enough to fill Eren with so much joy that he felt light enough he could walk on air.

Having arrived at the right door, he knocked and waited to be let in, body vibrating partly with excitement, and partly with slight nervousness. Maybe it wasn’t a social call after all and the captain would be angry for having kept him waiting? After all, why would Levi want to ask for Eren if he wanted company when he had much closer friends, like the Commander and Squad Leader Hanji?

Then again, why couldn’t he call for Eren? They may not be the best of friends, but they had grown close and Levi had initiated many of their informal interactions previously. There was absolutely no reason for Eren to get anxious now.

His musings were cut short by the door being opened with a forceful swoosh, a very welcome face scowling up at him invitingly.

“Are you deaf? Why are you standing like an idiot instead of going in?” Levi asked, visibly irritated. He opened the door wider and gestured for Eren to come inside.

“Oh, sorry…” he smiled sheepishly, accepting the invitation. He must have spaced out too much and hadn’t heard Levi calling him, making him get up from his… work…?

As he walked in, he noticed that beside the usual mountain of paperwork there was a bottle of what looked like red wine and two glasses set on the desk. He didn’t get much time to wonder what it could be for and if the Captain had been drinking on the job… Then again it was late in the evening, and everyone deserved some time off.

“Get on the couch, I am in desperate need of a break.”

Eren sat gingerly as instructed while Levi went to grab the two glasses and the bottle before coming over and sitting next to Eren. Unfortunately, he sat further away than he had last time. Eren mourned yesterday’s intimacy, but maybe it was for the best, if alcohol was involved.

“In other words, work is being shitty and you are my entertainment for the night.”

Eren flushed a deep red. He was sure Levi did not mean it the way it had sounded, but he couldn’t help his own imagination providing him with visions of what being such an entertainment might entail. The images were enough to make his blush worse, although truthfully they weren’t that vivid. The only thing he had for inspiration were the pictures Connie had shown him, Jean and Armin once, and though they depicted a man and a woman, some of the stuff should work the same between two men, right? Eren would be willing to try it out, if the Captain wanted…

Then again, considering even just sitting close enough to touch had been enough to make him feel excited and flustered like a shy maiden, maybe he was getting ahead of himself. Though, never let it be said that Eren was a quitter or a coward.

“Here, drink this and tell me how you like it.”

There was a glass filled with red liquid in front of his eyes. He grabbed it gingerly by the stem, his fingers brushing Levi’s during the exchange.

What was he thinking? It wasn’t even a question of will Eren or won’t he, because there had been no question form the start! He gulped down a big swallow in a hurry to focus on something other than his forward and audacious intentions.

“Hey, careful, this shit is not so cheap to be drinking it like the piss-beer you’re used to,” Levi complained, sitting comfortably against the back of the couch, his body facing Eren. He twirled his own glass leisurely, clearly more interested in watching Eren than drinking.

Eren blinked, surprised. He had expected a foul taste not unlike what he had been offered by Pixis months ago, but this was… different. Some kind of new, deep taste that was slightly sweet, kind of fruity, but also with some spices giving off a nice smell. He licked his lips, trying to get more of it.

Levi huffed out a laugh, amused. “That good, eh?”

“What is this?” Eren took a smaller sip, trying to savor it properly and maybe figure out what it was he was tasting. It was very good, and warmed him from the inside. It tingled going down his throat.

“Mulled wine,” said Levi, then clarified when Eren made a confused face. “It’s warmed up red wine with orange slices and some spices added, like cloves.”

Eren hummed, appreciating both the explanation and the opportunity to try something new. He didn’t think he would ever buy something like this himself. Hell, he didn’t even know it existed until now! He took a few more sips eagerly, trying his best to ignore the insistent stare boring into his face.

“I said careful, didn't I? Slow down, it may not be hard liquor but it’s still alcohol, and definitely more potent than beer. Don’t want you jumping off walls and turning into a Titan just because you couldn’t control yourself.”

“Yes, sir,” Eren said obediently, lowering the glass to his lap and trying to relax against the back of the couch like his Captain. He didn’t dare turn around to face him, though, not yet. Not while his own face felt like a blazing inferno.

Slowly, he managed chase away his nervousness, possibly owing the mulled wine a not that small part for the success. He let his head fall back against the couch, sneaking a look at Levi from the corner of his eye. He was comfortable and warm, limbs slightly heavy, as if someone wrapped his body in a cozy blanket.

There was no blanket in reality, but there was warm wine and excellent company. Though earlier Levi had designated Eren to entertain him now they stayed quiet, enjoying the alcohol and each other’s familiar, comforting presence. Neither had felt the need to disrupt the relaxing atmosphere.

And yet, there was an itch growing under Eren’s skin, driving him to act, to bother his companion. His head felt somewhat hazy but his vision was sharp as he turned to face Levi fully, taking in the Captain’s laid-back pose, for once no grimace furrowing his brows.

“Captain?”

“Hmm?”

“What do you wish for this year?”

Levi raised an eyebrow. “Nothing. Why would I wish for anything?”

“The holidays are coming…” Eren explained apprehensively. Suddenly it felt like he needed to tread carefully, or everything would get ruined.

“So what?”

“Nothing, I guess.” Eren bit his lips, looking away.

It seemed like he hit a wall and it needed careful disassembling. But Eren wasn’t very good at that, though he tried his best when it mattered. He could let it be, but… That was something Eren was even worse at, especially when it concerned people he cared about. And he cared about Levi, a lot. So he could only push forward and hope for the best.

