He was...magnificent to say the least. A man of his stature should already be assumed of great beauty but this certain man was...beyond words. But how could a simple merchant like me see his beauty without seeing his title, you ask? Well if I stay true to the truth then I must say that I was unaware of his great stature until the night we made love. Oh I see, you're already judging me aren't you? What a petty, my lover and I actually were almost married by that time if you must know. This story isn't as easy as I thought it would be to tell. Hmm okay I've got! I'll start from the very beginning, how about that you judgy-reader! Two things that you might want to recognize is that we live in France during the year 1789 or around the French Revolution. Lastly, my partner and I...share the same gender.
"Why was the sun so damn bright? Standing in the middle of the fucking rode without a roof top to stop the shinning light or blocking out the sunlight isn't helping with my anger issue at the moment. I made a total of fucking zero assignats today. How was I going to feed the family with this amount? I can't even get flour for fucking nothing! I let a long sigh out and trot back to my brick house. It wasn't the best per say but it was good enough. My family of three, including me, lived in a simple brick home. Our roof had only one big hole in it might I add. The bricks were pretty steady except when it stormed bad some of them fell off and it became a living Hell for the ones sleeping. The front door or only door was really just an opening with a thin wooden board shoved into the opening to keep the heat from leaving our little slice of Heaven. Ruined blankets covered up what the board couldn't so when guest entered our house we'd have to rip the board off the frame and adjust the blankets for them to enter. Since that took some time we'd usually just crawl through the window that was right to the door. My adopted sister, Mikasa, had the pleasure of staying home to sew our clothes and make money off of the other men around our neighborhood. She would always push the glass up leaving enough room for me to wiggle my way inside the house. Armin, my best friend, could easily fit in the opening that my body barely squeezed into. He was lucky enough to have a better job than me which was being a librarian. He made most of the money and supported us when taxes were due. He didn't own the library but he was one of the main employees there. The outside was horrible looking but the inside was what counted. We only have two rooms which is the kitchen and living room. In the kitchen is a box filled with bread that we push high up onto the counter top so the rats won't eat it. Some are stale or fresh but when you're poor bread is bread right? Mikasa's sewing kit is also high up on the counter more so that I won't go messing with it instead of the bugs that like to lay eggs over it. Armin's books are the last items that are in the kitchen. Well we also have a bucket of somewhat clean water on the floor for when we're thirst. In the living room in the very center is our fire pit. After years of making small to large fires in it there's permanent black marks on the cold wooden floors. To the left is our feathers and blanket for the beds. Since Paris can be so cold at night we like to snuggle together for warmth which doesn't bother me in the slightest. Some fire wood is placed in the corner along with flint and a stone to lit the damn thing. To the right are the buckets. One for piss and one for shit. Our number one rule is after you use it throw it out the window. Leaving it in for too long causes an ungodly smell to erupt the whole house. We also have mikasa's rags and bleeding supplies over there too next to the tub. Tub you say? Well it's really only like a metal box big enough for me to fit in. We go down to the steam beside our house and gather as much water as we can before plopping down naked into the tub to wash away all the shit and mud you earned that week. Some of the noble folks that pass us stare and make disgusted faces but what can we do? We're the third Estate and we make do.
