Hello everyone! This is my first fanfiction so please be gentle, I've never been confident enough with my writing to really try but this is just for fun. So I'm sorry if updates aren't consistent, I'm still unsure whether this will be more than a long one-shot, depends if I can find the inspiration lol
Anywho I will only give warnings now: swearing (definitely), mature themes (maybe), violence (likely), Triggering (slightly), gay sex (probably). Read at your own risk and disclaimer (I will also only write this once) characters are not mine but the plot is. The picture isn't mine either but it's a damn fine piece of work.
Side note: I am British so there may be words that many won't understand or aren't familiar with, just tell me if it's too confusing for an audience and I'll change it to something more universal.
Thank you very much for your time, now on with the story!
People can never quite understand anguish unless they experience it first hand. It's similar to how faith is accompanied by the unwillingness to believe in things that cannot be seen, heard, smelt, touched or tasted.
Yet hypocrisy lies in human nature and the brutal way in which we crave and search for knowledge. Only when people experience anguish will they wish they remained unaware and above all, ignorant.
Levi walked the busy streets of London, glaring intensely at the cobbled stones. He stepped this way and that with a graceful dexterity, avoiding the forming puddles with a determination that was a rarity to witness.
"Shouldn't have bought the cheapest fucking shoes. Waterproof my ass, you thieving bastard." The mutterings rose and dipped as the dark haired man narrowly avoided the oblivious passersby in search of decent shelter from the heaving rain.
Levi was in a tremendously bad mood. His earnings from last nights gig had been chopped in half when he slammed a patron into an expensive part of the bar. He knew he should be thankful he got paid at all but that was one of the few bars that didn't treat him like shit. A sigh escaped his pursed lips. He would probably have to double his crappy shifts at McDonald's.
"Watch it you fucking moron!" A man with a face resembling a cow's backside yelled, barging past Levi with alarming force, knocking him sideways. A ferocious frown wrinkled his face with a comforting familiarity. Disgusting. He strolled on, hunching his shoulders further inwards to help placate the evil straps from cutting craters into his neck.
Although, he'd rather deal with the mild pain of his weighty guitar than allow his roommate anywhere near it again. His frown deepened in remembrance. You'd think she'd learn to keep her hands to herself but Hanje was absolutely fearless, especially when concerning him. Frustrating didn't even begin to cover his feelings towards that train wreck of a med student.
Cars whizzed past, manipulating street lamps to playfully chase after them. The image resembled an oil painting with how rain clung to the vehicles vibrant colours, contrasting vividly against a drab city background. Levi gazed wistfully, the harsh frown melting from his face to form a gentle tilt of lips that many would find striking.
The squelching of cheap trainers, that would have been embarrassing in a quieter setting, was masked by the roar of traffic. Levi tutted in distaste at the moist feeling and replanned his route, It wasn't late enough for cafes or shops to have closed but his shared flat was still a while away. Plus, he needed something to curb his mounting anger away from the multiple bar managers he'd been interviewed by who didn't deem him talented enough to perform in their shitty bars. He had more talent in his piss than in their whole fucking bodies.
A coffee shop it is then.
"Thank God for caffeine." Grumbling, Levi turned to walk back to the main street but slammed into a human body. Stumbling back Levi grappled with his guitar case that nearly slid off in the collision.
"What the fuck-"
For several long seconds, Levi's only coherent thought became a colour.
Green. Very bright green.
It might be cliché to say that time stopped, but for Levi, it really did. He certainly wasn't expecting a person as dazzling as the one he happened to face plant into.
"I'm so sorry, are you okay!? It was completely my fault, I mean, who stops in the middle of the street to stare at cars, right? I'm really sorry."
A boy, for he could barely be described as a man was rambling apologies at a speechless Levi. Furrowed brows and anxious emerald eyes flitted in a state of nervousness while fiddling with a plastic shopping bag. With no umbrella and incredibly ill-suited clothes for a rainy Monday evening in March, he stood out as a peculiar individual. Levi liked peculiar.
Levi's brain seemed to kickstart.
"Why's a brat like you wandering the streets? Shouldn't you be in bed." Levi inwardly cringed. Is it a crime to be this socially inept? It should be.
The young man paused in his words as if searching for a reasonable explanation for such a hostile reaction.
"Huh?"
"Has Mummy gone missing?" Stop talking Levi. Subtly biting the inside of his lip he fumbled once more with his straps, increasingly uncomfortable with the situation that he fucked up big time. A wet shudder shook his shoulders. Levi glanced skywards.
It had officially started shitting it down.
"What's your fucking problem?" His pretty face had twisted into an ugly scowl. Levi felt guilt compress his lungs, he didn't like the scowl.
"Other than the fact that you need to use both eyes when walking down a busy ass street?" The pounding raindrops were nearly deafening. People, unaware of anything but themselves, walked around the drenched pair blocking the pavement. The roads had quietened, excluding the occasional passing car that rivalled the sound of the rain. Levi stared. The water clung to the boys' eyelashes, clumping them together and running down his cheeks in a mockery of tears, caressing his lips before disappearing beneath a checkered collar. Eyes burned with green fire, stirring Levi's lonely soul and igniting the unfamiliar feeling of captivation.