“If there’s nothing you want… will you give me one of your wishes?”

“I don’t think that’s how it works,” Levi answered dryly, but there was a sliver of humor in his tone.

Eren huffed, too stubborn to give up but not appreciating his Captain being just as stubborn right back at him.

“Make one of my wishes come true, then,” he said, looking at grey eyes with determination.

“Demanding, are we?” Levi drawled lazily, not seeming bothered in the least. “I give you wine the likes of which your friends will likely not get to try anytime soon with a cadet’s meager allowance, and yet here you are, asking for more. How presumptuous.” But he did not seem angry or offended, merely amused as he snorted a laugh and took another sip of his wine.

Eren just held his head up higher, gripping his glass tightly and not backing down. He did not know why exactly this felt so important, or how he even had the guts to go against his superior in such an overly familiar way. Maybe he could blame everything on the mulled wine if things went badly. Though that would make it incidentally the Captain’s fault too, for providing the wine in question...

Closing his eyes with a sigh, Levi surrendered. “Alright, what is it?”

Eren perked up. “So you will do it? Sir.”

“Tell me what it is first, you little shit,” Levi said, exasperated at Eren’s audacity. “How do I know it won’t get me in trouble? I’m not letting you throw horse shit in Jean’s bed,” he added hurriedly.

Eren was struck dumb for a moment. What went through Levi’s head to even come up with that? As if he would throw away a wish from Levi on Horseface!

“I promise it’s nothing like that! It’s… just between us,” Eren finished in a whisper, fiddling with the glass and biting at his lip again. “Please?” He bowed his head down, but tried peeking up through his lashes to check Levi’s reaction.

His face was outwardly as impenetrable as always, even though it was softer and lacked the usual harsh lines that made him look so intimidating to everyone. His cheeks has a healthy red glow to it, and though it must have been partly light reflected from the burning wood in the fireplace, for the first time Eren considered that maybe he wasn’t the only one affected by the alcohol. Come to think of it, he had never seen Levi drinking much even when he joined his fellow soldiers partying other than a single bottle of beer or, for important occasions, a glass of wine. And now they had drank almost the whole bottle just between the two of them…

“Alright,” Levi answered after a long pause, just when Eren was about to laugh his request away as tipsy ramblings.

“Then…” Eren licked at his suddenly dry lips, wondering if he really was about to… “Will you dance with me?”

He flushed a deep red when Levi raised his brow at him again, looking mildly incredulous. Eren coughed, thinking of an excuse for why that is a good idea and not an inappropriate request for a subordinate to make of his superior, even if they were somewhat friends, but all words died in his throat when Levi stood up and put his glass on his desk.

“Well?” He asked, leaning back against it. “Are we doing it or not? You better put the glass away, if it stains the couch…” he trailed off with a warning.

“Yes, sir!” Eren scrambled up, somehow managing not to spill the wine as he made his way to the desk. As he put his glass next to Levi’s, his hand rested close to Levi’s on the desk.

Levi seemed content to let him do as he wished, waiting for Eren to gather his bearings as he still seemed to be in shock. Eren opened his mouth a few times but didn’t know what to say, so he just turned to face Levi and reached a hand out, trying to make the motion as smooth as he had seen pictured in the books his mom used to read.

Levi took his hand and stepped closer, the toes of their boots touching. There was a current of something like electricity running between them. Eren jumped a little, almost stepping back but a hand at his shoulder stopped him.

“Let’s dance, Eren.”

And so they danced, in the narrow space in-between the furniture in an already cramped office. It was inevitable that they would bump into things. Both of them were slightly tipsy and there was no music to guide them. And Eren had never learned to dance, let alone lead.

But Levi didn’t seem to mind Eren’s clumsy moves, not even when he stepped on his toes from time to time, or when he gripped his hand too hard, or jerked them around too much. Levi’s hold on Eren’s hand was sure and steady, the other hand on his shoulder just as solid and warm. His breath was hot against Eren’s neck and jaw, definitely smelling of the delicious wine they had shared. The soft strands of his hair flew around as they twirled, tickling Eren’s nose.

Each time they squeezed between the back of the couch and the bookshelves their bodies pressed together, Levi’s broad chest feeling very firm under Eren’s own. He felt very hot all of a sudden; he realized the pleasant haze from before vanished without a trace, making him feel every place they touched pointedly. Without distraction the wine had provided he felt overwhelmed, for an instant having half a mind to just run away.

But no, he could never do that. Not to Levi, and not to himself, either. Even if this dance, this proximity, felt like it was too much for Eren’s sober mind. He cursed his abnormal Titan characteristics for not letting him stay in that delightful daze longer.

Taking a deep breath he tried to forget who they were, where they were, or what their duties were. It was unimportant. In this moment they were simply two souls existing at the same time and in the same place, deciding to become entwined together in a way that belonged only to them, separate from what the world demanded of them as Humanity’s Strongest and Humanity’s Hope.

Slowly, Levi’s familiar scent and familiar warmth and the as of yet unfamiliar feel of his strong body stopped being so all-consuming. While still intense, they welcomed Eren in, coaxing him to surrender.

Held by Levi, he just let himself be.

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chunyuan · 6 years

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Xmas gift #30

This is my fanfic for @gootbuttpaladin this Christmas, I hope you like it even though it’s my first time writing something like this and it has a lot of mistakes. Anyways, Merry Xmas to you and every Ereri fan out there!

