《False Pretense [EreRi/RiRen AU]》Chapter 10: Stars Are Our Witness
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Fuck, the chapter title makes me cringe but I can't think of a better title. XD Shitty chapter title aside, please do enjoy the chapter. This is once again unedited.
Oh, I always forget to say this but, Rein has Eren's Titan hair. You know, that long hair that reaches his shoulder? Yeah. (I think it's fucking hot.)
Now proceed.
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Soon after we watched the sun set, Rein told me to wait as he get out all of the things he brought. I refused and it took a little arguing between us before he gave in, letting me help him in the end. Stubbornness defeats stubbornness, it seems.
Apparently, he decided to go camping here, saying that it's a good way to spend our time and relax. I agreed without any second thoughts, knowing that he's right and it's great to be back here after so long and camp like how we used to.
It didn't take long until we finished setting up the tent, placing pillows and comforters inside to provide the both of us comfort. After that both of us collected woods, which isn't that hard since we're near plenty of trees.
He made a fire out of the woods we collected and soon enough we found ourselves sitting in front of it, huddled together in a blanket as we roast some marshmallows.
The night is pleasant, like it was destined to be at peace to give us a night in which we'll be comfortable with. The sky is clear, only with the occasional passing of clouds that obscure the view of the bright stars that adorned the black sky. The wind that blows is just enough to leave us a little bit chilly, but not strong enough to kill the fire that's giving us warmth and light.
With the almost nonexistent space between us, I can feel Rein's warmth passing through him and to me, and I swear that his guy is a fucking heater. It feels comfortable, enough to fight off the cold that I'm feeling, and I mindlessly inched closer to him, eating off the little space between our shoulders earlier.
"Rein..." He was silently eating his marshmallow when I called him, making him look at me. I almost lost the strength I gathered to ask him what I want to clear between us when he looked at me, his eyes reflecting nothing but admiration.
"What is it?"
"I..." I let out a sigh and pulled the end of the blanket covering me closer to me when the wind blew stronger, making me shiver. Noticing it, he placed his arm around my waist, scooting closer to me. I leaned in to it, the gesture nothing short of comfortable.
"Come on, Levi. You're making me nervous."
I took in a deep breath before I started speaking. "What if we don't work out? What will become of us? I don't wanna risk everything if it'll only be gone to waste after this."
"Do you think that we won't work out?" I'm about to say that he shouldn't answer a question using another question but decided against it, letting it slip. It isn't the fucking time for any sassy remarks.
Instead, I shook my head. "That's not it, I'm just stating a possibility."
He tightened his grip on me and I rested my head on his shoulder, his head resting over mine as we watched some of the embers rise out of the fire just to be swept away.
Maybe that's a way of how I can explain what we're diving into right now. Like the ember, we're stepping out of our zone, the place where we secluded ourselves to avoid hurt and going into the unknown, unaware of the things that will meet us as we did so. We will be swept away by our emotions, emotions that make us lose control of ourselves, makes us feel like we haven't known ourselves at all, and it'll lead us to what we will become, whether be it for good or bad. It feels exhilarating to say the least, plunging into something we haven't explored yet, but at the same time it scares me. Experiences are always accompanied by fear, but I know that if I'm with him, facing it wouldn't be so hard.
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"Don't think of the worst, Levi. You trust me, right?" I nodded, his free hand snaking up to hold one of mine. Interlacing our fingers, he squeezed it. "If you do, then stop worrying. Everything is going to be alright."
"Yeah, sorry for suddenly bringing this up."
"It's okay. If you have anything bothering you, just tell me."
"You're the only one bothering me." I turned my head to look at him when I heard him huff out a breath, not sure if it's from amusement or not, but I saw his lower lips jutted out a bit to form a subtle pout. It's enough to put off all the heaviness in the atmosphere that my question brought and I just found myself chuckling.