"I hate walking in town. Honestly I was so close to home but then a fucking almighty carriage had to suddenly stop and ask for fucking directions" "Where's master Ackerman's house?" "Do you know of Mr. Ackerman?" These type of questions kept reoccurring in our conversation. And it wasn't helping in the slightest. "Sir if I knew by chance were this Mr. Ackerman of yours lived I would certainly be working for him." The man chuckles before taking a canteen out and swallowing some liquor. Haven't had that in some time."Thank you for you're kindness, young sir. Take this as a reward." I was about to tell the man that it wasn't necessary but then 50 assignats fall into my hands and his carriage takes off. This was enough to buy bread. Maybe even a girl if I was feeling the need to brag. Of course with this money I should buy a loaf of old bread but...would it kill us if I bought a new loaf? Probably but fuck it, its my life I'll spend my money how I want to! Until Mikasa becomes too pissed off I should add. Turning back around, I run up the road to the closest bakery nearby. While running up the somewhat busy road I'm greeted with the sight of the bakery closer to me than I thought. And what I saw horrified me. Four big males had broken the window and were stealing all the bread. I knew them too. Reiner, who lives three doors down from me. He was a big buff guy with blond hair and golden eyes. He took care of all of us in our little neighborhood. He was like the big brother to everyone there, always giving money out to those in need or sharing a slice of bread to the hungry. Bertholdt, he was a tall and skinny fellow with brown hair. He lives with Reiner, as a friend or partner I'll never know. The guy always had a sweet and innocent look on his face. He was always beside Reiner, never leaving his side. He sweats a lot but that's from stress or well that's what Reiner says. Connie, was a small one with a shaved head. He always was eating something with his wife Sasha. He and I didn't communicate much since he lived five doors down and stayed inside with his hungry wife. Sadly they lost a lot of money after all the taxes. So she starves now but I always go and give her a slice of bread when we can spare. And lastly Jean, I hate his guts that cunt has the balls to offer marring my sister so we can "save some money". He ain't doing any better than us! That asshole has a fucking undercut what a douche. He lives of course right fucking next to us so he always wants to come over to see Mikasa. Err I can't stand him! I've tried but this is the last straw. Him of all people stealing for what? Bread. He and I both know that he could have easily just walked in there and bought the damn thing. So why were all of them doing this? Why?! I can't help it, I have to stop them! Without another thought I rush over to the store and jump over the broken window, next to the thieves. All of them turn and with shocked faces stare at me.
"Oi you assholes drop the bread or I'll make you!" I growl immediately Connie and Bertholdt drop their loafs and hide behind Reiner and Jean. Jean, being the asshole he is, smiles and shrugs."
"Oi Eren don't say things you can't follow through on. I wouldn't like for you to end up dead like the baker for example." Sneaking a peak to the right, where the baker should have been, I see a corpse laying on the ground covered in blood. "He-he was so nice to us, you murderers!" Tears swell up in the corners of my eyes. My hands form fists as I prepare to strike.
"Eren! Think for a minute, none of us have weapons on us. He was already dead when we all got here. The window was like that too, I swear! We just came to take the bread that's all. Grab some if you want to but don't fight us Eren. I'll kill you if you make me." Reiner warns with a dangerous look that sparkles in his eyes. I lower my fists and the boys sigh with relief. Bertholdt and Connie pick up their loafs as I think things over.
"Just go. I'm not stealing bread like you thieves." I snarl out causing Bertholdt and Reiner to nod their heads in thanks before bailing. Jean walks over to me and touches my shoulder lightly before also running away. Connie remains still all but for his eyes which shake in fear.
"I-I have a wife, Eren, that needs this. She emneeds/em this more than anyone. If-if I don't take this then someone else emwill/em! I don't want to lose her." When I lower my gaze till it hits the broken glass on the floor, he takes that as a response and leaves. He's right. She needs that more than anyone I know. Last time I saw her she was barely able to pick up anything with her boney arms. I'm sure that her ribs can be seen too. She's dying and he needs to save her. I understand that one but why everyone else? Why do they need to do this? Why-
"Oi are you shitbrained or what?" Startled I jump back a little and look up to see a small man standing in the doorway of the store. He has a cloak on, hiding his outfit from the view of all, for what reason I don't know. He was also very pale maybe he was rich or just had a inside job. But what really caught my attention was his face. Oh how magnificent his features were! Truly indeed. His hair was black like a crows and styled as an undercut but nothing hideous like Jeans. No his was simply amazing. His bangs touch his eyebrows but part to the left side of his face, close to the middle. His eyes are grey but I make an assumption that they shine silver when he's interested or in the right lightening. His nose and lips are perfectly aligned on his face. His lips look so soft maybe if I taste them...