Note: No smut, sorry T_T

"Love consists of this: two solitudes that meet, protect and greet each other."

— Rainer Maria Rilke

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Levi glares at the dead clock on the wall.

It is seven forty in the morning, but the damn clock only showed five and fifty. Since when did the clock die? He remembers changing the batteries two weeks ago. Then he remembers the clock has been running for more than ten years, and it is breaking down more often than ever.

Damn that clock. He is going to be late for work now. He must get up, find something to eat quick and maybe call a cab. Since going by bus is not really an option if he wanted to show up before nine. That is how much time you waste when you choose to live thirteen kilometers away from where you work.

However, as he gets up to the bathroom, passing the damn calendar, does he remember that today is the first day of his maternity leave. He cussed himself for being old and forgetting things easily.

Yes, Levi Ackerman is pregnant at six months. At the age of thirty two, no less. With an alpha who is nine years younger than him, no less. Said alpha is still snoring on his bed, naked and face full of bliss. Levi sighs and goes back to bed, sitting on one side and stroking his alpha’s head.

“Eren, wake up. You’re gonna be late soon.”

The alpha’s eyes flutter at the call of his name, but remain closed no matter what.

“Five more minutes, Levi. Your bed is literally calling me to go back to dreamland with it.” With a yawn, the alpha turns his back on Levi and buries himself deep under the blankets, which sure smells exactly like the “love nectar” they produced last night.

“If you don’t wake up now, I’m gonna kick you until you shit yourself, I promise. Or worse…” Levi rolls his eyes, trying to think of some more threatening threats, and smirks. “Or worse, I will send your most embarrassing photos to Jean. Like the one when you shit yourself thinking I was selling drugs.” He adds with a more playful tone.

The alpha groans. “Hey! I was six! And why do you only remember the moments I embarrassed myself?”

Eren got up to get ready to work nevertheless, but not before kissing Levi on the cheeks, a gesture he always does each morning. Levi watches his alpha grumpily stumbles into the bathroom with a chuckle, amused at how that alpha is still a bit childish.

He met Eren when he was in middle school. His mother Kuchel owns a spa, and she has many regulars, including Eren’s mother. The two ladies developed friendship over the addiction of skincare, and since both were proud of their sons, wanting the two of them to meet and be friends either. So the next weekend Mrs. Jaeger came into the spa with her four-year-old son clinging onto her hands, obviously not feeling good at being at an unfamiliar place.

However, when he laid eyes on Levi, who was eleven at the time, he literally ran up to the older boy.

“Big brother wants to play with me?”

Even though he was still a child who got uncomfortable being at a stranger’s place, the alpha subconsciously knew his status as the controller and acted upon instincts when seeing an omega. It was not in a way that demanded submission, but it was still full with pride, mixed with a bit of playfulness as well as curiosity of a child. Moreover, the small alpha’s eyes were shining as if hoping to be accepted.

Cute, Levi thought. He always wanted a younger brother anyways. And that was how their bond was formed.

Except that the cute younger alpha grew up too fast for Levi’s liking. When Eren turned fifteen, the alpha was ten centimeters taller than Levi. He felt so small all too suddenly at first, but their bond turned a bit differently after Eren got his first rut, which was after his sixteenth birthday.

They felt attracted to each other. All of a sudden Eren smelled like both honey and thyme, while to Eren, Levi smelled like sweet basil and pine mixed with a bit of ginger. And Levi was glad he was smaller than Eren, shorter than Eren, because nothing felt as good as being embraced by the younger alpha. Nothing could compare to being showered with kisses softly by Eren, while he himself caressed every inch of the younger’s body. Nothing could compare to being tangled with each other whispering I love you and crying tears of happiness. They are mates.

Levi smiles at the memories. Eren has gone to work for half an hour now, after clumsily making breakfast for both of them, stuffing a big sandwich into his mouth and literally ran to catch the bus. The alpha graduated a year ago with two diplomas in Culinary and Life Science. Levi understood the choice of Life Science, since Eren was always fascinated by the world, but Culinary was an odd major for an alpha. Especially with Eren’s shitty cooking when they first started dating. He still does not know now, but Eren’s cooking has improved a lot, and he can even make restaurant-leveled dishes, unlike Levi who can only cook regular meals.

Looking at his belly and touching it in a tender way, Levi whispers.

“Well, isn’t your father a great alpha?”

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Levi spends the first two weeks of his maternity leave preparing gifts for Christmas. Eren helps him decorate the tree and their house when he comes back from work, and does all the cooking everyday. Since Levi is pregnant, their family and friends will gather at their place this year instead. Christmas party will be a big party consisting of more than ten people, too many for Levi’s usual liking, but he does not mind when it comes to the ones he loved. Even his past roommates Isabel and Farlan, as well as best friend Hange will be there. Things seem a bit busy, but Levi and Eren prepare well and the Christmas party is full of warmth and happiness. Laughter fills the air as all of them have dinner, which all the food is made by Eren.

When it is all over and everyone went back to their hotels, Levi is pulled into a hug by his mother.

“I see that Eren takes care of you well. You are so chubby now. Must be all of Eren’s delicious cooking.” She smiles as she caresses his hair.

“Mom…” He stutters.

“He loves you.” She cuts him off, glancing at Eren who is sending his side of family off, before turning to look at Levi lovingly.

“Yeah. He’s a good alpha.” Levi blushes while answering.

