thank you to the guest who let me know my stories were in code! It too some work, but i think this fixed it.

Eren poked his head into Levi's office, casually observing Levi at work. He wore his usual crisp gray suit, jacket always on no matter the temperature, and a slim red tie. His sharp features were illuminated by his laptop and Eren noticed the dark circles under his eyes. His hair was longer now than Eren had ever seen it before, and was noticeably getting in Levi's eyes. It wasn't long enough to tie back, so he just kept it tucked behind his ear.

"He should really cut his hair...and get some more rest. I wonder if he's okay." Eren thought. He cleared his throat conspicuously, causing Levi's gray eyes to lift toward the door. At this angle, Eren could see just how exhausted Levi really was. His cheeks were a bit more hollow than usual and his eyelids seemed to carry weight with every blink.

"I got those expense reports for you." Eren stepped inside fully now, holding up the manilla folder that was his hall pass inside.

"Eren," Levi stopped typing and looked up at him. "I need to talk to you. Please, close the door and have a seat."

Eren clutched at his reports, praying to any god that would listen for him not to be fired. He had saved up about half the money he needed for top surgery. If he were to be fired now...that money would more than likely go to paying bills while he searched for a new trans-friendly job. He was sweating through his binder by the time he sat in the chair in front of Levi's desk.

"You've always been very...open about your gender." Levi started, folding his hands on top of the desk. Eren waited for him to continue, but he did not.

"Yes, Sir." Eren swallowed hard, looking frightened. The corner of Levi's lips grew tight.

"You aren't in trouble, so please don't look so constipated." Levi averted his gaze for a second, jaw muscles clenching. "And please don't call me 'Sir'."

"Yes, S- Mr. Levi."

"Dammit." Levi pinched the bridge of his nose, shutting his eyes hard. "Just tell me who your doctor is."

"Doctor?" Eren's eyebrows furrowed briefly before shooting up in realization. "Oh."

"Yeah." Levi opened their eyes, jaw still clenched.

"I take it you're… asking for yourself."

"Yes." The word was forced out through their gritted teeth. Eren felt guilty for a moment before collecting himself.

"So you're...a girl? Or non-binary?" Eren tried to make his voice as soft and non threatening as possible.

"I-" Levi cleared their throat. "I'm a girl."

Levi leaned forward, releasing a breath she hadn't realized she was holding. So far she had only come out to two people: Hanje, and Eren. It was terrifying.

"My doctor is Darius Zackly. His office is downtown. He does informed consent." Eren began explaining. "So you don't have to go through any bullshit therapy. It takes about a month from your first visit to get your first dose. That's just how long it takes your initial blood work to get back."

Levi pulled out a sheet of paper, and began scribbling down the information. She asked for Eren to repeat himself and copied down the name and address of the doctor exactly. She glanced over at the calendar on her desk.

"I could be on estrogen by this time next month?" She asked.

"Maybe." Eren shrugged. "You may be placed on just a testosterone blocker. If you've got something wrong in your blood work or if you have other health issues, you may have to wait until it's under control before he'll put you on anything."

"Wow." Levi sat back in her chair.

"I am basing all of this off of my ex-girlfriend." Eren put his hands up. "She complained about this alot. I'm just reciting what I can remember."

"Your ex-girlfriend was trans?" Levi liked knowing that Eren found transgirls attractive. She knew that he was straight, but for so many people, that excluded transgirls. Levi also a bit of a crush on Eren.

"Yeah. Remember Mina? The girl I brought to the company picnic last year? Back when I thought I was a girl?" Eren frowned.

"I do remember that." Levi mostly remembered being jealous. Mina was such a pretty girl, and Levi couldn't see herself the same way. Eren was gorgeous pre-transition as well. Levi shook her head as if she could remove memories of Eren's long hair and cleavage.

"Yeah. She was be one who referred me to Zackly. We broke up after I came out. She's a lesbian." Eren chuckled a bit. "She might be single if you want her number."

"No. I'm...straight." She looked down.

"It's weird right? I went from saying I was gay to saying I'm straight, too." Eren chuckled again. It was well known that Levi liked men.

"Very weird."

"So...do you have a name?" Eren tilted his head like a puppy.

"Not yet. I've got a notebook full of my top picks, but they aren't going to feel right until I actually use them." She frowned a bit.

"I'll help." Eren paused for a moment while Levi's eyes went wide. "Come over to my place? I'll cook. We can talk. Bring your notebook and I'll address you with those names. It might help you figure it out."

"I guess." Levi shrugged. Eren gave her his address and she copied it down with her notes.

"Feel free to come female presenting." Eren smiled.