"What? Is there anything funny?" His voice hosted feigned irritation, the tone would've fooled me into believing that it was fucking true if I don't know him as well as I do.
"You." He rolled his eyes and bumped me by his shoulders lightly. He went silent after that, making me trail my own gaze to where he's staring at.
He's looking at our hands, our skin tone very different but still looks good together, just like how chocolate compliments milk. His hand is slightly bigger than mine, encasing my cold ones to his warmth.
"Your hand is small."
I lightly slapped his cheek with my free hand and scoffed. "No shit, Sherlock."
"And cold."
"You're just a fucking heater."
And after that we returned to silence. It was enough, just being beside him enough to entertain me. No words need to be spoken, his presence telling me what I want to know.
That I'm not alone, and that he won't let me be.
"Levi." I hummed in response. "Do you wanna stay here or go inside the tent?"
"Here."
"Let me take a blanket so that we can lay down." I nodded and he removed his arm around my waist, standing up before going inside to take a blanket. He's also back after just a few seconds, placing the blanket on the ground before going in again, this time bringing a pillow. He laid down on the left side and patted the other side. "C'mere."
I rolled my eyes before I crawled over, positioning myself beside him before I laid down. Both our heads rested on the pillow, looking ahead of us to the sight.
"I miss being at this place." His voice broke the silence in the air, his voice sounding soft and happy. I tilted my head to the sight to look at the content look on his face, a warm feeling budding in my chest.
I don't know how long I stared at him, how long I fixed my eyes to that glimmer of happiness in his eyes. But despite that, I can see some emotions hidden deep beneath those amber eyes. The look of longing, maybe even sadness hidden behind those bright light in his eyes.
Then he looked at me again, that stupid fond look in his face that it seems to always have whenever I'm with him, that stupid look that sent warmth to me and makes me want to melt. "But you know what I missed the most?"
I kept my gaze on him. "What?"
And then he smiled, a mixture of sadness and happiness in it. "I miss being with you."
It left me wondering, wondering why he looked like that when we're here together, huddled together as we stared right through each others' eyes. "We're together now."
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He hummed and nodded, the look on his face not leaving. He started running his hand through my hair, the feeling very comforting and I couldn't bring myself to tell him to stop. "We are."
"Then why do you look like that?"
"Look like what?"
My eyebrows knitted together in response, not knowing how to explain to him the look that settled on his face. It's like all the adjectives in the English language was rendered useless, despite it having hundreds of it. And so I kept my gaze on him, not minding the fact that he may be being weirded out. "Fuck, I don't know how to explain it. You look like you're happy but I can see that you're also not. It's like you're goddamn here but at the same time you're so far away. What's gotten into you?"
He laughed, the sound sounding so different from the past five years that I haven't seen him. The high pitch of his voice was totally replaced by this good as fuck voice of his, deep and sultry, and the sound always left me wondering what the fuck he did to be this attractive guy that is laying beside me. Not that I didn't change, I changed a whole fucking lot in the past five years especially in the physique department.
"Nothing, I was just thinking about... something."
"So I'm right." Finally, the look on his face was replaced by something else, this one a look of confusion. "You really act like a fucking old man. Stop overthinking, will you? Aren't we here to relieve stress?"
He rolled his eyes and flicked me on the forehead lightly, amusement evidently clear on his face. "Yeah, yeah, whatever you say, mister."
He moved, and after a few seconds I was pulled by him, my face facing his chest as he wrapped his arm around me. My hands are rested between us, curled in his shirt at the sudden movement. Rein then started humming, the song that I was so familiar of, the song that I and his twin, Eren, love to listen to before.
The song is Chasing Cars, that one song that still stuck in my head no matter how many years it has been since the first time I listened to it. The song just have this calm but catchy tone in it, the lyrics conveying a meaning of loving someone that you won't know what to do without them.
He continued singing the song from the beginning to the end, his voice sending waves of warmth to me. It made me feel like he intentionally sang it for me, like it is the only way for him to say what's going on in his mind. I appreciate it, knowing that I am a fucking failure when it comes to words, and it is true that songs are one of the best way to express what's in someone's mind.