As he sends his mother on her taxi, Levi remembers ten-year-old Eren asking him these questions over and over:

“Levi-san! Why do you always drink tea? Why do you eat so little? You don’t like milk? You should drink milk everyday like me! My brother Zeke is younger but he’s bigger than you! I don’t like broccoli, but Mom says it’s good for my health so I eat it, you should too!”

Then he knows. He now knows why his alpha husband chose to study Culinary back then, and his heart feels full already at the thought.

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Eren Jaeger glares at the dead clock on the wall.

It reads four fifteen. It is around that time when their Christmas party starts, so he does not really realise it is dead. It is fucking dead, again. After saying goodbye to his mother-in-law, he leads Levi inside and runs to grab his phone, still charging upstairs to check the time.

Thank God, it is only eleven twenty. He still has a lot of time to prepare.

Christmas is always a special season. Not only because it is a family union, but because it is also Levi’s birthday. His omega’s birthday. Moreover, the other is pregnant with his child. He wants to make it as memorable as possible.

He considered many options on how he should celebrate this day. Food was out the question, since he would cook too much for the whole family anyways. Levi does not wear anything too fancy, so clothings and jewelry were not that magnificent. Levi likes reading books, but Eren was sure he got every book out there already. Pregnancy makes Levi lose sleep often, reading is a way to spend the extra time, especially when he is always home now.

Levi rarely wanting anything makes Eren want to shower his omega with many things. His omega deserves the best, after all he was the one who saved Eren from the very beginning of time. Levi was the one who saved his life, his soul, his entire being.

Especially two thousand years ago.

It is ironic that they were reborn like this, but to Eren it is also a blessing. This time he is the one in control. This time he is the provider, taking care of Levi and ensuring his safety. Eren’s heart and inner alpha swell with pride because he is doing those things well, even though their house is still small, even though Eren have not advanced as far as others. However, Levi is living a happy life with him and their friends, not suffering in silence because of the lost comrades like in the other lifetime.

Most importantly, they are expecting their first child.

Smiling in content, Eren takes out his prepared gift and heads downstairs to the kitchen. He is going to make some hot cocoa first to warm his omega husband first.

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Levi is opening his presents one by one. He is not picky with what people give him, but he likes the surprise. When your life has people like Hange around, surprises are both horrible and amusing. Especially when he receives an absolutely normal gift this time. Gingerbread bath bombs, along with some Himalayan massage salt. Levi could draw himself a bath right now.

Farlan and Isabel give him sexy lingeries. To spice it up since we guess he holds back such a long time now, you know. It is what the card inside say, or something along the lines. Okay, they are not bad. Not bad at all. Levi wonders what Eren will think when the alpha sees this.

Then he immediately dismisses the thought because his alpha will absolutely like it. A lot.

Other presents are pretty much normal, things he can use for daily activities. His mom gives him some baby oil, Eren’s parents give them children’s clothes and a cot. Too soon since they will be gathering around the house again when Levi is due anyways. Mikasa and Armin, Eren’s best friends, give him a songbook and some records for their gramophone.

Levi happily takes the records out and put one of them in the player. Their gramophone is old, but he loves the genuine, classic and nostalgic sound it makes. It is also the only thing his great grandfather left him with. While it is on, he turns to Eren who is carefully putting two cups of hot cocoa on the table.

“I love this song.” He exclaims and gives the alpha a hug.

They stay like that for a moment when the song plays, swaying a bit to the music as they enjoy each other’s warmth. Levi leans into Eren’s broad shoulder, while Eren’s hands supporting and caressing Levi’s lower back.

They have to sit down when Levi feels a kick coming from the baby. Sipping the hot cocoa his alpha made, Levi relaxes into the couch. Eren’s hands are still caressing both his hair and back, with the occasional slip onto his thighs.

“Don’t tell me you are horny, because you smell really enticing right now.” Levi remarks, but does nothing to stop Eren’s wandering hands, instead he chooses to lean into the alpha and inhales.

“Really? Are you sure it’s not you who feels horny because cocoa stirs you up?” Eren says jokingly, then brings both his hands to cup Levi’s face. Their eyes linger on each other for God knows how long, before Eren kisses Levi’s lips softly.

Levi melts into the kiss. Eren’s kisses always have a mysterious power over him. Want and lust aside, Eren always manages to make Levi feel safe. Just like this nest, where they can live and do things they like without a care in the world, Eren leads Levi into some kind of dream-like state, except that it is real.

I feel like I can live like this forever. Levi thinks as he puts his hands on the alpha, letting the kiss deepen. Eren is being extremely passionate and careful as time goes by, especially when Levi is in this vulnerable state, pregnancy. And all those things just add up to the fuel in their love life, sending sparks after sparks throughout their bodies where they touch.

After a long while, Eren pulls back and kisses Levi’s cheeks and forehead softly. The omega whines a bit, but lets his alpha end their session nonetheless. He still smells like an overwhelming mess, though.

“Now let’s exchange gifts. Your Xmas gift to me and my double gifties to you.” Eren chuckles and places a small red box in Levi’s lap, while Levi pulls out...a sock under the tea table. Eren rolls his eyes, but seeing the stern look on Levi’s face, he dares not to laugh just because.

“Since I’m your Santa, I suppose putting your gift in a sock is the traditional way.” Levi says as he drops the poorly knitted sock into the alpha’s hands, eyes averting away. “And I have plenty of time to kill anyways. Open it.”

