Chapter 4: I SwearMature

*Eren's POV*

    I woke up in a new place yet again. But this time I was alone. I look around me anxiously to find a much larger room, but it's empty. There's a large window like the one in Heichou's room, but it doesn't have the sitting area. I rub my eyes and walk over there. Seemed to me like half the Scouting Legion was outside. Agh! What was I missing?! My thoughts were interrupted by memories. Levi Heichou confessing his Love for me, and the warmth I felt holding his waist on the way back here. I sat up out of my bed and stretched.

"Half the Legion outside...But I wasn't told a word?" I pondered the thought as I heard a knock on the door.

"Oi, Eren. It's me." There was only one person whose voice was rough yet soft. It was Heichou.

"It's open, you can come in." I replied, walking to the desk in front of my bed.

     Levi walked in still wearing his pajamas. The pale blue set with tiny fluffy white clouds on them, complete with the hat. He just stood there, as if he expected me to know what was going on. Why, in whoever's name, was half the Scouting Legion outside but their Corporal standing in my room in his night clothes? I finally asked.

"Uhm, so why's the Scouting Legion outside yet I heard nothing of this and you're standing in my room with your pajamas still on?" I asked, walking into my bathroom and splashing water in my face.

"Erwin is taking all the superiors and your recruit friends out for some live action training. They will most likely be gone all day." Levi said with a raspy and tired voice.

     That was new. Levi not going out on Scouting Legion training runs. A day alone with the Corporal. What could that possibly be like? I wiped off my face and walked across the room to my wardrobe. I opened it up and realized I hadn't moved everything in yet.

"What exactly do you have planned, Heichou? I need to finish moving in my stuff." I closed the wardrobe doors and walked over to him.

"We'll do that then. Don't forget to dust and clean tonight too." He spoke, a blatantly straight expression on his face.

"Uhm, aren't you going to change...?" I asked, scratching my head.

     Levi Heichou walked over and peered up at me.

"You are." He said with a stern look.

"Pardon...? I'm going to what?" I asked curiously.

"You're going to change me out of my pajamas. A Corporal gets tired, Eren. And needs help with these kinds of things."

     My eyes widened with curiosity. Why would the Corporal want me to help him change out of his pajamas. As we exited my room and walked over to his, I picked up the hint that he had prepared for this. I mean, why else would he send Erwin out with the whole Scouting Legion without him being there? Did he want some alone time with me for a specific reason? He sat down on his bed and looked at me.

"Well, I'm waiting. Grab something casual, okay? No belts." Levi seemed impatient to get on with something.

"Y-yes, Heichou." I staggered, taking out a grey top and his off white pants.


I walked over to Heichou with the folded clothes in hand and set them on the bed next to him. He stood up and unbuttoned his night shirt and tossed it on the bed. Levi stood in front of me shirtless, and it was the first time I got a good look at his body. He had worn those belts on his uniform so much, there were rough grooves in his skin where they had dug in. I lifted my hand to feel them, but Levi grinned at me.

"Well, go on." He snickered.

"Heichou... Your skin..." I whispered, reaching my hand out and laying them on his shoulders.

*Levi's POV*

     The previous night, after taking Eren to his new room, I discussed with Erwin on some plans for today. Him taking out the trainees and my squad out for some live action would give Eren and I near a day on our own, alone at the castle. I had requested he finish moving in and clean up his room, but then I called him to mine. An interesting request, I'll admit. Considering I didn't need any help at all changing clothes. I just wanted to see his reaction of the scars and marks I've acquired over my time in the Scouting Legion. I stared directly at his wide green eyes, as his hands wandered on my shoulders and chest. 

"What, Eren? This is what I do. All my time in the Legion and this is all I get in return." I said, standing up and walking to the door.

"Heichou..." Eren whispered, setting my clothes down on the bed. "Heichou, how about we relax today, eh? You need it. I'll do whatever you need."

"Eren, There's something I want you to do for me. Go saddle up our horses, I'll be down momentarily." I walked out of my room, throwing a towel around my neck.

     As Eren exited my room, I ran a hand through my hair and sighed heavily. Someone as fragile as Eren could not be subject to these lifelong reminders of battle and sadness. I ran a finger along the dug-in scar left upon my shoulder, and my entire hand seemed to tremble. I threw my hand down to my side and walked on over to the window. Eren was at the stables, doing as I had requested when I turned around to return to my wardrobe.

    My hands traced the wooden grooves in the handles and I began to reminisce. Not really joyful, however, as my past has not been the best. I was summoned back to reality by the voice of my angel.

"The horses are all ready, Heichou. I'm going to walk down a floor to my old room and bring up my clothes, alright?" He rested his tall body against the door frame, awaiting my response.

"Yes of course, Eren. Meet me in the mess hall after you're dressed." I dismissed him, locking my door and taking a slick black box from the bottom of the wardrobe.

     I unlocked the box to find a crisply folded black tuxedo with thin white lines and a corresponding white bow-tie. I smirked slightly, before dismissing the warmth I felt. I dressed myself, ran my hands through my hair, and made my way down to the mess hall. I slowed down as I neared Eren's room, my dress shoes dominating the wooden floor of the empty hall. I heard faint whimpering. I slowly opened his door to the sight I'd never hoped to see.

     Eren was holding in one hand, an old, half broken picture frame. The other hand covered his mouth to stifle the crying. He glanced at me, tossed the frame on the bed, and ran over to catch my embrace. As I placed my arms around him, my eyes shifted to his bed and the broken picture frame. Who could be behind the shattered glass? Why was Eren so taken by it? I ended the hug and looked up at him with lightly furrowed brows. 

"Eren, what's the matter? You can tell me, I promise." I rested a hand on his shoulder, without breaking eye contact.

"H-Heichou..." his voice managed, still shaking, "Heichou, it was a picture of my mother... I can't help but remembering on how her last day I fought with her..."


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