When the song was finished, the silence has returned. None of us bothered to talk, still basking in this kind of intimate air that was able to rise earlier. It took a few minutes before I made the move to speak.
"What was that for?" My voice was kind of muffled, considering that my face is practically pressed on his chest, but he answered, his free hand once again moving to thread itself through my hair.
"I know how much you like it so I sung it."
"Is that all?"
"Of course, not. Consider it as a message from me to you." He pulled back, staring at me straight in the eye. "I know that I'm in love with you but we are both scared of what will become of us. I'm a hypocrite for telling you not to worry about it but I also do, maybe even more than you do. I've been chasing you for years, there are times when I even lost hope of seeing you again and now that I'm with you, now that I have the chance of being with you as someone more than just a friend, I don't know what I'm supposed to do.
"I know that I love you, every second that ticks by proves that to me. I love you so much that I don't think that those three words can express it. It may be too early to say that I love you but I do. I've been in love with you for as long as I can remember. And now that we're here together, away from the world, all I want is to live off in this moment."
I was left staring at him, flabbergasted, not fucking ready to hear those words from him. My mind is a mess of words, of feelings that I can't fucking sort out, and it left me speechless. I wanted to say something, that somehow I'm also feeling the same damn way as he does for me, but no words are coming out of my mouth. My throat felt like it closed, like I went mute after his cheesy ass statements, and every time I opened my mouth there's no words that's coming out which made me look like a fucking fish so I just stopped.
Neither of us bothered to talk but we kept our gaze at each others' eyes. There's nothing but love in his eyes, and it made my heart want to get out of my chest again. I should've gotten used to it by now, considering that it always happen whenever I'm with him but I'm still not. Like every time I'm with him, I'm falling for him all over again.
"I—" My voice cracked and I cut myself off, clearing my throat before I started again. "Don't expect me to fucking say anything that cheesy back to you." I kept my tone light and playful and it seemed to the trick because he laughed, sounding so genuinely relieved and happy, and my lips curled a little upwards into a small smile as I watched him.
"I won't say that I'm not disappointed but I actually kind of expected that." He smiled at me brightly, the light coming from the moon enabled me to see the light shade of pink that dusted his cheeks. "I'm glad that you took it lightly, Levi."
"To say that I wasn't caught off guard by it would be a lie, Yeager. Fucking warn me next time, will you?"
He gave me a sheepish look and subtly nodded. "Okay."
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. There's a shitty saying that says that actions speak louder than words, right? If I can't tell it to it directly, maybe doing something will speak of it for me.
So with a muttered 'fuck it', I opened my eyes and was met by his curious gaze. "Close your eyes."
He did close his eyes closely, albeit reluctantly. When both of his eyes are closed, I leaned in a little, stopping when our faces are centimeters apart. "Don't open your eyes. If you do..." I left the threat open, letting him make up his own consequences in his mind. Taking another deep breath, I closed my eyes before I started to make a move once again, slowly leaning in to close the distance between our faces, determined to get this over and done with.
"Levi, what're you—" I cut him off by sealing his lips with mine, and it was enough for his breath to stop. Opening my eyes a little to take a peek at him, I saw his eyes wide open in surprise. Then slowly it returned to normal and I can feel his lips turning into a smile against mine.
He broke the kiss and it made me open my eyes completely, my mind starting to think of the reasons that might have caused him to do so. But all of my negative thoughts were immediately swept away like ashes by the wind when I saw the large grin that took place on his lips.
Not wasting any second he pushed me, making me lay on my back. He pinned me beneath him, his hands resting on the both sides of my head. I was about to ask him what he's planning but then he leaned in, our lips meeting in a slow kiss.
