A/n) Hello, welcome to Unexpected. I so badly wanted to write a SNK (or AoT) fic that was a longer story. So it's an AU fic set in more modern times. I tried to stay in character, but probably failed. The plot will be mainly Riren but there will be Eremin as well. I really hope I do well, or that people like this. I'm excited to get writing again.
It was just another work night. Working at a ritzy high class place, where waiters were forced to wear suits, was not this boys first choice of jobs.
The boy is Eren Jeager, a twenty one year old struggling college student. Well, not struggling financially, his parents where well to do. Struggling with what he wanted to do while in college. His mother told him to get a job, and get out of the dorm once in awhile. He was only taking his basics right now, but he assured himself that once he found his passion, he would be able to focus on it. He had already wasted a few years in medical, only to find he didn't have his dad's passion.
So here he was at the ritzy restaurant, Wall Sina. A truly terrible name, but what did these people care? The meals were expensive, the wine was expensive, and the whole place screamed "You will pay forty dollars for a salad."
Eren hated this place, but he had come in to contact of a lot of rich people, and learned what they did. He wasn't interested in the money, but some jobs sounded interesting. His shift was really close to ending when he heard Annie yell at him,
"Hey Jeager, you have a table!"
He glared at the blonde, as she shrugged and walked away. He sighed, and ran his fingers through his naturally messy brown hair. He walked over to the man seated at the table. He had black hair, and his facial features were sharp. He looked really young, but had defining features that said he was a fair bit older than Eren. He looked worn out, and was dressed in a nice suit. Eren offered a smile as the man looked up at him with tired grey eyes, and a blank face.
"I'm sorry that-" Eren started, but was cut off,
"Took you long enough, brat." The man said.
Eren clenched his jaw. Did this man just call him a brat? Who the hell did he think he was?
"You going to ask my order, or stand there looking stupid?" The man asked.
Eren bawled his fists, but forced a smile on his face "What can I get for you, sir?"
"I don't know yet. Bring me a bottle of the most expensive red wine you have."
Eren suppressed a growl, and stalked off to retrieve this...this asshole, a bottle of his stupid red wine. He completely missed the amused smirk on the man's face.
The man is Levi Ackerman. An extremely powerful and successful prosecuting attorney, known throughout the area. He had a long, boring, and all around shitty time at work. He decided to come here to unwind. Teasing his bratty waiter was helping out quite a bit. Plus, the boy had a nice looking backside in those tailored pants.
Eren placed a glass on Levi's table with such quickness, it was a miracle how it didn't shatter.
"Shall I pour you a glass, sir?" Eren asked with teeth clenched.
"Yes, you should." was the reply.
Eren swallowed all thoughts of pouring the glass on the man's head as he filled the glass halfway.
"Keep going. It's been one of those days." He told the boy.
Eren filled the glass completely, and set the bottle down "Are you ready to order?"
"Sure. I'll have a Cesar salad for an appetizer, and then I will have the filet mignon with the red wine reduction, and the garlic russet potatoes." Levi said, folding his menu, and holding it out for the boy.
Eren repeated the order back to the man. At the nod, he took the menu in his hand to take it, but the man had an iron grip on it. Curious aquamarine eyes looked into tired steely grey.
"What's your name, brat?"
Eren looked down, and cursed under his breath, he forgot to wear his name tag "Eren, sir."
"Eren, huh? I like shitty brat better." He let the menu go, and suppressed a chuckle as the boy stalked off again. He dropped off the order. His shift was over. He went to pull his apron off when his boss, Mike, stopped him.
"You have to stay Eren."
"What? My shift is over!"
"I know, but that man over there," he pointed to Levi "hates when we change waiters on him! I promise it will be worth your time. He's a generous tipper."
Eren sighed, defeated. He had the thought every twenty one year old college student had, more money meant more booze money. He could take his friends out, and buy a few rounds of shots. He was stuck now, with that logic.
Eren took the salad to the man once it was done "Here you are sir." He said laying it down carefully.
"Levi."
"I'm sorry?"
"Call me Levi. I fucking hate being called sir when I'm not working."
"Oh, my apologies, sir-I...I mean Levi."
"Whatever. Can you get me new silverware these are filthy." He thrust the cloth napkin, and silverware at Eren.
