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Warning: A little intimacy in later chapters and a lot of swearing, thanks to our little-vertically-challenged character :D

Fate is like a strange unpopular restaurant, filled with odd waiters who bring you things you never asked for and don't always like.
-Lemony Snicket

~Chapter One: A Hundred Meters High with Mr. Stranger~

Eren was completely staring into space, standing in the midst of a crowd.

The roar of the screaming children and adults were drowned in his ears and his eyes were blurred with tears, unable to comprehend why was there a sea of people around him. His held his phone in his right hand loosely and if someone were to accidentally bump into him, they would without a doubt knock his phone out of his hand. But he wasn't conscious of that, either.

His head was still filled with nothing but the same sentence his boyfriend uttered from the other line of his ended call: I'm breaking up with you.

The brunet sniffled and began walking without destination in mind. He remembered that he was in the amusement park, where he was supposed to meet his boyfr—ex-boyfriend and ride all the attractions that they wanted to get on before...well, before the break-up.

Suddenly, Eren's eyes flashed dangerously and he stopped in his tracks.

"How dare he do this to me..." he muttered between his teeth. He closed his eyes and attempted to calm his nerves by breathing in and out, until someone really fucking did it and bumped into him. His iPhone clattered on the ground and then the next second, the person's expensive polished shoe was on his precious device. His sight heightened and he could see that there were cracks visible. And Eren was ready to flip.

"What the fu—"

Eren trailed off as he turned to face the offender who, by the way, turned out to be half a foot shorter than he was. However, those laser-beam-like eyes with dark half-moon circles underneath were enough to send Eren back to his six-year-old crybaby-self.

"You brat," the stranger hissed under his breath, his teeth seemed to look like canines of a wolf in Eren's eyes and his tone showing promise of death. The younger man could have sworn that he really did see that nasty glint in the other man's gray eyes.

And Eren cried.

It started with tears flowing one by one, until he full-blown sob and cry in the middle of the freaking pathway of people walking back and forth around the stands.

"I'm soooo sowwrry!" Eren sobbed out, voice muffled by his cries at the back of his throat. He rubbed his eyes in an attempt to stop his tears, not managing to see the vein that pulsed on the forehead of the stranger in front of him. Why would he apologize wasn't even known to him.

"Stop. Fucking. Crying. You, shitty brat," the black-haired man ground out between his teeth as he pulled Eren away from the stares of people, and the pointing fingers of many children who looked a little more-than concerned about the man who randomly cried in the middle of the freaking road.

"Mama! He made onii-san cry!"

"Shh. They'll hear you."

"Oh. Look at that. He really has the nerve to create a scene."

"Youngsters."

"What are they doing?"

"Why is he crying?"

"What? Are they breaking up?"

After the last comment, Eren was dragged to a bench, shaded by a tree that was meant to be a decoration but it was thanks to the adornment that they were shielded from the many weird stares of people. The younger man sat there and wiped his tears harshly on the pads of his palms. There was stillness, but Eren knew that the stranger was still in front of him and was probably waiting for him to stop his whole mess, with little patient threatening to snap any second now.

Finally breaking the silence, the gray-eyed man growled, "What the fuck is wrong with you, kid?" The harsh tone of his voice made Eren flinch and he lowered his hands from his eyes to his laps, looking everywhere but the said irritated man in front of him.

"I-I-I'm sorry!" Eren exclaimed and lowered his head to apologize. Then, something clicked in his mind that made him look at the man abruptly, almost getting a whip-lash.

"W-Wait... Why am I apologizing to you when you were the one who broke my phone?!" He yelled out as he pointed an accusing finger to the black-haired man.

Eren stopped for a moment when he realized that he never properly look at the stranger. The same scary expression was plastered on the shorter man, but Eren didn't notice until now how sharply defined the former's features were; a little pointed nose, a strong jaw and a pair of thin lips. His raven hair was parted in the middle and the sides were shaved, kinda like an army under-cut hairstyle. He was wearing torn, dark blue jeans and a black blazer over a white v-neck shirt. Eren swallowed, not knowing what to say about the embarrassing difference between the maturity oozing from the man compared to his.