"Hmm? What was that sir?" I added the sir only because he could be in a superior Estate and it would be rude if I didn't. "You're in the middle of a crime scene and you're just going to wait for the soldiers to arrive. How ignorant can you possibly be?" I blink several times before my eyes widen and I realize what will happen if I linger for too long. "Oh...thanks!" I wave as I walk past him. "What about the bread?" I stop in my tracks and turn to face him. "What bread?" He sighs and grabs the skin between his eyes. "The loafs in the store that you need. To eat. Food. Does any of this sound familiar?" I shake my head and look down at him since he's shorter than be. This probably offends him but I can't help it! "I'm not a thief, I don't take things I can't pay for." My voice comes out smooth and kinda scary. I wish it wasn't this time. "Oh is that so? I'd except you to take it. I am." He walks into the store and takes four loafs from their selves he also drops the exact amount of cost on the floor near the body before joining me outside again. "Here take this I won't judge." His hand holds out two loafs of bread. My hand reaches for it but I lower it and hiss. "I'm not a thief I'm not taking it." I turn to head home but a hand grabs my wrist and pulls me into an ally. I thrash around but the grip is too tight for me to throw off. When we're far enough in, the hand releases me and I slam against a brick wall. I gasp for the sudden pain and hold my head as I rest against the wall. "Take it or I'll beat the shit out of you, brat." I shake my head, ready to reply when horse's trots can be heard approaching the store. A soldiers horse passes the ally paying no attention to us, most likely not even knowing we're here. "Stay quiet if you wish to see the sun again." The man whispers to me as he crouches down beside me. Time tics away before the soldier, that's armed with a gun, settles back on his horse and leaves. I sigh with relief but a hand makes me jump. He has one arm, his right I believe, beside my head to block my escape. He's in front of me now with all four loafs under his left arm. "Take one or I'll beat you." He repeats. I glare at him, slightly pissed off, then shake my head no. His eyelids lower showing a very pissed of side of this man. "Oh so still no?" His head comes closer to mine until our noses touch. "Still a no?" He whispers making me tremble as his breath hits my lips. I lean forward slightly as my eyelids start to lower, naturally. "Y-yes" I muster out with all the strength I have left. I haven't been this close to another person in a year and its been one hell of a lonely year. "A yes to take the bread or a yes for saying no? Which is it?" His eyelids start to droop like mine as his free hand moves from the wall to my cheek. "N-no I can't take t-the bread, sir." His thumb strokes my cheek as my hands slither up his back. I rest my right on his neck and my left on his lower back. His breathing hitches "then I'll convince you to say yes" as I'm about to response with a no or I doubt that, his lips graze across mine. He purposely slide those soft lips on mine to seduce me, didn't he? A growl vibrates through my throat which makes him chuckle. "Anxious are we? Hmm I thought you would certainly prefer girls over," he moves his hand up to my right hand and takes hold it, intertwining our fingers together. "A man like me." He smirks when my hand squeezes lightly. His cloak is moved aside so than now only I can see in. Partly because my left arm is wrapped around his lower back inside of his cloak. White pants, brown boots that go up to his knees, and a white button-up with a cravat is shown. "Oh-h I prefer men over women. I-I like the feel-" as I say the last part his knee leans on my groin. "You're young but I like your eyes. Thy name?" His voice, oh it's so smooth, makes my breathing hitch. "Um Eren jaeger. And thy?" He grins and moves closer "levi" I jump forward and pull him in for a kiss. Surprised he isn't able to stop me as my lips connect with his. I move my lips to deepen the kiss making him growl deep in his throat. I lick his bottom lip until he opens his mouth for me. Without hesitating I slide my tongue into his mouth and twirl our tongues around in a passionate game of war. Who's dominate; me or levi. When he shoves me back into the wall hard I cry out. He takes advantage and starts a trail of kisses and licks from my mouth to my collar bone. "T-that's so unfair" I breath out. He only smirks and bites my neck making me moan in pain and pleasure. "Ah levi!" My eyes squeeze together and my breathing stops when he nips my ear. "Sensitive there hm? Better to always check twice." My eyes widen as he nips me again and another moan leave my lips. He hums in satisfactory then leans back away from my heated and drooling face. "Oh dear look what you've done now brat. My buttons' broken off." He points to an area on his shirt where a button should be. In my hand lays the button. "Oh I'm sorry I didn't even notice! Don't worry my sister can sew it back on in no time." He stands up and extends a hand to me. I take it and am hauled up to my feet. He motions for me to take the lead so I walk in front of him, taking him to my home. As we walk I try to start a conversation.