The object inside is the exact opposite of its container. It is soft and it has a beautiful pattern and in a color that matches Eren’s eyes. Eren smiles softly as he pulls the item out of the sock, fingers sliding on the smooth material. It’s a tie, something Eren can wear to work and be reminded of Levi in many ways and vice versa.

While Eren feels loved and contented, the omega, however, has an intrigued look on his face after seeing his Christmas and birthday gifts. Inside the box lies a key, along with two airplane tickets. How mysterious. He carefully picks up the key and inspects it. Looks like a car key. The two airplane tickets has the destination of Paradis, somewhere so far away that Levi has not been to yet, but it is deemed the perfect place for a honeymoon. Why a honeymoon again? He is sure their honeymoon to Etruria last summer was ecstasy enough Eren got Levi pregnant right away. How wonderful.

Sensing the curiosity of the omega, Eren speaks out as he links their hands together. “You know, the key is for our new car. I suppose it’s time we have our own commuting vehicle. As for the tickets, it’s for summer holidays. I want us to be there together next summer.” He knows Levi loves traveling, but the omega does not like it being on public holidays. Bunches of motherfuckers out there. However, Eren can only accumulate enough paid leaves at that time.

“Well, you bought a car?”

“We can travel on our own with it. It’ll be easier if we need a quick ride here and there too.”

Levi does not want to be a burden on his alpha. A house, a large enough balance in their bank account and his love seem too plenty already. Sometimes Eren tries too hard to be considered successful. He knows it is not because Eren wants to be recognized, but to make life easy for the omega instead. That is why Levi lets Eren pamper him. However, as their child is due soon, buying a car means they are being short of money. Levi’s smells must have given his thoughts away, since Eren pulls him close and comforts the omega. “Don’t worry, I can always make more money.” Eren’s words always have the little kind of magic which can make Levi relax right away.

Yes. Eren can always make more money. After all, he is an alpha, a man with strength and knowledge, as well as some kind of leading power. Eren will always easily find a suitable job. And I can, either. Levi thinks.

“All right.” The omega agrees with his alpha about their new car and the trip in summer, when their child is already born.

A journey to an exotic island with his husband should not sound like some burden. Levi decides it would be best if they can enjoy every bit and piece of their life. They are not rich, and certainly not anything more special than other alpha and omega couples, but Levi knows they are happy.

Happy being with each other.

Levi lets Eren lead him to their bedroom, turning in for the day. They exchange whispers of love as well as Happy birthday and Merry Christmas. Lying in the arms of his alpha, Levi dreams of the warm sunshine and breeze of the sea. In his dreams, there are familiar people as well as faces he has never seen before, but they are all celebrating something together. There are so many people around him, too many to his liking, of course, but somehow the feeling is not bad.

Especially when Eren is there in his dream, too.

“To get the full value of a joy you must have somebody to divide it with.” - Mark Twain

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margri3t · 6 years

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Ereri secret santa!

Hello everyone! It’s finally posting time for the Ereri secret santa and I am very excite. I’ve had this fic ready to go for over a month now XD. Basically @thes0ulreader is my secret santa!!! and bc I’m speedy my posting # is #1!

You can read it here on ao3 or keep reading down below!

A week before Christmas and I’ve got the fucking flu. This wouldn’t be a problem if it weren’t for the fact that every year our orchestra celebrates Christmas by holding a concert each day for a week. The turnout is always massive. If my flu doesn’t magically disappear by 2pm, the orchestra won’t have a first violinist. My boyfriend Eren on the other hand seems to have some sort of magical immunity to illness. He was spending the morning looking after me to his best abilities even though I told him time and time again that he should be spending the morning practising Double bass instead. Even if I did enjoy the pampering, there was a 99% chance that Eren would have to go to the concert without me.

“It’s such a shame you won’t be there to help me carry things…” Eren loved to tease me, using if often as a way to distract me from whatever was upsetting me. This meant he could tell I wasn’t happy being stuck at home and wanted reassurance that I was okay. Best way to do that was tease back…

“I wouldn’t have helped anyway, it’s your fault for choosing such a large instrument in the first place. People think you’re compensating for something.” I said with a sniff, grabbing a tissue from the nightstand.

“But you know I’m not!” I could tell from the singsong tone that he was relaxing. Thank god. I didn’t want him to stress over me when he should be focusing on music.

When Eren felt my forehead the previous good mood disappeared. Fuck.

“You’re boiling, I’ll get you a cold compress.”

“No you won’t, I’ll do it myself. Now enough with you, you’ve got two hours until you’ve got to leave. Go practise.” Illness be damned, if he didn’t go practise himself, I’d drag him there.

“If you insist. But please be careful, overworking yourself now will only slow your recovery.” With that Eren stood up and planted a kiss on my lips before leaving.

A few minutes later I heard the soft sounds of music resounding from downstairs. Honestly that man does too much for me, the amount of tenderness in his eyes before he left was painful. Thoughts of christmas started to fill my mind and I thought about the small box that was currently hidden deep underneath the christmas tree. Would he say yes? Was just the ring enough? I had played with the idea of arranging a piece for the proposal before, but never found the time to actually do it. Could it be that my illness was actually a blessing in disguise? I was well enough that I could still play, the only problem keeping me from going to concerts was a fever and coughing fits. Maybe I could use the free time to prepare something special for Eren? He really did deserve to know how much I loved him.