"First of all, phones get fucking dropped all the time by spoiled brats like you. (Eren jumped at the hostility of the man) Second, you were the one walking like you fucking owned the road. (Eren flinched again, shoulders shaking) And third, you caused unnecessary shit by bawling your fucking eyes out in the middle of the fucking crowd like a—"

The stranger stopped in his rant as Eren began crying again, fresh tears escaping his eyes. The brunet sniffled and rubbed the mucus flowing down from his nose with his sleeve, and the shorter man cringed, mentally and physically repulsed.

"Oh, for the love of god..." the black-haired man muttered under his breath, trying to make sense if this young man in front of him was really crying. Again. "You're really like a child."

The brunet avoided looking at the man in front of him, humiliated by the fact that he looked really pathetic that moment. But he was startled when he felt a soft sensation brushing over his eyes, and he gathered up his remaining dignity to glance up at the stranger.

"You look really pathetic." Wow, thanks for stating the obvious, Eren thought sardonically, but he was really surprised that the annoyed old man who was about to blow a fuse just half a minute ago, was wiping his tears away on his face with his handkerchief. He was close enough to see that the stranger's eyes were tinted blue and not all steel-gray, but he also made out the distaste contorted on the stranger's face, and Eren tugged away the cloth from his hand to take over in wiping his self-diminuting tears. He took the chance to blow his nose, too.

"That's disgusting," gray-eyed man said between his teeth and keeping away from the brunet. "Don't you dare return that to me, brat."

Eren nodded immediately, knowing that he couldn't go against the five-feet-three mass of menacing aura. He felt bad, though, because the handkerchief seemed to be a lot expensive and nicer than his whole outfit altogether.

"I-I'll wash it," Eren said softly, ears turning red from embarrassment and holding the piece of cloth tightly in his hand. He heard a sigh which made him look at the stranger again, and Eren almost forgot his manners. He spoke to thank the man, which ended up becoming awkward the next second.

"Thank you for the handkerchief!"

"I'm sorry for crushing your phone."

They spoke simultaneously, with the stranger saying his piece a a lot softer than Eren did. But Eren did hear it. The black-haired man was even handing his cracked smartphone to him, which the brunet gingerly took. He sighed, knowing that he had to go to a repair shop or just buy a new one, if he could even afford another one. He had some money from his part-time—

"I'll fix it," the man took away his phone again, which Eren attempted to grab back but he wasn't fast enough. The stranger pocketed Eren's phone in his jacket and Eren protested, "I can fix it!"

"How about you wash my handkerchief and I'll return this to you undamaged?" The gray-eyed man suggested, face not showing anything; not even a sign of irritation anymore.

"Eh... but...," Eren hesitated. This would mean that he would not have any source of communication with his friends or important people in his college for god-knows-how-long.

"It would only take two days, given my work schedule," the man answered his thoughts, startling Eren.

"Ah. Okay, then," the brunet agreed, smiling a bit. He didn't even question on how would they exchange their possessions for he was too overwhelmed about the series of events that just happened.

"So you were crying because you got ditched and was dumped by your girlfriend?" It came out more of a statement than a question, but it broke Eren's smile and his blood boiled at the sudden intrusion of the subject.

It was a boyfriend, you scary bastard, Eren thought, but he continued to painfully tug his lips upwards.

"I don't think it is any of your business, sir," Eren gritted out, eye twitching in annoyance. He didn't want to think about it. No, he wouldn't think about freaking Jean, that lying-son-of-a—

"Let's get on to that ride," the stranger suddenly intercepted his thoughts and pointed at the ride across from them. Eren looked at what he was pointing at and he thought that maybe the ride was at least 80 meters. He was suddenly up for any challenges and thought that he really would just rather enjoy his time here and his ticket, without thinking of that—

"Oi. Are you just going to stand there like an idiot?" the older man asked, a few feet away from Eren already. The latter sighed in exasperation and jogged towards the black-haired man, briefly wondering if the stranger would be able to take the ride, given his age. He's probably like in his late 20's though; shouldn't be a big deal, the brunet thought. He didn't even notice that he was already distracted by the man, and it had just been five minutes after their horrifying encounter.

"You didn't even give me your name," the brunet said. The Levi merely glance at him for a second before facing forward. They were strapped into their seats securely, and the ride was starting to move. They were rising into the sky in a painfully slow speed and the brat had this shit-eating grin on his face to show his excitement while Levi showed indifference.

