Party: Random idea... bear with me.. I've watched too much Game of Thrones.. ;-;
Disclaimer: If I owned this, Levi would've banged Eren a loong time ago
Warnings: Riren (Bottom Eren, Top Levi) Eren being a cocky brat, yaoi, OOC, slight humiliation i guess...
"It's time to wake up, young master."
A smooth voice cut the peaceful silence of slumber. The lump under the covers shifted as the chirps of birds and the buzz of morning gradually filled his ears. He groaned under the pillow and you could faintly see tufts of chocolate hair poking out. The lump curled deeper into the comforters, lulled by the warmth left by sleep. He smiled sleepily to himself as the unwanted voice ceased. He thought absentmindedly that the perpetrator had given up and left after a stretch of silence.
All was quiet and peaceful.
He was almost drawn back to the land of dreams as the chirping soon mixed with the buzz and became sweet, dull noise.
Until the dark curtains were drawn back and the room flooded with blinding sunlight. The lump under the sheets groaned even further as his last protection was ripped away harshly.
"Come on. Your parents are waiting." The servant said unemotionally.
The young master sat up slowly with major bed head. He covered his mouth as he gave a big yawn, one leg dangling off the side of his huge bed. The servant in an all black suit stepped forward, "Would you like me to help dress you?" he asked in such a monotone voice, the brunet thought he was mocking him.
Too monotone for me this early, the young master thought, annoyed. He stood up grumpily and stomped to the bathroom. The sound of the lawn being mowed and cars driving more noticeable now that he was alert. It gave him a headache.
"No." he said and slammed the bathroom door, "Make yourself useful and lay out my clothes. Don't be outside once I get of here though." his voice was muffled through the door. He heard a faint Yes young master in response and rolled his eyes. He'd deal with him later. The brunet washed his face and brushed his teeth. He took a piss and untangled the knots developed from sleep.
The brunet had fairly long hair. It was soft, feathery and landed under his ears, towards the middle of his neck, parting in the middle. Since it was bothersome to tuck it behind his ears, he often tied it in a side ponytail held loosely with a beaded band given to him by his mother. "There. That's better." he muttered to himself as he glanced one last time in the mirror.
The boy really was a looker.
His skin was a nice caramel tan, which was rare, for he lived in the cold North of Sina. He was average height, lithe and had lovely, long legs. On his arms and stomach were steadily developing muscles, yet he had a long way to go. He was the young heir to his father's company, one of the largest scientific research companies in the world. He lived a sweet life of blissful ignorance. Which has turned him a bit... Oh well, you'll see..
As promised, his black-haired servant was nowhere to be seen. But his bed was made and his clothes were laid out neatly.
"Nothing less than perfect." he snorted to himself.
He picked up the black jeans and the Nordstrom designer, white hoodie (which was way too expensive for its own good). On the bed were his favorite rings and bracelets. He pulled on his dark grey, suede Chukka boots and laced them up in a messy knot. He smiled a bit. He liked showing off that even though his outfit was pretty simple, it was still expensive meaning he was rich. He liked the glances he got when he out.
He stood up and looked around the room. Flawless. He walked to the door and froze as he was about to exit. He slowly turned around and walked to his bed. He pushed a pillow off the bed and onto the floor. He smiled and nodded to himself in satisfaction and walked to the door. Flawed.
The hallways he walked in had shiny floors of beautiful brown marble, dark green walls decorated with intricate, gold designs. High priced paintings of red flowers and birds lifting off in flight hung on the ignored walls. There were little tables littering the long halls, with vases on top of them filled with violets and roses. The high ceilings painted with baby angels and dimly lit chandeliers. Gorgeous, beautiful- but to the young master it was something he saw everyday.
Boring.
Tired, which he proved by yawning loudly.
He lazily nodded at a blonde maid who scrambled to bow at him. Christa was it? She had just started working a week ago. She seemed nice.
He walked down the white, pristine stairs that led to the lobby. He held onto the black railing designed with gold. He slowed his walk down each step. He always felt like a prince walking down, he certainly acted like one. He spread his arms out in a magnificent pose and laughed to himself, "Greetings, my subjects." he was talking to himself but some maids mopping the floors heard him.
"Good morning, young master." one said, rolling her eyes at the heir's usual antics.
The young master walked by them, a click of his boots with each step, and gave a dramatic bow before walking on. They giggled as he passed.
The young master finally made it to the dining room. A large room with a long, mahogany table used for banquets or parties. The brunet heard the clinking of forks and soft chattering. The smell of bacon and eggs was mouth-watering. He basically ran towards the food until he spotted his butler. He didn't really understand, but his butler always made him feel annoyed. The brunet walked to his chair as it was pulled out for him by his servant. He pointedly ignored his presence and turned his attention to his mother across him.
He said good morning to his father who only nodded at him before he was ignored again. He never had a good relationship with him anyways. "Morning, mother." he grinned at her as food was loaded onto his plate. The lovely woman sighed before smiling as well.
He had her eyes and feathery hair... as well as her temper. "Good morning Eren. I sent for you 30 minutes ago. I was starting to think you'd forgotten about breakfast." her eyebrow arched up questioningly with slight mirth in her eyes.
Eren shoved bacon into his mouth which crushed the image of his 'good boy look'. "Never.." he mumbled with a full mouth, inhaling food as if he'd never see it again. Carla laughed lightly.