"Why were you at the market today?" I slow down to walk beside him. "Same reason as you, brat." With my eyes wide and my mouth slightly open, I turn to look closely at him. "How did you know?" He raises an eyebrow and frowns. "You were going to the bakery, correct? I saw you as you were walking there." I release a kept in breath and bump into him lightly. "Oh, did I look amazing when I jumped in through the window? I bet I looked manly-as-hell." I cross my arms and give a crooked smile. He shakes his head and pushes me away gently. "You're ignorant, and you lack this "manly-as-hell". Definition?" My smile widens and I rub against him again. "Hmmm okay. To be as one would call superior to another male in a way that... Impresses the ladies." Then I wrap my left arm around his waist. "Or the men, if ya' know what I mean. " I wink at him, this better work. I didn't just make out with this hot shit to be left like trash so soon. "Oh dear me, are we a cocky one, Eren? I suppose at your age it's only normal." As I'm about to reply we reach the house. "Oh here it is!" I grab his hand and lead him to the front door but then stop and turn to him. "We don't have a door and this board is difficult to remove. Would you mind going in through the window?" Sweat drops off my face. He looks annoyed and a little expressionless. "I'm fine with that." Like hell you are but if you're not going to complain... I knock on the window's glass until Mikasa slides the bottom part open, looking more than just annoyed.
"Eren, what have I told you? Don't knock so many times!" When she steps back I take some of Levi's bread and hand it to her. She gladly takes them but I climb in and take them from here. "These aren't ours. They're his." Levi swiftly climbs in as expected he's short and skinny. When levi looks a bit relaxed I give him his bread and lead him to our kitchen.
"Mikasa has some thread here somewhere." I say as I reach up on the top of the counter and search for her kit. My hand skims over it "there you are!" I lean up on my toes and get a firm grip on the bag before pulling it down. Mikasa enters the kitchen and raises an eyebrow at me and my visitor.
"Who's this, Eren?" She should have sounded curious or even calm but...she sounded angry. What the hell did I do now?! "Um...levi? Oh Mikasa could you help sew up his shirt? I broke his button off..." Her eyes narrow before turning to glare at levi. He glares back. The tension starts to rise as their death glares heat up. Afraid and confused I step in between them , naturally to try and break up this conflict. "Mikasa here's your tools and the button. Levi if you could remove your shirt it would help Mikasa." Both of them huff out a fine and do as I ask. Sweat drips down my face, I'm alive. "Next time Eren tell me when you bring second Estate trash home. I'll try to clean the place up." My eyebrow raises with confusion and question. "Second Estate? Levi's not from the second Estate...or at least I don't believe so..." I mumble. Levi takes hold of my hand and pulls me closer. What the hell? As my eyes find his I become paralyzed. His grey eyes gaze deeply into mine causing my cheeks to heat up with embarrassment. And I'm closer to his chest. That very nice built pale chest with pink buds- okay that a no no to think about near family. "Oh...um...le-vi..." I stutter, his fingers squeeze mine. How is he so comfortable without his shirt on? Why am I even worrying about it?
"What's thy relation to Eren?" His voice almost growls. What is he pissed about? He looks absolutely fuckable at the moment though. "I'm his sister and thy's?" She looks and sounds dangerous. She better not have a knife behind her back. "His lover" he says nonchalantly, wait what!? My face heats up and I jump with surprise. Lovers? We haven't had sex yet! "Oi Eren you didn't tell me you had sex yet. I thought we were closer than that. You keeping secrets from me is harsh." Oh dear she sounds sad now. Fuck fuck fuck. "Um well we haven't, I mean I haven't had sex. Yet with em or...anyone for that matter." I scratch my neck with my empty hand and stare at the floor. I said yet. I said yet. I SAID YET! God damnnit this isn't going well. If I look into her eyes she'll attack me but if I look at his I'll melt away. "Oh really, a virgin are we? Even better." Levi ducking coos. My ears are fucking on fire, my cheeks have melted away, and my knees are threatening to give in. "So do you plan on marring Eren first or should I make the bed now?" Mikasa taps her foot as she waits for a reply. "Mikasa! It's too early for this! At least wait for Armin. And we can't even marry, Mikasa." I mumble the last part. Hopefully they both will forget about this by the time he comes home. Armin usually gets back just before the sun sets. Awkward silence fills the room. Mikasa has her eyes set on levi's, she doesn't even blink while she taps her foot. It's like she's begging him to snaps. Though when I look over to levi it's no better. He's in the same position with his arms crossed and a scowl on his face. The tension rises back up and I fail to push it down. Minutes tick by as their glaring games continue. Oh bother this is the worst bring-your-future-partner-home-to-meet-the-family ever. I may or may not have ever done this. May not is closer to the truth.