I decided for now it was best to get some rest and let Eren’s quiet playing lull me to sleep. Due to my insomnia I had difficulty doing this especially because Eren wasn’t but my side. Over the past two years we’d been dating I found that he helped me sleep better. But hearing him play helped to some extent.

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I woke up a few hours later to find a note on the nightstand:

Levi,

It’s good to see you’re getting some rest, even if I can’t look after you right now I trust you’ll be okay. You already know this but I’ll be back by 9. Get well soon!

He really was too sweet, it made my heart ache.

With slight difficulty I got out of bed and headed to the music room to grab some blank music sheets. My first goal was to have a loose violin arrangement made for the end of the day. I decided that the piece I’d be playing was the waltz from swan lake. Eren loved waltzes. Every time he heard one he made me dance with him and because my dancing abilities were subpar, it always ended in a fit of laughter and possibly me on the floor.

When I sat down at the piano I started to get extremely cold, so I quickly rushed upstairs to get a blanket. Back downstairs and comfortable, I started writing. Listening to the music and playing a couple notes on the piano before writing what I wanted down. It seemed I’d have to get Eren’s mother in the mix. I needed a pianist and she played beautifully. So after a few more hours and eventually a loose draft of what I wanted, I called her…

“Hello Levi!” Carla sounded as cheery as ever.

“Hi Carla! How are you?” Eren’s mother loved talking so I might as well ask.

“I’m great thank you, but why are you calling me? Is this about your little proposal plan?” I had already asked for her blessing a few weeks ago, earning a bear hug and squealing. After which she bombarded me with questions.

“Well yes. I wasn’t planning to do this but now it seems I have time to, would you please help me by accompanying a piece? It’s short notice and I’m sorry but I know you’re talented enough.”

“Well of course Levi! I’ve got nothing better to do this week and I would just love to see my boy say yes! When and where do you need me?” Over excited as usual.

“Well if you could come by tomorrow at 2:30 we could take a look at it together?” Eren would be gone by then.

“Sounds perfect.”

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Eren was correct, due to the fact I hadn’t been resting, my illness stretched across the whole week. I was upset that I missed the concerts, but glad I could get the extra practice time. So when Christmas came around I was hopeful I could make this a day Eren would never forget. The past five days had been stressful even without the humongous weight of 1000 eyes on you as you play ‘Mary do you know?’. Eren’s mother had the skill but was worried that she wouldn’t have it ready in time, of course eventually she had it perfected (by eventually I mean after a day) that women was a fucking monster when it came to music. No one in the community loomed quite as large…meaning that when she retired, everyone was upset. Her reasoning had been that she ‘wanted to find a way to associate piano with fun again instead of work’ which I could completely understand. Burnouts were far to common in the music community.

Even just playing the song through I could imagine Eren dancing, and it was as much of a distraction as it was beautiful. So I decided it was best to clear my head when I played, thinking of nothing else than how much I loved the man who showed me so much kindness.

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8am, Christmas Day, and a quiet notification wakes me. Eren’s mother is at the front door. I sneak out of bed the best I can and slip on some clothes before heading downstairs. The bolts on the door are far too loud, contrasting harshly with the almost eerie silence of the rest of the house. Eren’s mother hugs me silently and I let her in, immediately she heads to the music room to set up. I grab the ring box from underneath the tree and slip it into my pocket. Afterwards I motion for Carla to come to the kitchen and make some coffee. Nerves are starting to get to me.

My hands are shaking and honestly it’s so terrifying, I’ve never felt this nervous before. But you can’t blame me, I’m about to ask the biggest question of my life to the most important man of my life. My mind started to wander about all the things that could give Eren a reason to say no. We’d fallen out before, just like every couple. But I didn’t think there was anything extreme…Maybe he never loved me in the first place, is our whole relationship just a lie? What if-

I felt Carla’s hand wrap around mine. Fuck. She could tell I was nervous. How was I going to live through this without fucking up? By the end of the day Eren would be gone. I’m sure of it. Even if it really hurts, why would he even bother staying if I can’t get his proposal right?

“Levi, Eren really loves you. I know you’re nervous but he’s not going to care how you propose. At the end of the day what matters is the fact that you want to marry him and he wants the same.” Carla read my mind.

“But what if he doesn’t?”

“If you can’t see how smitten he is with you you must be blind. I can even tell just from his voice! He calls me sometimes and every time it’s ‘Levi did this’ ‘Levi was so cute yesterday’ and so on. Look, don’t tell him I said this, but after just a month of knowing you he told me he thought you were the one.” I would never believe that. Ever.

“Lies and deceit.”

“Trust me it’s true!” Just as Carla said this I heard footsteps upstairs, Eren was awake. Now I was certain we only had 30 minutes till show time. Eren always took a shower in the mornings and normally it took around 30 minutes. I started to shake again.

Whilst Carla and I waited we made breakfast, that way we could have a ‘small celebration’ afterwards. But those were Carla’s words and not mine. We decided to just make omelette as later on in the day we’d be having a big Christmas dinner at Carla’s house. We were done round about 15 minutes later and placed a plate over the food so it wouldn’t cool down too much. Upstairs I heard Eren step out the shower. Fuck. He was being fast today. Carla gave me a look and dragged me to the music room to set up my violin. We started tuning and so on, making sure to listen closely for footsteps upstairs. I knew he could probably hear me, meaning he would be down fairly fast.

