Why did I ever agree to go to this concert with Eren? It's complete shit. Levi thought to himself as he stood in the pit of the concert arena. The songs were all the same. The same beat and the same meaning; girls, money, and drugs. Eren had no one to go with, so he had asked his flat mate, Levi, to go with him. Levi had never heard of the band and was going to say no until Eren gave him puppy eyes. Levi found himself suppressing a smile as he thought of Eren's adorable face. He looked over at Eren, who was yelling the lyrics out loud, bouncing up and down, and smiling. Levi just watched him; glad he could get a full look at Eren without him knowing. Eren turned towards Levi, who still had his eyes on him. Eren smiled even bigger and grabbed Levi's hands, swaying them to the music. "C'mon, Levi! You know you wanna dance!" Still holding Levi's hands, he started bouncing up and down. Levi joined in just to make Eren happy. Levi couldn't help himself from staring into Eren's beautiful teal-green eyes and actually found himself blushing softly. About an hour later, the concert was over and they were driving on the interstate to get to their shared house. Levi was driving and Eren was asleep in the passenger's seat. Levi plugged in the aux cord and played his favorite songs to pass the time.

Levi parked outside the door of their flat and tried to shake Eren awake, but he didn't budge. Levi decided to pull Eren out of the car and carried him into the house. He walked over to Eren's room and laid Eren down on his bed. Levi pulled up Eren's covers and leaned in to kiss him on his forehead, but was pulled into a kiss on the lips by an awake Eren. Somehow, the kiss completely made up for the shitty concert.