"Oh look at the time! I guess I have to take levi home. It was nice having ya over!" One hour went by before I finally couldn't stand it. I start to drag him out but Mikasa digs her nails into my arm. The skin is probably bleeding from how sharp her nails are. "Wait I haven't even started sewing his shirt up." Curses and foul words escape my mouth as all three of us lean against the counter in silence. I sadly was put between them, pray for my soul. A knock on the window breaks the silence. Without another passing second I run and slam the window open for armin. I'm greeted with a horrible sight. Jean, Connie, Armin, and Sasha wave from below. So Sasha must be well enough to be walking. That's great. I hesitantly move back to allow them entrance. I only step in to help Sasha up when she starts to fall. "Thanks eren, you're so sweet. So where's the food?" I laugh as I swing my arm over her neck. "I'm starting to think our relationship is based on food. I know you didn't leave Connie just for food." I tease her. Connie growls at me. "Get of my wife you bastard!" He takes a fighting stance. Which happens to be a horrible one. His arms form a circle and his legs are bent. "Oh Connie." Sasha coos. I release her and step into the kitchen to check on the progress. Levi is pulling his shirt on as Mikasa puts her thread away. "Oh Mikasa my true love! Where are tho?!" Jean yells as he marches after me. "Go back to eating hay, horse face!" "How about you go suck a cock jaeger!" He retorts back. I ready my fist for a punch when a cold hand touches my forearm. "Are these you're friends?" Levi asks to probably clear my mind. "Yeah. This is horse face." Jean blushes a little and stares at levi. "Um Eren?" He points at levi and cocks his head to the left. "It's my boy...friend." I say as smoothly as I could. It wasn't smooth enough. "Ha! You dating him? As if you're just his mistress, Eren." My fist forms but I'm pushed into the living room before words can leave my mouth. Levi grabs my ear as drags me to our company. "Okay so this is Armin and that's Connie and Sasha. This is levi my boyfriend." I say awkwardly after he releases me. Damn him for making me say this. "Oh? How'd you guys meet?" Armin asks with a smile. "We bumped into each other after the bakery..." I slam my mouth shut as Mikasa, Armin, and Sasha give confused looks. "What about the bakery, Eren?" Connie asks letting me know I fucked up cause his wife doesn't know nor needs to. "He bought some bread and I helped him...choose it?" I state and shrug my shoulders. Mikasa stomps over and grabs my ear until it turns red. "You're lying, your ear's red." I hold my ear down as pain courses through it. "Hell yeah it is! You just tried to rip it off!" The others laugh awkwardly beside levi, who pulls me away from the demon and starts rubbing my ear soothingly. "Tell the truth Eren. Did you steal those loafs?" My eyes almost burst. "Don't accuse me of things women." I point my finger at her and stare her down. If anybody else had been accused of that they might not be so angry but I certainly wasn't just anybody. "Eren don't be so serious it's only a joke right?" Jean says as his arm wraps around Mikasa waist. "S-so we came on over to tell all of ya the great news!" Sasha says with a big smile. "I'm pregnant!" The room turns suddenly into a brighter one as we all crowd around her and give her congratulations. When I turn to see levi standing alone I walk over to him. "You're not very social are you?" He glares at me before sighing and turning away. "I guess I should get going now." I give him a smile and pull him in for a hug. His arms wrap around my waist as I nuzzle the top of his head. His hair smells so damn good. "Oi Eren" his voice is muffled from my clothes. "Yeah?" "Can I come over again tomorrow?" I smile and squeeze him. "Of course anytime! Well I also work in the market if you ever wanna see me then." He nods his head then leans up and kisses me. In front of the whole house of wandering eyes. A crowd of o's and ah's fill the room making levi step back and give a death glare. Everyone but Mikasa shys away from it. She only returns it. "See you tomorrow brat." I wave as he leaves, jumping through the window. "See ya!" I yell out. It wasn't until later that night I realized he left the loafs here, on purpose too. That bastard I won't be seeing him again. He just took pity on a poor boy and decided to pretend to be in love so he could just fucking never come back? Fuck him then and his good-looks! Falling asleep that night was more difficult than taking care of the mess in my pants later in the morning.