Lo and behold, 5 minutes later, there he was…

“Levi…what is this? Why is my mum here?” Damn, questions he’d get answers to soon but still made me question myself.

“I prepared a piece for you for Christmas. So shh and just listen.” My harsh attitude made Eren chuckle which in return caused my heart to flutter. Fuck. Breathing in steadily, I raised my bow and locked eyes with Carla for a moment before beginning to play.

I wasn’t normally one to get stage fright, so the feeling of drowning was definitely new, nevertheless I swam up. Only letting my playing falter for half a second before getting it under control. I had to put all my emotion into this. Let Eren feel how I feel through my music. Funnily enough, it was easy to compare my relationship with Eren to the music I was playing. We had managed to find calm within each other’s arms. All our stresses melting away. Of course there was bound to be problems, just like how the song itself was bound to become louder, but it would always return to a calm. I could see a grin spread across Eren’s face and his eyes flash in recognition. Perfect. Why was he so fucking perfect? Somehow Eren also looked pained, like he was itching to do something. When I saw his foot tap I realised what it was, he wanted to dance. It was hard to dance a waltz alone. Guess I’d have to beg Carla to play again later without me so we could dance.

Eventually I reached the end of the piece, finishing with a flourish of my bow.

Eren looked so happy.

Here goes nothing.

I placed down my violin silently and knelt down on one knee, slowly grabbing the ring box from my pocket.

“Eren you amazing, beautiful, crazy man,” My voice cracked. Fuck. “Will you marry me?” Eren was on the brink of tears, was he upset? Happy? Angry? Levi why can’t you even tell what your own boyfriend is thinking?

“In what universe would my answer ever be no?” Eren laughed and all I could do was get lost in his eyes. Amazing. I didn’t even register the fact Eren was helping me stand until I was firmly standing on two feet. Placing down the box, I grabbed Eren’s hand and slipped the ring onto his finger. It was a simple silver band with green crystals? Gems? I didn’t know. Honestly the only thought I had about the ring was that it matched his eyes amazingly.

“Finally! One step closer to grandchildren!” Of course Carla had to say that.

#ererisecretsanta2k17 #1 #ereri #fanfic #drabble #music au #my fic

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Recs!

Hello! I’m on a Shingeki No Kyojin kick right now so this is a list of recs that I have personally read! Most of them are ereri because it’s my favourite pairing in this fandom!

Venti Double What? by wasterella All Eren wanted was to go to Starbucks and get his complicated drink in peace. Was that too much to ask? Apparently.

What He Found on the Bookshelf by wasterella All he had tried to do was grab a book, and everything in his life turned upside down.

These Golden Hours by mybrainproblems His parents are in Europe and his sister is in Japan; he's been left to his own devices for the summer with a house, a car and unrestricted access to a credit card.Jean finds an ad for Rent-A-Gent and convinces Eren to hire a gent of their own. The first time was a dare, the second a redo, the third because a hurricane went through his living room (don't ask), the fourth... now he's crushing on a man more than twice his age who's making him question a lot of things about life, the universe and everything.

Just Go With It by EvangelineSinclair Levi was debating if he should just face the humiliation and leave when the chair at his table was yanked out.He looked up to see a gorgeous stranger standing on the other side of his table, taking his coat off. “Fuck, I’m so sorry babe. Traffic was fucking awful, I’m so sorry I’m so late!”Levi stared. “Who the fuck are you?”The waitress was headed back to his table again and the brunette leaned in to whisper, “Just go with it, okay?” When Levi is stood up on a first date, he’s embarrassed beyond words. Luckily, a handsome, bright-eyed stranger decides to take the situation into his own hands.Or, the story where Levi gets stood up-and somehow ends up with a better date than he’d hoped.

Chance by galaxystiel “So I can bring my date, right?” The words came out before Eren could even attempt to hold them back. He didn’t have a date, what the hell had he said that for?Eren invented himself a boyfriend for a dinner with his friends and his ex-boyfriend. Now he just has to find one, and fast.

Who Are You and Why Are You Naked in My Pool? by VitalCakes Levi walked up to the edge of the pool in time to see a mass of brown hair emerging from the water. He furrowed his brows when his eyes wandered along the boy's body to find that the brat was improperly dressed.In fact, he wasn't dressed at all.“Oh. Hello,” he said, blushing.“Why the hell are you in my pool?”

Timeless by Tamithna for Emiza 2000 years after the Final Battle, a crystallized Eren is woken up by a reincarnated Levi.

The Pain We Call Hope by DarkShadeKristen Time has stopped for Levi, life ceased to move completely. He's been stuck in a moment ever since the tragic night.Frozen.And then one day, his eyes meet bright green and his world starts anew. His heart gets a sudden jolt and time begins to move once again. But does Levi remember what it means to truly live or is it too late to melt his cold heart?Is it frozen? Or maybe it's broken beyond hope?

You Got It Bad by PyroGrape Levi's drug exchange doesn't go as well as planned. In other words, he ends up beaten and bleeding to death in a dirty alleyway. His savoir, which turns out to be a blind florist that goes by the name of Eren Jeager, flips Levi's world around simply when they meet eyes. Bonds are tested and love comes around when the getting is still getting.But Levi only has one question on his mind.How long does it take to court an angel?(This fic will go through some minor changes. It's old, so read at your own risk.)