"No." Levi shook her head. "I can't do that. I look horrible."

"You don't have to wear anything that makes you uncomfortable, but I'm sure you don't look horrible."

"I ordered some female clothes online…" She sighed. "I look like a fucking drag queen."

"Hey. It'll work out."

"I guess. I'll come over this Saturday. Around…" She glanced at her calender. "Six?"

"Sure."

"Alright, Eren. Get back to work." She turned away, tucking her notes into a drawer.

"Yes, ma'am." Eren stood and turned.

Levi smiled a bit to herself.

….

The work days before Levi and Eren's meeting were awkward. Eren had to hold himself back from using she/her. He also had to hold himself back from snapping at people misgendering her. He just had to remind himself that most likely, he was the only one in the office who knew that she was a girl.

When Eren woke up on Saturday, he cleaned everything. He mopped the floors and took out the trash. He organized everything and scrubbed the bathroom and kitchen. He even fluffed the living room pillows. Mikasa came out of her room, headphones in hand, and asked him about the noise.

"I'm having Levi over for dinner."

"Levi? Your boss? I thought you were straight." Mikasa's brow furrowed as Eren set out scented candles and lit them.

"I am. It's not a date."

"You're putting in a whole lot of effort for a guy you're not interested in." Mikasa crossed her arms over her chest.

"Um." Eren in a bad situation here. He couldn't out her without her permission, but he also didn't want Mikasa to misgender her. He was trying to make this a safe space. "Use they/them for Levi."

"Levi's nonbinary?" Mikasa looked surprised.

"You know I'm not going to out them. All I can say is their not a boy." Eren rolled up his sleeves, acutely aware of the fact that his binder was sweaty from the cleaning.

"So...we're having a transgirl over?" Mikasa asked in that voice that meant she had figured it out.

"I can't tell you." Eren huffed. It was a violation to give away a trans person's gender without their explicit permission. Mikasa just hummed.

Mikasa helped her brother clean the house and prepare a meal for Levi. She sat down on the couch while Eren showered. Levi ended up being thirty minutes early. Mikasa answered the door, not caring one bit that she was still in the tank top and short shorts from cleaning.

"Oh." Levi backed up a step. "I must have the wrong address."

"Levi, right?" Mikasa sized her up. "You're early. Eren is in the shower."

"I can come back-" Levi started.

"Nah. It'll just be a minute." Mikasa stepped aside and let her inside. She was dressed very casually since they didn't work saturdays. She had on standard blue jeans, brown shoes, and a gray jacket.

Levi took little glances over at Mikasa. She figured that this beautiful girl - so much more beautiful than she herself could ever be - was Eren's girlfriend. Levi hated herself for having a crush on Eren. She felt there was no way Eren would even think about her when he had such a gorgeous girl with him.

"My name is Mikasa. What's yours?" She gestured for Levi to hang up her casual zip up jacket.

"Levi." She unzipped her jacket to reveal a unisex plain white t-shirt.

"I know that one. I want to know the name you want to go by." Mikasa watched her hang up her jacket. "You know, your female name."

"I don't have one." Levi said, jaw clenching. She was pissed at Eren for telling his girlfriend that she was trans.

"You don't even have an idea? Eren wouldn't even say you were a transgirl - I had to figure that out myself - so he sure as hell didn't tell me your female name." Mikasa paused, listening down the hall. "Shower is off. He'll be out soon. Warning: his tits may be out."

"Okay." Levi blinked at Mikasa. She could be taken as rude so easily, but Levi liked her. She was blunt, and Levi liked that. "I don't have a female name. That's why I came over. Eren said he might be able to help."

"Is that what he said?" Mikasa tilted her head in the same gesture Eren does. "Huh. I assumed he wanted to bang your brains out."

"No way." Levi wasn't prepared for her first confrontation with a jealous girlfriend.

"Trust me. You should have seen him cleaning earlier. He doesn't clean like that for just anyone. He likes you." Mikasa pointed to the candles on the living room table. "He even lit candles."

"And you're okay with that?" Levi asked, looking at the candles.

"Yeah. As long as I don't have to hear any moans, I don't give a fuck." Mikasa leaned against the wall, crossing her arms.

"You guys have… an open relationship?" Levi asked hesitantly.

Mikasa blinked at him before laughing. It was a loud, unfeminine laugh that reminded Levi of when she would accidentally drop a plate and it shattered against the ground. She knew that she had said something wrong.

"I'm his sister." Mikasa continued with her laugh. "I'm adopted. That's why I look more like you than him." Mikasa suddenly stopped laughing and smiled. "I bet I have some clothes that would fit you if you need girly things."