There's no word that can describe it other than perfect, his warm, slightly chapped lips pressed on mine sending sparks of electricity throughout me. Our lips moved in sync, gentle and sweet, and I wrapped my arms around his neck, one hand threading through his brown locks before locking my fingers in it. I basked at the feeling of us, kissing under the vast black sky with the stars as our witness, and I wouldn't find another way of having my first kiss taken other than this.
One hand cupped my cheek and I felt him nip at my lower lip before breaking the kiss, both of us gasping for air. He smiled at me, the corner of his eyes crinkled as he did so. He looked like a child who has gotten a treat, and somehow I know that he just did. I chuckled and pushed his hair back, leaning up to leave another short and chaste kiss on his lips. It just made his smile a whole lot wider.
"Stop grinning."
"How could I? You just fucking kissed me!"
I slapped his shoulder. "No need to shout it in my face, brat."
He leaned in again but I blocked it with my palm, getting a confused look from him. I smirked at his reaction and tutted. "Getting ahead of yourself now, are you?"
"But—"
"No buts. No more kisses."
He pouted and nodded, looking like a kicked puppy. I kept the smug look on my face even after I pushed him off of me, sitting up before ruffing his hair. "Stop moping, you little shit."
"But I want more."
"No kisses until I say so."
He looked at me with wide, pleading eyes. "Please? Just one last kiss? It doesn't need to be long."
Sighing, I leaned in closer and pecked his lips again. "Okay now?"
He nodded enthusiastically, smiling again like the idiot that he is. "Yes."
Rolling my eyes, I stood up and looked down at him. "Let's get inside and get some sleep, you overgrown kid."
He didn't respond to my name calling and just stood up, bringing the blanket and pillow with him. We just laid down inside the tent as soon as we entered, already comfortable with our position. It's dark inside the tent and I can't see a fucking thing.
"Oi, Rein." He hummed in response and I felt him move beside me. "Cuddle me."
He chuckled. "Yes, Your Highness."
In the next second I was pulled closer by him, my back against his chest with his arm wrapped around my waist. His chin is resting on top of my head and I felt him nuzzling it again.
It was comfortable and it felt like home. I can feel his breath on my nape, his body warmth taking off any of the coldness that I'm feeling, and I knew deep inside myself that I could really get used to this pleasant feeling.
"Good night, Levi."
"Good night."
It really is a good night.
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In the middle of the night, I was woken up by my phone ringing. I kept my movements in the minimum, not wanting to risk waking the deep sleeper behind me.
I was momentarily blinded by the bright light coming off of my phone before my eyes slowly adjusted, a message flashing on the screen. I scowled. Who the fuck would text someone at three in the fucking morning? If this is Hanji, I'll fucking kill them.
I opened the message and saw that it came from an unknown number. It made me frown in confusion. Who the hell is this?
But what made me the confused the most is the content of the message.
I'll be back soon, Levi. I'll be coming to you soon.
I don't know what to think of it so I just stared at the message as if staring at it will fucking change anything. Then I felt Rein stirred beside me, softly calling out my name in a rather raspy voice.
"Levi...? Why are you awake?"
I locked my phone and placed it back to its place earlier. "Nothing, now go to sleep."
He didn't respond but pulled me closer to him. All I did then was close my eyes, trying to get back to sleep and pushing all of my thoughts away.
But what didn't leave is who that damn person is. How do they know my fucking name? Maybe it's someone that I know or else they wouldn't know who I am.
All I know since that night is that someone's going to return, and it might be Eren.
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Author's Note
Hey there! How was it? I hope that you enjoyed it even though Eren still isn't in the story. BUT he will be here soon. The text message is a giveaway, right?
Anyways, I hope that you enjoyed it! I apologize for not updating as much as I used to at LMOLM, but I barely have time to make an update. But the chapters here is definitely longer than the chapters in my other book. I hope that it is worth the wait though.
The drama is nearing it's start so please hold on! I will do my best to make it a great experience for all of us so please stay tuned.
'Til next time, then!
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