"Don't chew with your mouth open." she said sternly before turning her head to listen to the conversation his father and the noble were having. Something about expanding companies or... whatever. It didn't make sense to Eren but he didn't care. There were other guests sitting around the table, apparently there was to be a meeting. Eren absentmindedly nodded at some as they bid him good morning.
Amongst the comfortable atmosphere with the sweet scent of cream and pancakes and the soft chatting, came a low voice next to him. "Anything to drink, young master?" Eren jumped. He knew immediately who it was. Oops, forgot he was there, he thought.
"Yeah." he waved his hand dismissively, "Milk." his butler was gone. But before Eren could even swallow his pancake, he was back. The tall glass was placed gracefully next to his plate.
"Hm.." the brunet mumbled as he eyed the white liquid. He was feeling rather bored, all this talk of scientific equations and political nonsense was all but noise. He sat back on his chair, a strawberry on his curved lips. "I change my mind, I want grape juice." he said simply.
There was a pause before Eren saw from the corner of his eyes a pale hand reach out to grab the glass.
"But wait!" Eren called out as the fingers wrapped around it. "It's such a waste!" he exclaimed, mockingly forlorn. "Why.. don't you drink it, Levi? Who knows? Maybe you'll grow an inch." Eren smirked, trying to contain his snickers as he stared clearly into Levi's stormy, grey eyes. It was fun to tease him. He watched as an eyebrow twitched in response to his short joke. To any bystander, Levi's face remained the same but to Eren- who was his master for years, new better.
He's mad, Eren thought with amusement.
Levi stood still for a moment, looking at the milk with a slight frown. But Eren knew- as Levi brought it to his lips Levi would drink it. Even if he really hated milk.
A gasp was heard. "Levi? What are you doing?" Carla said, who clearly didn't hear her son ordering him to drink through the bustle of maids serving and clinks of eating. "That food is not for the servants." She shook her head almost disgustedly.
Levi bowed, the half empty glass still held in his hand. A couple of maids stifled their giggles but Eren didn't. "Apologies, milady." he didn't blame or accuse Eren or even glance at him. Even when Eren gave him a knowing grin. He simply left to go to the kitchen. Eren pouted.
Carla rolled her eyes and wiped her mouth with a napkin. "I don't even know why you keep him when he does all these silly things, Eren. He's incompetent."
She didn't know that her sweet Eren was behind all of Levi's 'inept antics.' He usually (tried to) embarrass Levi or make him do stupid things. Hey- it was fun. Of course he was never caught by his mother or father.. but the maids and servants knew better. In fact they were used to it. It was a wonder how Carla never found out how much of a brat her son was. Which was where his nickname amongst the servants was derived from. Bratty Prince. He was actually really friendly and lovable...when he wasn't around his favorite servant.
Eren shrugged, chewing the strawberry while smiling discreetly. "He serves me well." was his only response in which Carla huffed at.
It was no lie he did.
Levi was one of the best servants in the mansion. His cleaning was impeccable, not a speck of dirt to be seen. The lacquered tables were polished and the bathroom floor shone. He even cleaned the chandeliers ...which was... impressive. He also has been Eren's personal manservant for a few years now. He cleans, feeds him and goes wherever Eren goes. He puts up with his annoying brattiness and humiliating orders. All with a perfectly straight, emotion void face. But he followed them with no question. He was.. perfect. But Eren didn't want perfect. He was bored of perfect.
Some guests were starting to get up, leaving to the conference room, wanting to get there early. They would be in there for about two hours, so Eren assumed they wanted good, comfortable seats.
"Carla." Grisha called. He was a middle-aged man with a greying beard and glinting glasses.
"Yes dear?" Carla answered.
"The meeting will start in about 20 minutes. John and I are going on ahead." John bowed at Carla and nodded at Eren before he stood up with Grisha, talking with his hands as they exited the dining room together.
Levi returned with Eren's grape juice and set it on the table again. "Why thank you, Levi." Eren smiled. Levi only nodded.
A cute, blonde maid followed behind Levi and blushed as she passed him. She set Carla's tea in front of her. "Thank you, Petra. I'll call you when I need you." Carla smiled.
"Y-yes ma'am." she glanced at Levi once more before she left through the swinging kitchen doors.
Eren was glad Levi barely noticed her. In fact he didn't even look at her.
Carla blew at the steam from her tea and turned to her son. "Oh." she sighed smiling. "Look at your hair. I want you to get a haircut." she said, "Or else it'll get like mine." her glossy hair fell to her waist in a braid.
"Nooo." Eren whined, mouth stuffed with pancake.
His mother grimaced, "Chew with your mouth closed. Yes, just a trim. You want to look good for your birthday on Friday, don't you?" his birthday was the day after tomorrow. It was a fairly big birthday, he would be turning 16. Not much of kid but not much of an adult. He could begin to help with the company though.
All of his friends from other countries would come to celebrate, he would be attempted to be courted with, he would dance... Eren sighed, "Yeah, I guess." he pouted. He hated getting haircuts. What if the barber accidentally shaved his head?! It was...impractical but.. it could happen!
Eren took a sip of his grape juice as his mother smiled at his answer. He placed his chin in his palm, "Levi. You're coming with me." his eyes closed as he waited for the words he knew would come.
"Yes, young master."
Party: yeah .. Eren's brattiness gets worse. But don't worry, Levi will put him in place soon enough.
I honestly don't know where this came from.. I was just in History and boom, this.
Should i continue? or is it too random for you? XD
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