"No." Levi looked down at the ground, remembering the way her chest hurt when she looked in the mirror and saw herself as a boy. There were a few more seconds of awkward silence before a door opened down the hall.

"Eren! Levi is here! Put your tits away!" Mikasa yelled down the hall. There were a few bumps and couple curses before another door opened. "He tends to come out of the shower in just a tank top and boxers. You can see his tits clear as day."

Levi had no response to that so she changed the subject. "Eren mentioned having a sister before, but I didn't assume that he lived with her. I'm sorry for the confusion."

"Nah. It's fine." Mikasa waved at Levi. "I just keep an eye on him."

"Hello, Levi." Eren came around the corner. He was dressed in a green button up that swelled generously where his chest was. He wasn't wearing a binder. Levi tried not to stare.

"Eren, go put on your binder. You're making her uncomfortable." Mikasa said in a very parental tone.

"No. It's hard to get it on with wet skin. Besides, Mika, it's not like Levi didn't see me pre-t. It's fine." Eren smiled at Levi. Levi understood what he was saying, but it was different now that Eren had come out. Levi felt like she was violating Eren's privacy by looking at them.

"Would you like to eat first? I made fried rice." Eren came over to stand next to Levi. His scent drifted over to her and gave her butterflies in her stomach. Mikasa cleared her throat loudly.

"Okay. Mikasa made the fried rice. But I helped!" Eren held his hands up, laughing.

"Trying to impress her with your cooking skills? That's lame, Eren. Girls just don't go gaga over every boy that can flip a pancake." Mikasa laughed.

The two continued bickering while Levi felt heat rise in her. She was being acknowledged as a girl for the first time. Mikasa,the gorgeous cis girl, had accepted her and made her a part of making fun of boys. Levi felt a smile tug at her lips for the first time in forever.

"I'd love to eat." Levi walked into the dining room with Mikasa and Eren. Mikasa served the rice while Eren brought out a bottle of wine.

"How old are you?" Levi questioned Eren. He looked to be around nineteen.

"Twenty-three." Eren laughed. I had a baby face even before transition. Now it's really bad."

Levi accepted only one glass of wine. She chatted with Mikasa and Eren about work and school. Mikasa was in school to become a cosmetologist - information Levi stored away for when she would inevitably need help with makeup. Eren was thinking about going back to school for his masters in psychology. He had already gotten his bachelor's. He mainly worked as Levi's assistant for money.

Mikasa dismissed herself to her bedroom as soon as she was done eating, giving the two potential lovebirds time alone. Eren put the leftovers up and Levi sat on the couch. She nervously waited for Eren to come join her. He brought another glass of wine, which she refused. He shrugged and said he'd take it.

"I see you didn't bring your notebook." He stated the obvious.

"I typed the list out on my phone." She fiddled with it in her hands.

"You know, I think you look like an Eleanor." His cheeks were getting heated with the wine.

"You're wine drunk." She shook her head.

"Something classic. Strong." Eren nodded. "Eleanor is nice. Noir or Norrie for short."

"Nope." She shook her head, loving the feel of her growing out hair tickling her face. "I do like the classic theme though. I see myself as a kind of classic girl. Timeless. Strong."

"Matte red lips and long black hair kind of classic." Eren nodded. "Very cute."

"Exactly." Levi shifted in her seat, unsure of how to handle Eren complimenting her as a girl.

"What do you have?" Eren downed another glass.

"Anna. Emma. Elizabeth." Levi started reading them off, occasionally glancing at Eren to gauge his reaction. "Beth. Ellie. Alice. Clara. Lexi."

"I feel like Lexi fits you, but only because it's so close to what I call you now."

"I'd like to move away from Levi, if I could." She ran a hand through her hair.

"Clara and Alice both lend to the image of matte red lips and long black hair. Maybe a little black dress and cuban stockings. Beth and Emma bring up the image of black skinny jeans with rips in them and alt band t shirts. Ellie and Anna make me think of skinny jeans with the ends rolled up a bit, tan suede booties, and fuzzy white sweaters. Elizabeth was my great grandmother's name, so I think of her." He laughed a bit.

"You're really good at this." Levi turned over what Eren said in her mind.

"I grew up as a girl. It's just something I picked up while trying to blend in." He shrugged, reaching for Levi's refused glass of wine.

"I want to be a girl that looks like a cross between the booties with the sweaters and the dress with the Cuban stockings." Levi thought outloud.

Eren's face twisted up in concentration. "Classic of the Cuban and little black dress with the 'Starbucks' and 'college' of the booties… I dunno. That sounds like the day and night outfits of the almost the same girl."

