"Attack on Titan, an up and coming pop/rap who is taking the scene by storm. In depth interview with bands lead singer, Eren Jaeger on page 27." the front page of the magazine read, the background showing a band of five people. The front cover showed the band at one of their live shows, the lead singer, Eren, gripped the mic stand, pulling it close to his lips, his eyes closed his short, shaggy brown hair hung in his eyes. The short sleeved shirt showed off the tattoos of swirls, stars and keys that spiraled down from his wrist to his elbow. The guitar player wore a short sleeved v-neck shirt with the symbol of the band, what they called the "wings of freedom" on the front. The v-neck went down just far enough to give a peak at black ink on his chest. His black hair shadowed his eyes from the camera as he looked at his instrument. The bass player was a younger looking boy with long blond hair that also fell into his face, but not enough to hide his bright blue eyes as he plucked away. The last member was the female drummer with chin length jet black hair and dark eyes. When the picture was taken, she was twirling one of her drumsticks in the air while the other pounded away at the snare.
"Tch, why do they always insist on making a huge deal out of it?" the dark haired man asked. He was sitting sideways in a recliner, his legs hung off one armrest while his head rested on the other. He held the magazine aloft above his head so he could read it. Gunmetal grey scanning the interview.
"Oh come on, Levi, at least they didn't ask you for an interview," Eren commented, lounging on a couch. He was lounging with his feet swinging in the air while he either doodled or wrote in a notebook.
"Only because they learned their lesson," the blond laughed, his hair was being held out of his face with a simple headband and he took a seat in the last armchair in the room and flicked the television on.
Eren laughed, "That's way too true, Armin. The last time the asked that asshole I thought he was going to actually rip the poor woman's head off."
Eren was then promptly hit in the head with the magazine, now rolled up, as Levi walked passed him on his way to the kitchen. "Shut it, brat." Levi snarled.
"Oh, Levi! You wound me so!" Eren called dramatically and Levi merely sent him a death glare eyes as cold as the color they were named after. Eren smiled and turned back to his notebook.
"Eren, what are you doing?" the young drummer asked, walking out of her bedroom. Her ever changing eyes were currently blue and focused on the green eyed singer.
"Terrorizing Levi," Eren answered with a smile, glancing up at the girl.
The girl just rolled her eyes and took the seat Levi had vacated as the raven tinkered in the kitchen, probably making tea.
"Are you ready to leave yet?" she asked, eyes flicking from Eren to Armin.
"Yes. Stop fretting, Mikasa, you're starting to sound like a mother hen," Eren teased. Mikasa rolled her eyes, a trait that seemed to be common among those who deal with the dark haired man.
The band was getting ready to leave on tour to celebrate the release of their new album and most of them were extremely excited. Armin was twitch with nerves, this being his first real tour. He had replaced the last bass guitarist just about a year ago and had never gone on more than a local circuit, however he had been friends with Eren and Mikasa since the three of them were children. Levi, who was a bit of a clean freak with OCD tendencies, was not exactly looking forward to spending months on end in a bus with the other four members. This was not his first tour with Attack on Titan, though, he was one of the founding members with Eren after he heard the younger man sing for the first time. Mikasa and Eren were adoptive sibling who rarely left the others side, both were very well versed in martial arts and had frequent sparing matches when they got too restless on tour.
Suddenly there was a knock on the front door and a large blond man walked in. "Good morning Titans. Are you ready to set out?" he called.
"No need to yell, Erwin," Levi said in a deadpan.
"Just as loving as ever, Levi. Let's get going," the man called into the house, getting all the band members moving.
Erwin Smith had been the bands manager since the start. He had been a friend of Levi's who had his foot part way into the music industry and helped the guys out before becoming their manager officially. The entire group had complete trust and respect for the large blond man and he hadn't let them down yet.
The band quickly gathered their things and made their way out to the tour bus.
"Hey, Jaeger!" Erwin called. Eren quickly turned to the man with his head cocked to the side in question. "That was a good interview, we're sure to have packed houses." Eren smiled in response and stuck his tongue out at Levi.
"Tch. Grow up, brat," Levi muttered causing Eren to laugh.
This was generally how the band interacted. Eren had a childish air about him that most of the band pretended they hated but actually found endearing. All of the band member had been through their own personal hell at some point or another that they chose not to talk about, but it was always nice to see the lead singer in his childish moods.
It took the group about a half hour to get everything onto the bus and get moving. Their first performance wasn't until the next night, meaning that they had plenty of time. Shortly after they had started moving Levi cracked open a window in the main area above the chair he was sitting in and lit a cigarette.
Eren scrunched his nose a little from across the bus where he was still sketching in his notebook. "Those things are going to kill you one day, Levi," he commented, refusing to show that he thought it was incredibly sexy. No, that was one though Eren planned to keep hidden from the raven for as long as he lived.
"Tch," Levi scoffed, taking a long drag before blowing the smoke out the window. "I've been smoking since before I met you, brat."
"Yeah," Eren sighed, "doesn't mean I won't try to get you to quit ever now and then."
Armin was off to the corner of the bus with earphones in and his nose in a book and Mikasa was sitting next to Eren, also with headphones, filing her nails.
