Dangerous Territory

Soulmate

When he finally stepped out, Levi was sitting up in bed, slowly tugging his shirt back on. He did not turn around to look at Eren. That made the forced smile on Eren's face waver.

"Good morning," he whispered.

Levi nodded, still facing the other way, sitting perfectly still, lost in thought.

"Are you okay?"

Levi jolted, as if yanked out of a memory. "Yeah, fine," he said brusquely. "About last night, did I ... did we..." He closed his eyes, trying to wake up a little more. "After you rubbed on the cream," he whispered, and Levi cringed, "what exactly did we do?"

Eren smirked. "Did you forget?"

Levi began to turn pale. "If I did ... it was a big mistake."

Eren felt like a cold knife suddenly plunged into his heart. "I thought you said you wanted it."

"I was drugged," he muttered.

Grief struck Eren. The last thing he wanted was to push Levi too far, to make him uncomfortable or to think this was all some sick craving for pleasure. "I know you were drugged. Still..." Eren blushed at the memories. "...you were quite insistent."

"Oh fuck." Levi clenched at his scalp. "It was real, wasn't it? Fuck! Please forgive me. I was drugged. I would never do that!"

His eyes widened in shock. "Wait, are we talking about the same thing?"

Levi looked up in panicked confusion. "Just how much did I do?"

"Did you do? Aren't you mad at me, what I did?" His cheeks burned red up to his ears. "Touching you like that."

"Touching?"

Eren's mouth dropped. Had Levi forgotten his actions?

Levi could not meet Eren's eyes without intense guilt. "All of my memories are fuzzy. I don't recall anything at all after getting into bed, except for ... God, please tell me I didn't do anything inappropriate to you."

"My definition of inappropriate might be different from yours."

Levi's teeth gritted in silent rage. "Did I ... hurt you?"

"Hurt me?" Eren cried out. That was not what he had expected.

"Did I restrain you?"

"Oh, that." He blushed as he remembered Levi pinning his wrists down.

Levi doubled over, ripping at his hair. "Putain, c'était pas un rêve!" Fuck, it wasn't a dream! "I'm sorry. I am so, so sorry."

"Levi!"

"The last thing I remember is holding you down, you were trying to push me away, saying 'This isn't right.' You didn't want it." His whole face drew up in self-loathing. "I really fucked up."

Eren's eyes drifted to the side in shame and regret. "I knew that if I let you, you would hate me when you woke up." He should not have touched Levi at all.

Levi turned around and saw the saddened slump. "I don't hate you. I'm worried that you hate me. I ... I was ... forceful. I restrained you."

"I could have broken free if I wanted."

Levi cringed with anguish in his face. "Did I hurt you?"

Eren chuckled and caressed his cheek. "Not at all."

Tension sank out of his shoulders. "I was worried, if I did that while drugged, I could have seriously hurt you."

"Do you ... Do you do that often? Do you like restraining—"