"It's Le—"

And they were dropped. He didn't know, maybe from 140 meters? The ride he thought was only 80 meters was actually doubled that and he really could feel the freaking wind mushing his face like a piece of clay in the air.

"Whoooooop!" He heard the green-eyed brat screamed happily. Well, at least he wasn't crying like a freaking toddler anymore.

When the ride stopped, Levi felt cold sweat on the back of his neck and he was completely repulsed by the thought because if he hated something more than anything in this damn universe, it would be dirt or sweat or just being utterly disgusting and dirty and gross and sweaty and—you get the idea.

"That was nice," the brat exhaled a breath and smiled big. Levi didn't know why would such a cheery teenager like him would randomly lose some screw in his head in the middle of the fucking crowd and cry horrifically. It wasn't amusing, to say the least.

"Oh, my name is Eren, by the way," the green-eyed teen said as they exited out of the area. Levi was about to introduce himself but the brunet got distracted by the ice cream truck.

He shook his head in utter disappointment and mild amusement, and Eren looked at him with confused expression on his face. And no, it wasn't adorable (period). "You really are like a child."

"Sure, sure. Whatever," the brat laughed.

Eren bought ice cream, and Levi made sure that both his and the brat's phones were in his inside pockets. Though, he was sure that he could just buy a new one if he dropped it by accident.

The afternoon rolled by and the night came. On the wooden bench near the fountain were two guys who looked like they practically lost their souls. The black-haired man looked like he was exhausted beyond his expectations as he laid his head on the bench with his arm cushioning it, his body turned to the side, and his blazer taken off, lying on the bench. Eren didn't look any better because he already took off his shoes, legs stretched out, his head bent leaning backwards and arms stretched wide on the bench. This time, they didn't care if they got weird looks from other strangers.

A sudden shuffling and the crinkling sound of a plastic bag tore the silence between them.

"Bleechh—"

Levi basically threw up everything he had in his stomach from morning up to that point. Eren's chest weighed with sympathy but with slight hilarity because he didn't think that the stranger who made him cry earlier would be puking next to him.

"You shouldn't have forced yourself," Eren said, voice was hoarse and cracking from screaming.

"Sh-Shut up, brat! Bleechh—"

Eren leaned in closer to the black-haired man and patted his back, which gradually turned into a soothing massage. Levi didn't complain or even let his pride get in the way anymore because it really did eased the convulsions of his innards, as much as he hated to admit it. The kid really gave good massages. And it made him shudder at the one-layer-away physical contact.

"Better?" Eren asked nicely. Levi just nodded.

They sat back in peace, exhaustion weighing on their shoulders and Levi got up before he could be completely taken over by the tiredness rolling behind his eyes.

"I have a car," he stopped and looked down at the younger man, "do you want a ride?"

The brunet didn't want to ask for more favors from the man who basically gave him some company for this particular shitty day. However, he really didn't feel like asking any of his best friends for a ride either because they would probably skin him alive in order to get answers from him. He really wasn't in the mood to respond to questions that would lead to that topic.

"Are you just gonna sit there or what?"

Eren then said, "I don't even know your name and you're asking me to get into your car? How would I know that you're not a psychopathic dentist whose hobby is to pull teeth out of—"

"Oh, Jesus. You never shut up, do you?" the black-haired man interrupted, tapping his foot impatiently. Eren slowly got up and looked him in the eye. Levi wouldn't admit that it stopped everything for a second—the slight buzz of the people in the background, the music from the small arcade, the screaming in the distance—as he stared back to those clear green eyes. Eren's eyes were full of that innocence and honesty and so much more he couldn't point out.

He snapped out of it, looked away and jabbed his thumb to the direction of his car.

Eren obediently followed him and it was weird how they got comfortable around each other that day; with a little chat on the side and just riding stuff around the amusement park for ten whole freaking hours. They questioned each other with some stupid things, like 'What's your favorite food?', 'Do you eat burgers?', 'Do you have a fish or a dog?', and it kept things interesting.

"What exactly is your job?" Eren asked, stopping in front of a silver Maserati. Suspicion raised his voice an octave higher and Levi just snorted at the inexperience of the teen.