Empty Handed by sorrows_stark After Erwin leaves, and his and Levi's relationship ends, Levi finds himself feeling more isolated and empty than he thought was possible. He's spiralling downwards and away from the people he held closest. Until one day, in unusual circumstances, he meets a young photographer at the Sina Museum. He's not sure if it's the brat's mischievous smile, the complete awkward dork that he is or those green eyes that draws him in the most, but either way there's something about Eren Jaeger he just can't shake.

Critical by SlayerEnfiniti Alternate Universe - Levi moonlights as a sharp-tongued food critic, Eren is an aspiring chef. Shenanigans.

Point of Interest by HipsterHobbit Levi is a taxi driver in Trost city, when his usual Saturday night is shaken up when a drunken Eren falls into his taxi with his friends. After a few chance meetings a relationship starts to form between the unlikely pair.

Wake Up by Emiza Eren dreamwalks in his sleep and invades people’s dreams by accident. He usually can avoid alerting the dreamer of his presence, but one day he’s caught by a mysterious man whose touch feels like fire. However, the man only thinks of Eren as a figment of his imagination.Based on Porcelain-Blue's wonderful idea.

Shingeki Ink by hellaradical Eren Jaeger decided he wants people to wear his artwork. As his first step to becoming a well off tattoo artist, he attempts to land an apprenticeship with world famous tattoo artist, Levi Ravaille. Eren follows Levi through the daily life of being a famous tattoo artist and owning a very popular ink parlor in New York City. Tattooing isn't the only thing Eren falls in love with.

Eyes of Gold by shingekicorn In which eyes see more than that of a normal human being, and humanity has more than one advantage over the giants who threaten their existence.One boy who sees through the sands of time and gives premonitions, and one who sees past the veil of death to act as a messenger for the fallen.

Shattered Façade by kylar After being disowned by his homophobic father during his senior year of high school, Eren's only option was to move in with his boyfriend, Reiner. But Reiner soon became possessive and controlling of Eren, and it turned into an abusive relationship. Five years later, Reiner's control over Eren is complete, until one night they meet a detective who will shatter Eren's happy façade.

Wrong Number by screwtodayimsleeping Eren gets a wrong number, but ends up with something more than he anticipated.

The only time I feel good falling is when I'm falling fast and hard for you by SailorHeichou He started out as just some random guy who sat next to him on a park bench one cloudy afternoon. The day Freshman in high school, Eren Jaeger, met college student Levi Ackerman was the day Eren's life would change forever.

For Your Entertainment by SailorHeichou 22 year old Eren Jaeger is a stripper at Club Rose and a damn good one at that. He takes his job seriously and loves the attention it gets him. Not to mention the pay ain't so bad. When his usual client and boss, Dot Pixis, requests him to personally perform for his VIP group of colleagues Eren will meet the workaholic, sexually frustrated Levi who can't help but want to make Eren his by the end of the night.Problem is, with a clingy ex boyfriend always coming around begging for sex and a particularly handsome bouncer constantly asking for dates, throw in some commitment issues, past drug addictions and a shit past always coming to bite him in the ass, Eren might not be so easy to win over. Can Levi somehow convince this broken boy that he could be the one to fix him?

Leave Your Lover by SailorHeichou Levi is a 30 year old divorced Chef who works at his best friend's restaurant. An ex military Sergeant, Levi lives his life according to a strict routine. One day, his strict schedule is thrown off when a mysterious cat makes it's way into his apartment from the open Balcony. When Levi hears it's owner knocking on his door, he wasn't aware that his life would be turned upside down and all because of this boy standing in his doorway with the biggest, brightest green eyes he'd ever seen and his name is Eren Jaeger.The story in which Levi doesn't know he's gay and is in denial about it until a certain bright eyed boy moves in next door and steals his heart. The only problem is... he's got a boyfriend.

Haute Couture Love by SailorHeichou Eren Jaeger is sharp, determined and hard working but doesn't consider himself beautiful or good looking in the least. When he lands his dream job, working at Survey Corp Publications as the Executive Assistant to a high-end Fashion magazine's Editor-in-Chief, his life is turned Topsy-Turvy. All he wants to do is work hard to become an Editor, but his boss Levi seems keen on making his life a living hell.Levi is a notorious playboy who gets what he wants both in and out of the bedroom. As Editer-in-Chief of New York's best selling high-end Fashion Magazine, Levi is forced to work with an overly determined, hot-headed brat with a rat's nest for hair and the most incredible eyes he's ever seen and it's all because of Erwin Smith.

Don't Reach For The Moon by SailorHeichou Eren Jaeger is the young son of the Ackerman family's chauffeur, Grisha, and he has been in love with Jean all his life. Jean is an idle playboy who has never noticed Eren, much to his and the household staff's dismay. Eren then attends school in Germany, and he returns home as an attractive and sophisticated young man. Jean is quickly drawn to him despite his recent engagement.Jean's workaholic older brother, Levi, sees this and fears that Jean's imminent engagement may be endangered. If the engagement is broken off, it would ruin a great corporate deal. Levi realizes he can only do one thing to save his merger. He must get Eren to fall in love with him instead.

Undercover Lover by SimplyTsundere FBI Agent Eren Jaeger goes undercover into The Legion, a notorious group running drugs through the city of New Orleans, to avenge the death of his best friend and partner. How will his life change when he realizes that sometimes things aren't always as black and white as they seem?[Prologue Added March 30th, 2016][Edit/Rewrite In Progress 5/30]

#Shingeki no kyojin #attack on titan #ereri #smut #slash #m/m

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