He was quiet for a moment, mumbling about having to consult Mikasa, before he suddenly snapped. "Vampy college girl! Perfect! Sexy, classic, young, and casual."

"What's that one like?" Levi immediately like it from the name.

"Short, black velvet dresses. Stockings. Thick, black booties. Matte, black, stiletto shaped fingernails. Sharp eyeliner. Lots of jewelry with little skulls or cats. Easily made work appropriate with a sweater. Easily made formal with heels. Perfect."

"I like that." Levi looked up at Eren's flushed face. "Do you think I could be pretty?"

"You already are." Eren smiled. "Alice."

Alice was suddenly Levi's favorite name. She gulped hard. Eren was very cute and being very sweet to her. "I like that. That's it."

"Alice." Eren tipped his glass to her.

"Eren."

"Hey...before you go...is there anything weird I do? Like I pass as male about eighty percent of the time… Am I doing something wrong? Is the way I'm interacting with other boys correct?"

"Go get some more wine." Alice sighed.

"What? It can't be that bad."

"You have literally caused me to cringe. Eren, you stare at the urinals in the men's room with obvious desire in your eyes. It makes everyone uncomfortable. One of these days some cis het guy is gonna think you're after his weiner and beat the shit out of you."

"I glance! I don't stare!"

"Don't get me started on the eye contact and smiling…"

"Come on!"

….

Alice's blood work returned normal and she was given hormones. She had chosen pill form and had them securely in her briefcase. She happily went over to Eren's after the appointment to share the good news. She had been hanging out with Eren and Mikasa a lot since they both correctly gendered her. Just as Eren had hoped, his house became her safe place. She wasn't out to the office yet. She only got to be Alice with Eren and Mikasa and Hanje. She wasn't ready to go out female presenting yet.

"Mikasa and I got you a present." Eren slid over a white box. Alice lifted the lid and slowly pulled out the soft black fabric. "Mikasa got your measurements from which of her clothes you could wear." Eren said.

"Come on, Alice." Mikasa held out her hand. "I got the whole outfit ready."

She stood, ready to come with Mikasa when Eren pulled her in for a hug. It was the first time they had touched, and Alice was a bit shocked. She let Eren's warm arms hug her close to his bound chest and felt the safety in his heartbeat. She dashed off with Mikasa soon after.

Mikasa zipped Alice up into a little black dress. It hit her just above the knees and hugged her waist while billowing at the hips, creating a hint of an hourglass and covering up her slight girl bulge (she wasn't a fan of breaking out the tape to tuck so she just used spanx, panties, and hope). Alice had gotten herself ready , so the bust was filled out. Alice dipped a finger down and traced at the subtle hint of cleavage her inserts created. She was still flat chested, that was for sure, but it was a female chest.

Mikasa got out her palette and contoured around Alice's collarbones and cleavage, giving her some more depth and contrast, making her breasts look bigger. She applied a light foundation before layering on eye shadow and liner. Alice applied matte red lipstick herself, as she seemed to have a talent for always doing perfectly.

Her hair was longer now, almost shoulder length. Mikasa got out the curling iron and made some loose, bouncy curls. Alice felt her heart race as she looked in the mirror, finally recognizing the beautiful girl looking back at her.

Alice spritzed some perfume on, toed into some black flats, and shrugged on a woman's casual black jacket over top of the fancy dress to complete the 'effortless classy woman' look. Mikasa applauded.

"I'm fucking hot." Alice smiled.

"I know. I like girls, so watch out." Mikasa laughed her loud laugh, a sound Alice had come to love. "You know, you never smiled before. As you started hanging out in my room more, bonding with another girl and just trying on clothes, you started smiling. I'm so glad you're a girl."

"I'm glad I'm a girl, too. Being a boy fucking sucked." She struck a pose in the mirror, loving the way her reflection looked. She had been dressed up before, but never this nicely.

"You want my brother, right? Go get him, girl." Mikasa shooed her out of the room. "We kept him waiting long enough he's probably asleep. Wake him up."

"Mikasa. Thank you." The two girls smiled at each other. Alice left to go find Eren and found him sitting on the couch in the living room, playing Fallout for the millionth time. Alice walked over to him, standing just to the side of his view.

"Holy shit." Eren set the controller down without pausing, giving her his full attention. Alice heard his character die in a gunfight in the background, but Eren didn't seem to care. Her confidence was through the roof. If she could draw his attention like this, she must be as pretty as Mikasa.

"Wanna go out?" Eren asked. "I mean like, go out female presenting. Not like out on a date with me."

"How about both?" Alice asked.

"Sure." Eren's eyes got wide.

….

"Mmm…You smell so good." Alice whispered against Eren's chest. She