"A hitman."

"I'm not getting in." Eren backed up.

Levi rolled his eyes. "Part of a syndicate."

"Holy shit. No."

"I'm joking, brat. I'm a lawyer."

Eren narrowed his eyes in suspicion and Levi was really tempted to laugh, but that would absolutely ruin his character. The brunet got in anyway, but not before Levi showed some evidence, like his ID. Thus, finding out the identity of the benevolent stranger.

"So your name is Levi," the green-eyed brat mumbled when they got into the car. Eren would never admit how the name of the not-so-stranger-anymore fit his decent looks. Okay, maybe more than decent. His eyes wandered inside of the expensive vehicle and he was careful not to touch anything because he knew so well how much his bank account would pale in comparison to the cost of one part of this car.

"And your name is Eren. I think we already established that, brat."

"Why are you calling me brat?" the younger man asked, slightly annoyed when he realized that Levi had been treating him like a kid the entire day.

"Because you're a kid. You're like, what? 50 years younger than I am?" Levi deadpanned.

"Excuse you. I'm probably just 5 years younger than you. I'm 22, old man," Eren sassed.

Levi just stared at him for whole three-seconds and during that time, Eren stared back.

And Levi laughed. Just for a short moment, but he did the deed.

"You really are a child," Levi said as his laughter ceased. The gray-eyed man didn't really expect that Eren would think he was still in his 20's. The naive guy was still looking at him like Levi just grew another mouth next to his original one, because he could not believe that the demon stranger he met a while ago could manage this sincere, whole-hearty laugh. And it strangely warmed Eren in the inside, which made everything weird for him.

"I'm 31, stupid." Levi smirked and Eren blinked. No, he did not just think that was sexy as hell. And what?!

"What?!" the teen exclaimed. "That's bullshit."

"Want another look at my ID?"

"No way... But, you don't look like a 31-year-old old man!"

"Can you drop the "old" man, brat?" Levi grumbled unhappily.

"Then, stop calling me brat, old man," Eren remarked. They were glaring at each other, emerald green eyes clashing with those blue-tinged gray ones. And they both erupted in laughter.

Levi didn't know when was the last time he genuinely show this side of him to anyone—carefree, happy, and young. He did feel like he was a teenager again, even though he was supposed to be a 31-year old lawyer whose boring life was to remain in an isolated cubicle in the law firm almost everyday from 7 in the morning 'til 10 at night. Why would he overworked himself was unbeknownst to him. And somehow, Eren ended that cycle of misery.

Eren also didn't mean to have this much fun after just experiencing the most shittiest break-up in the record of the most shittiest relationships. If he were told that he would be spending a day with a stranger, he would have laughed at their face because his best friend, Mikasa, would no doubt kick the stranger's ass just for talking to him.

Which made him snap back to reality and cursed out loud.

"Ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod. Mikasa is going to skin me alive," Eren cried out, putting his face on his hands and dreading going home.

"You alright?" Levi asked, unsure if Eren was having another childish episode.

The green-eyed young man looked at Levi with begging look. "Please, take me home before I get killed."

The raven-haired man raised an eyebrow, and started the engine. They were out of the parking lot in no time, with Eren sweating nervously in his sweat and rubbing his sweaty palms on his pants.

"Is she that scary? Your girlfriend?" Levi asked, breaking the silence.

"She's not my girlfriend. And for the record, I dated a guy."

Levi shrugged the last part off like it didn't matter, though it was actually really did matter, and pressed on, "So why are you scared of this woman?"

"I'd rather not think about the horrible experience that some of my friends had because of me...and well, her. My best friend is rather protective," Eren explained. He sighed, tiredness sweeping him off the passing scenery outside and he let out a yawn.

"What's your address?" Levi asked instead. Eren managed to answer him before he drifted off to lalaland, not even bothering to think that he could have just used Levi's phone to call Mikasa...but that would probably lead to another bad thing which he'd rather not think about.

They were at their destination, but Levi didn't know what to do at his current situation. Eren was sleeping, his head almost slipping off the headrest, and his arms were lying on his side. Levi glanced at the apartment building and noticed that there were only a few lights lit up. It was already 12:10 am.