"Yes, my apologies, Levi."
Eren looked at the silverware as he walked to get them rewashed. It was impeccable, well there was a small spot on the fork from the dishwasher, but no big deal. He shook his head, and grabbed another set. He gave it to Levi, and turned to leave.
"Wait! Let me check first." Levi said, removing the silverware after setting the cloth in his lap. He picked up each piece, and analyzed them. "Okay, leave these are good."
Eren gave a forced smile, and walked off. 'Think of the tip' Eren told himself. Hell, if it was good enough, he and his roommate might be able to live on more than pizza and takeout.
He didn't have anymore priority tables, seeing as his shift was supposed to be finished. So, he watched Levi like a hawk. As soon as he finished his plate, Eren was over there picking it up "Would you like me to pour you more wine?"
"Sure." Levi said, sounding incredibly bored.
Eren filled his glass again, and walked away with the empty plate in hand.
As soon as the main course was done, Eren delivered it promptly. Levi said nothing as he turned to leave. He took to his new favorite past time newly dubbed 'Levi watching.'
It was weird that a man as successful, and attractive (he supposed) as Levi was here all by himself. No woman (or man, he didn't judge) with him, not even a business partner. Just Levi, looking bored.
Eternity passed, Eren was sure. He saw Levi pouring another glass, before finishing his plate. Eren was over there in a flash.
Shit that brat was fast.
"Can I interest you in dessert, Levi?" He asked politely.
"How old are you?" Levi asked.
His question derailed Eren for a moment "Uhm twenty-one."
"Oh, when does your shift end?"
Eren quirked a brow. Why was Levi asking this question? This wasn't the first time a slightly inebriated guest tried to get in his pants.
Levi kept talking "Listen, I just feel shitty for being short with you, and if I'm right, you should be long gone from this place."
"Yeah, I was supposed to be gone about an hour ago."
"Let me take you out for drinks. No strings attached. I just want to drink this day away, and I don't want to do it alone."
Eren had heard that line before "No thank you, Levi."
"Fine. No desert. Just bring my bill."
Eren left the ticket on the table, as he cleared the plate, silverware, and glass.
When he came back, Levi handed him a card to pay. When Eren came back, he had stripped off his apron, and handed Levi his card back. Levi then slipped him a fifty dollar bill. Eren stared at the bill, to Levi's face
"I can't take this."
"You can, and you will, brat. I kept you past your shift, and you still gave me great service."
"You were offering to take me out for drinks, that makes us even."
"No it doesn't, just shut up and pocket the money, brat."
Eren decided to not argue with him, and pocket the money.
"Have a great night, Levi." Eren said, and turned away.
"You sure I can't interest you in a drink?" Levi asked.
"No. Listen, I'm going to change and then go out with some friends for drinks, if I meet you again then I'll let you buy me a drink. Okay?"
Levi smirked "Alright."
Eren walked into his dorm. His roommate, Armin, was sitting, fully dressed to go out, pouring over his psychology book.
"It's Friday, Armin. You should wait to study till Sunday."
Armin looked up "I have a test on Monday! I can't just wait to study!"
Eren chuckled, and began to strip his work clothes. Once his shirt was off, there was a knock on the door. He opened it, and there was Mikasa.
"Hey sis. Come on in, I'm getting dressed."
She walked in "Hurry up, Jean and Marco are rounding everyone up."
Armin chuckled "Jean is always impatient to go get drunk."
"Can't blame horseface. It's been a shitty week. I'm ready to drink my week away!" Eren said.
It was Mikasa's turn to be the designated driver.
"Shoot. I have to put gas in my tank, but I don't get paid until tomorrow." She said.
"That's okay. Drive my car." Eren handed her his keys.
"No. Eren, I can't do that to you."
"It's cool. I got great tips at work today." It was true, combined with what Levi gave him, he had over a hundred.
"Well if you are sure, let's go." They all piled into Eren's car, and made it to their favorite bar. Shortly after arriving, people that they knew started walking in.
"Hi guys!" Marco said when he walked up. His freckled face lit up in a perfect smile. "Ready to end this week?"
"I heard that!" Eren said downing another shot. He cringed a bit, as the alcohol burned a trail down his throat.
