Levi has always been... Plain. He doesn't do anything to standout because, well, he doesn't like all the attention. So hearing him sing around the apartment we share, it's nice. Only i know of his amazing singing voice and the fact that he feels comfortable singing around me; i feel like such a girl. The best part is that he does it at random times. Sometimes he doesn't even know he's singing. Like yesterday when he was cutting my hair.

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"...and when we go don't blaaamme uuuss~", he sang. At times i forget Levi is the most emoish shit i know. I watch my hair fall down the cloth Levi put on me to keep my hair off my clean shirt. The chair im sitting on isn't that nice.

"im done babe. Don't straighten your hair cause your hair is already straight you lil brat." he pulls my hair slightly so i can look at him. God, he has the most amazing eyes i have ever seen. I smile up at him and get a little peck on the lips. To my surprise, the singing doesn't stop.

" I see you lying next to me. With words I thought I'd never speak, Awake and unafraid, Asleep or dead..."

"Babe, you know what would be a major turn on, you cutting your hair! No, better yet moving all your hair to the left side of your face so you look all punk. God you have to do that for me. Its gonna look so hot! Especially with your undercut."

Eren, sitting on my lap facing me and fucking up my hair. How the fuck did i meet him again? Better yet, how did i fall so hard for him? He always seems to amaze me. He's so fucken sparkly while im all dark shades. It was probably he's green eyes. Yeah it was his green eyes... And his smile. I bet you that it can cure cancer.

"are you even listening?!" oh right, he's talking to me.

"but of course i am. You want me to mess around with my hair."

He just stares at me with a frown. Nice going Levi, fucking up already and its only eleven in the morning. Sometimes i try a little too hard to please Eren. Not that i mind, i really don't but Eren always tells me that the little things i do for him is more than enough. I don't know what he means by the 'little things' i do but if it makes him happy.

"i wish my hair was as soft and nice looking as yours."

I look at him with a blank look. Is that why he's frowning?

"i like your messy hair. Makes you look... younger." I run my hands threw his hair. I really do like his hair.

"You sound like a pedophile!", he laughs. "You creep! Get away from me!" he only laughed louder as he got up and walked away.