The band spent most of the day catching up on things. Armin was a college student majoring online in literature and thus was doing homework for most of the day. Mikasa talked quietly until Armin was done with the majority of his work before Eren drug him into playing a card game with them while Levi sat and watched. Levi had headphones in, listening to classical music for the moment and occasionally smoking a cigarette and just watching his fellow band members.
That's pretty much how they spent the first few days, Eren Mikasa and Armin playing games while Levi watched. The time split every now and then for concerts, though they weren't technically starting the tour yet. As much as Levi pretended he didn't enjoy this time, they all knew that none of them would trade this time for the world.
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It was five days into the tour and they had done two gigs and an autograph signing and were currently on the bus once again.
It was nearly two in the morning when Levi jerked up in his bed, chest heaving and scenes of blood, knives, and death flashing in front of his eyes.
He looked around to see Mikasa and Armin still fast asleep, though the bunk above him seemed to be empty.
Levi dug the heels of his hands into his eyes before deciding that he really couldn't sit in the room any longer.
Levi quietly made his way out into the main area to find Eren still at the table with his ever present notebook.
Eren glanced up as Levi walked in and gave the raven a soft smile.
"What are you still doing up?" Levi asked taking a seat across from the brunet.
Eren cocked his head to the side confused. "I'm always up this late. I can't fall asleep until I know all of you are deep asleep," Eren said honestly confused.
"Tch. What do you mean by that?" Levi demanded.
"Levi, I always take care of all the bands nightmares, haven't you noticed?" Eren asked.
Suddenly it did all click into place. The mornings he woke up to find Eren asleep cuddled up with Armin or Mikasa and the nights he was woken by Eren coming into the room a little too loudly right before a nightmare truly had its grip on him. They had all just assumed that Eren was a night owl, though it didn't really fit his personality, but now it made sense. Eren trained himself to be a night dweller to make sure his companions could sleep.
"Tch," Levi scoffed, refusing to admit that his admiration for the green eyed man had stepped up quite a bit.
Eren smiled softly, not his usual bright sunny smile, but a gentle one that put Levi at ease, before turning back to his notebook. Levi took this time to really look at his lead singer. The man, and he really was a man now, having just turned 21, had shaggy chocolate brown hair was mussed from running his hands through it. His green eyes were slightly dull with exhaustion, they had had a gig and signing that day, but still brighter than any emerald Levi had seen. His lips were red from biting at them and Levi refused to let his mind go where it wanted. His gaze continued down the mans neck until he was stopped by the shirt he wore, so Levi let his gaze skip to Eren's left hand which had ended up back in his hair allowing Levi to get a good look at the ink that stained his skin. The tattoos started at his wrist with decorative swirls before turning into an odd shaped key and then there were stars that wrapped around the middle of his forearm. The black ink stood out beautifully from his tan skin and Levi had the sudden thought that he wanted to lick that ink.
"Hey, are you alright? You're spacing out," Eren said, pulling Levi from his thought.
Levi blinked, coming back to himself. "I'm fine, still not entirely back in my head," Levi lied. He would never tell the brunet how he felt, he valued the band and his friendship with the slightly childish lead singer.
Eren hummed and focused back on his pencil.
"What are you working on?" Levi asked.
"Hm?" he hummed before processing the question. "Oh, it's just a sketch."
"May I see it?" Levi asked.
Eren simply handed Levi the notebook and took his chance to look over the raven.
Levi's dark undercut was starting to grow out and his locks were starting to get long. His gunmetal eyes were still fogged with sleep and his mouth was in his default grump face. Levi, unlike Eren, was not wearing a shirt meaning Eren had an unhindered view of Levi's torso. He had the Wings of Freedom tattooed over his heart, and a thick black wing from the dragon that rested on his back could be seen stretching out almost to his neck on his right side. Eren's eyes continued their quest down to Levi's abs, a beautiful six-pack that Eren could just see the top of over the table. Eren had to force his mind not to go into the gutter for several reasons: 1, Levi was his bandmate. 2, Eren loved the company of the generally irritated raven and 3, there was no way in hell a sex god such as his shorter friend could like him.
"It's beautiful, Eren," Levi said handing the notebook back. Beautiful was an understatement, but it was the only thing Levi could come up with. The sketch showed an arm in all different positions and was decorated with a band of Celtic knot work that came together in a set of wings.
"Thank you," Eren smiled but not as beautiful as you was left unsaid in Eren's mind. Eren watched Levi as his eyes flicked to watch out the window. "Levi, you know you can talk to me about it if you want right? I mean I understand if you don't, I just wanted to make sure you knew that I was here for you," Eren told him softly, rambling a little.
Levi almost scoffed but one look into Eren's eyes showed him that the younger man was being completely honest. They were alone in the bus, the others were asleep and Eren had never judged him and even went as far as to wake him from his nightmares. Levi's eyes softened a little, "I'll keep that in mind. Thank you, Eren."
Eren's smile could have lit up a whole city and just for that moment it was just the two of them.
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Okay, I should have been studying for finals, or working on My Mate? Or doing a number of other things, but instead I got caught up in Attack on Titan and started browsing tumblr. Then I was screwed when I stumbled upon two pictures that I just had to combine and start a story about. I kind of tweaked things to fit what goes on in my head a little better and this is what started. I don't know how long it is going to be, or how good this is being as I was up until 3 in the morning writing this. Here are the links to the two pictures.
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