Soon, it was a gathering of people. Ymir, Sasha, Berthold, Reiner, Jean, Marco, and even Annie who joined after her shift. Eren smiled, enjoying hanging out with his group of friends.
"A round of shots on me!" Eren called out, and everyone toasted to that.
"Eren," Mikasa said grabbing his arm "are you sure?"
"Mikasa, I told you I got great tips today. I can afford a round of shots." Eren said with a goofy smile.
He sauntered over to the counter to order another round of shots. He was going to call down the bartender, when a familiar voice caught his attention,
"Well, fancy meeting you here, brat."
Aquamarine eyes widened, and he looked over to his side. There was Levi, taking a sip of a drink.
"Levi..." He breathed out.
"You remembered. I'm flattered. Can I buy you a drink now?" Levi asked.
"Well I'm getting a round of shots for my friends."
"Let me pay for it."
"Technically you are, I was going to use the money you gave me." The bartender came over, and he ordered the drinks. When he came back, Levi was faster with his cash then Eren was.
"What the hell old man?" Eren said shooting Levi a glare.
"Whatever you want, brat. It's on me."
"You expect me to sit with you, get fucked up, and then take me home, and fuck me more?"
"Nothing of the sort. Have fun with your friends. Drink what you want. I don't fuck shitty brats I just met. Even if he's got a cute ass." Levi still looked bored.
Eren blushed heavily, and just took the small cups, and walked over handing everyone a shotglass. They did another toast.
"Eren, could you get me another soda?" Mikasa asked.
"Yeah sure." He walked back over to the counter, and Levi smirked
"Missed me?"
"No! Just getting my friend a drink."
"Your girlfriend?"
"Yuck, she's like my sister! Why am I telling you this? Aren't you a little to old to be flirting in bars?"
"Aren't you a little young to be questioning your superiors?"
"You ass!"
"I've been called worse by better, brat."
"Listen, I don't have to be nice to you anymore! I'm not at work! So why don't you be a normal old guy, and go find a damn Bingo club or some shit!"
Levi smirked, and swirled the drink around in his glass "I was always bad at Bingo."
Eren went wide eyed before doubling over in laughter. His ears perked up when he heard Levi chuckling "You were making a joke?"
"Don't look so shocked brat."
The bartender came over, and Eren ordered a soda. He went to pay, but the man shook his head
"Levi said anything you order is going on his tab."
Eren glared at him "You really piss me off sometimes."
Levi shrugged "It's what I'm good at. Go have fun. Your friends look worried."
Eren looked up, and saw Armin turning around to look at him. He grabbed the soda, and walked back over to them.
"Thanks Eren." Mikasa said.
Annie had noticed Levi. She walked over to whisper to Eren, "Hey, isn't that the guy you had to stay late to serve?"
"Yeah, that's him."
"Well, you two seem awfully chummy."
"It's not like that, hes just...just well, I don't know." Eren really didn't know the answer. He didn't consider Levi a friend, they had just met. He decided to leave it alone. He offered Annie a shrug, and she rolled her eyes and walked off. Every once and awhile he would catch Levi's eye. He would blush, and give a small smile. Why did Levi make him feel like that? Every time he grabbed a drink they would banter back and forth, that was it. Never once did Eren have to pay.
After a while, the group started to thin out. People going home with respective partners, to head back to the dorms. Eren saw Levi getting up, and motioned to his friends "I'll be right back." He ran outside, and caught Levi by his wrist "Hey, thank you!"
"No need to thank me. I told you I would."
"Yeah, but I just...I don't feel even. You tipped me, and bought all my drinks, and I've done nothing."
Levi thought for a moment, he stepped closer to Eren "Come here."
Eren was confused, they were almost chest to chest.
"Bend towards me, damn bratty titan."
It was the alcohol, Eren was sure, that made him lean his face towards Levi's. Before he knew it Levi was kissing him, and damn alcohol, he started kissing him back heatedly. It became a messy kiss of tongue and saliva. Levi pulled back, and smirked,
"That makes us even." He watched Eren's eyes flutter open.
"That's it? No phone number exchange, or nothing? Just a mind blowing kiss and nothing?"
"I have a feeling we will see each other really soon Eren." Levi said. With that he turned around, leaving Eren dazed and confused.