"Aren't you gonna get in trouble?" Levi hissed at the sleeping figure and he leaned in closer to Eren, trying to wake up the brunet. The young man stirred, his head totally slipping off the headrest and Levi was glad that he was able to catch Eren's head on his shoulder.

"You have to wake up, you know—" Levi was cut off as he turned to look at the young man beside him. He really did look like a teenager, with slightly-tanned skin and boyish features. His eyelashes were mad long, and Levi found that genuinely attractive. Not that he would admit that out loud.

"I spent one day with him and I'm getting all mushy," Levi muttered under his breath, attempting to look away from the tempting young man on him. But it was difficult and somehow, Levi found himself leaning more closer until his lips hover the green-eyed brat's forehead.

I'm probably gonna regret this was his final thought and Levi finally pressed his thin lips on the smooth temple of the young man, who was suddenly breathing unevenly but Levi didn't even notice it. He was busy trying to get a hold of the rampaging beast inside of his chest, namely his heart.

The older man turned his face to the front and really resolved to wake the heck up of the brat on his shoulder. He swiveled to his side again, raising his unpreoccupied hand to pinch the young man's cheek, but he was met with staring green orbs.

"Uh..."

Eren blinked. One, two, and three times before backing away slowly. Levi hastily put down his hand and looked everywhere but the brunet, not until he noticed the redness on the tips of the brat's ears and his cheeks tinted pink.

"I-I-I'm go-gonna go! T-T-Thank you f-for the r-ride!" Eren stuttered out. Badly.

Levi chuckled and he reached out to mess Eren's brown hair, which had some sticking out strands with the way he fell asleep. The blush on Eren's face deepened tenfold, which made the older man smirk in more satisfaction.

"Y-You're we-welcome," Levi stammered, mocking Eren. He then said, "See you later, brat."

Eren removed his seatbelt and attempted to narrow his eyes on Levi to glare at him, but it didn't work when the black-haired man was obviously having fun making fun of him. However, he really owed him.

"Thanks...for giving me company today."

Levi looked a bit surprised and Eren, for the third time of the day, was shocked by Levi because the latter was wearing a small genuine smile on his face. It was... really softening and wonderful, and Eren suddenly didn't want Levi to do that around other people.

As if I have any right... Erin's mind trailed off.

The green-eyed young man got out of the car, and Levi was going to unbuckle his seatbelt, too, but Eren stopped him by holding out a hand.

"You don't have to see me off. Just...drive safely and good night, Levi," he said softly.

"...Okay. Good night, Eren."

Eren closed the door but not after he gave an endearing smile to Levi, who swallowed the invisible lump in his throat and restrained himself from really getting out of his car. He didn't want to look desperate.

However, it was Eren who came back knocking on his window.

"What? Forgot something?" Levi asked, eyebrows meeting together in confusion. Eren contemplated before opening the car carefully.

"Yeah. Phone and..." He leaned in and Levi felt a pair of lips pressed on his right cheek. Eren pulled back quickly, "...that."

Nothing was said after that and Eren, out of adrenaline soaring through his veins and his mind being filled with nothing but blood (making him ultimately red), slammed the door of the Maserati with a little too much force that made Levi jump. Eren hurried back to the front door of his apartment building but not without hearing Levi's last words of the night (or day, for that matter).

"Brat. You'll pay for the damages next time!"

Next time.

Oh, how those two words made Eren toss around in his bed that early morning, not even getting any wink of sleep until the sun really started rising. He totally forgot about his phone, webbed with cracks.

And unbeknownst to Eren, Levi was in the same, exact predicament.

The thought of those feathery kisses somehow left a promise of the beginning of many more beginnings for these two people.

A/N: Hello~! This is going to be my first SnK fan fiction! OMG XD I was excited to share this story because well, 1) it's the first time that I get to write a boyxboy story 2) I haven't written any stories in a while 3) I've only recently got myself into this fandom with no exits out (hahahaha) and 4) and lastly, I'm so in love with this pairing like holy crap, when SnK season 2 comes out I'll be squealing and shipping them so hard. XD

Please read and review~ Tell me what'd you think about this :D And PS: wondering if this should remain Rated T 0.0 Well...do you want...smut? XD

-See ya!
-CrimsonHazelEyes