Shockingly fast, the young man swung a fist at Levi sending him stumbling backwards. Pain throbbed sweetly through his synapses like an old friend. Gasps erupted from the few who had stopped to watch the likely fight with wide eager eyes. Levi scowled fiercely. He hated unnecessary attention. Snapping his eyes forwards, Levi slowly rubbed his sore chin while glowering threateningly at gorgeous eyes that glinted with superiority. Anger flared within Levi, making his fingers twitch.
Well, that wouldn't do.
Levi's fist flew before he could process it, knocking the cocky shit off his feet and into a large puddle behind him. Satisfaction rippled through Levi before he caught sight of the brats plastic bag. Multiple eyes followed the shopping bag as it went skidding across the damp street into the path of an oncoming truck. Seconds dragged by as they all watched the truck approach at a frightening speed. Suddenly, the boy began to sprint towards the road and Levi knew from the moment that he scrambled to his feet.
He wasn't going to make it.
Fire raced through Levi's veins as he ran after the stupid brat. Reaching out he grabbed his collar and yanked with a strength fuelled by fear. The truck harmlessly fluttered a few auburn locks before the force of Levi's pull dragged him backwards into strong, secure arms. The boy yelled with frantic protests as the contents of his bag were crushed. The truck driver sped onwards, blissfully ignorant.
The boy slumped, staring at the remnants of his purchases with frozen disbelief while Levi effortlessly dragged the dead weight away from the road and the other shocked drivers. Once safe, Levi dropped the boy like a hot pan.
The rain continued to pour.
"What the fuck is wrong with you." Levi was shaking, hand clutching his guitar case's straps in a death grip. Muscles spasming with adrenaline and nerves shot, he gave himself permission to lecture the reckless kid in front of him.
"It's a fucking bag, what the fuck could have been important enough to risk your fucking life!"
"Shut up." The boy slowly got to his feet; his face hidden behind drenched hair. He stumbled slightly left towards the road and Levi's instant reaction was to reach for him again. A hand slapped his away, cracking their knuckles together in a painful collision which caused Levi to swear through gritted teeth. Furious green eyes distracted him from the pain.
"You don't know anything." He coldly stated.
"I know you would have been flatter than a fucking pancake if I hadn't dragged your stupid ass away from that truck. Don't they teach road safety in schools anymore." The boy looked ready to slug him again until a jolly ring tone disbanded the fizzling tension. The audience they had attracted attempted to leave inconspicuously, coughing politely to cover up the fact that they were enjoying some drama in their boring lives. Disgusting. Levi's glare was enough to scare the last few stragglers away.
The overcast skies were getting darker by the minute and the rain heavier. Levi sighed, relaxing his strained muscles he ran a hand through his hair as he reflected on how a day could become so shitty.
He knew he should have brought his broken umbrella.
Ruffling his soaked hair (Levi dreaded to think what he looked like, a wet rodent maybe), he subtly glanced around for the infuriating brat who'd stalked off moments before. He had situated himself below a sad excuse for a shelter and seemed to be speaking vehemently to someone over the cheap looking phone. Levi continued to gaze at the boy slightly starstruck, all his previous anger had evaporated.
He really was quite beautiful.
Levi felt a strange feeling encompass his body, making his legs manoeuvre themselves until he found himself standing above the crouching brunette. The boy had just removed the phone from his ear when he heard wet footsteps stop beside him. Levi received a frighting glare. A tingle went down his spine, warming his fingertips. Slowly, Levi squatted beneath the shelter but the boy turned his head to stare at his phone. An obvious dismissal.
"I'm sorry." Levi uttered with distracted eyes. Taking advantage of the closeness, he began to memorise the graceful dips and elegant arches of his side profile.
"For being a dick I mean, not that you helped much. Who'd of thought a puny thing like you would swing first." Levi's jaw snapped shut when he realised what was coming out of his mouth. So much for apologising. Levi rubbed his face with irritation and glanced at the boy again. Silence remained his only companion. He stubbornly persisted.
"My name's Levi." He tried once more, staring intently at damp brown hair. A few moments past. Exhaling heavily through his nose Levi stood reluctantly to his feet. If the brat didn't want to talk then he couldn't make him. He glanced once more at the green-eyed wonder before turning to walk away.
"Eren." Levi paused in his steps. The rain was far too loud for a whisper to be heard. Levi's trainers squelched as he faced the boy once more who was now staring at the wet tarmac. Unsure as to whether he had heard anything, Levi opened his lips to ask but was cut off by a sharp but pleasant voice.
"Look, I don't know what you're trying to do but just stop. Thanks for saving me but you should learn when someone doesn't need to be saved." With that the boy stiffly stood before purposefully striding down the street, leaving Levi standing in the pelting rain and clutching the straps of his case.
Levi was held captive by the retreating young man as understanding dawned upon him like a glorious sunrise. In that picturesque moment of dark streets, blinding headlights and a glowing half moon. Levi saw an echo of his past that had remained under lock and key for decades.
With conviction, Levi turned his back on the being who had effortlessly ensnared his attention and began the long walk back to his residence. Levi wouldn't pursue someone who didn't want to be pursued. After all, he wasn't the type to repeat his mistakes.