Eren Jäger had always been an impulsive boy. May it be in the present time in the year 2014 or centuries back, when titans still roamed the Earth, when he had entered the army at 15, when he had found love in someone more than twice his age.

During those harsh times, the Lance Corporal of the Survey Corps, Humanity's Strongest, had looked for an escape way from the confines of the wall and the crushing reality of battle. Just like everyone else as soon as night came. The boy had come to his Heichou, being the impulsive little shit that he was, and told him how he felt. And then, what should have been purely physical became something else.

The Corporal let Eren sleep with him in his bed, when he never let anyone do so before, not even Erwin fucking Smith.

The two cuddled and took showers together.

During training, some touches would linger longer than necessary.

Gazes would be fixed on certain body parts that had nothing to do with

the use of the 3DMG.

And then, the two became inseparable in battle.

Each glance, each flip of the body held meanings and they understood the other like if they were one. They could predict the other's movements, and also protect each other. Their relationship grew.

They became lovers.

But never, never had they admitted their feelings.

Except when Eren died.

He had said the three words he had yearned to say from the first day his 'relationship' with Levi had started.

And then he was gone from the world.

In the present day, Eren Jäger had formed back his little group of friends, with a few exceptions. There was still Armin and Mikasa, but the two were not siblings anymore and only Armin remembered. Jean was still a jerk and Marco remained the angel incarnate, together with Historia. Those three also remembered every excruciating detail. Other members of the 104th trainee squad as well, but not everyone was there. Like Franz and Hannah, the two lovebirds.

Then there were the titan shifters, like Reiner, who remembered and had expressed a thousand apologies to Eren and co from the second he saw any of them. They had all forgiven him. Berthold didn't remember, as well as Annie. Then, Ymir was nowhere in sight, which saddened Historia.

However, there was one particular person.

A short, grumpy, exigent man that was also nowhere in sight. Eren didn't give a shit about Erwin or Hanji or Mike or Moblit. The only one who mattered was Levi. And surely, if some had come back, then certainly his love, his Corporal, his Levi would also be here, reborn into this more peaceful world. Eren, as soon as he started remembering Levi at 13, never lost hope in finding him. They would be reunited.

But presently, said green eyed boy was working in a coffee shop, the Maria Café in the Shiganshina district, was aged 20, and in his 3rd year in college as an art major. The bell chimed in with its usual 'ding' and Eren looked up ready to greet the customer with the smile that was mandatory.

All the air escaped his lungs as green met steely blue. The raven neared the counter and his posture seemed so familiar that Eren pinched himself under his apron.

It hurt. So he was not dreaming. It was definitely his Lance Corporal.

"Welcome to the Maria Cafe," Eren muttered, mustering a small smile.

Levi looked up at him, but it was not there. The glint of recognition that everyone had lit up in their eyes when they saw him if they remembered.

Eren understood then. Levi did not remember, and not seeing love in his eyes hurt the younger man more than he could think.

"Excuse me. Is Reiner Braun here?" Levi asked, and his voice was exactly the same, and it did things to Eren that made his skin tingle and lit his cheeks on fire. But what the fuck did Levi need Reiner for? Surely if Reiner had met Levi before he would have told Eren. The green eyed boy couldn't suppress the sudden flare of jealousy.

"Not yet. He's on his break but he'll be back soon. And you are?" Eren asked, hoping he was not too obvious.

"Levi. Levi Ackerman, Eren."

The way his name rolled off his tongue sent shivers up and down his spine, making Eren almost forget the little pang of jealousy. Almost. Gathering enough lucidity, Eren managed, "Will you have anything then, Levi?"

Levi chukled then, and his lips curved upwards.

"I'll leave the choice to you and, I'd also like your number."

Eren's cheeks were on fire then, reddening so much that the stop sign at the end of the road should have been jealous.

He prepared Levi a black tea with cream and sugar, just like his Heichou had loved back then. And with a marker, he wrote his number on.

Winning Levi over would be easier than what he thought if said man was interested in him. Levi sat at the counter bar, and sipped at his beverage. After the first gulp, he looked at Eren with surprise painted on his features, and that was a feat considering Levi rarely showed his emotions.

"How did you know I enjoyed sugar? Because I doubt I strike up as the

sweet tooth person."

Yes. For Levi, it was impossible for people to know he craved sweet things and enjoyed cakes and sweets. For the elemental reason that he always looked as if he had just killed a puppy.

But this Eren, this boy who gave him the impression that they had met once. The boy who had immediately gained all his attention till he nearly forgot why he had come to that coffee shop had prepared a marvel for a drink. The black tea was exactly how he loved it. Okay.

Now, his interest in the brown haired boy was undoubtedly burning.

"I'm just used to preparing it that way," Eren answered, not bothering to hide the pride swelling inside him to Levi.

The bell chimed in and both Eren and Levi turned around to see Reiner come in. At the sight of Levi, Reiner froze. He always did whenever he met another member of the scouting legion for the first time in that lifetime. He was going to spurt a thousand apologies when Eren shook his head, signalling Levi did not remember.

"Levi, this is Reiner. Reiner, Levi would like to see you," Eren said before he shuffled his feet some other place to let the two talk in a bit of more privacy, the little twitch of jealousy making a comeback, but not because of the same reason. He always got jealous whenever someone approached his Levi. Yes. His. In this lifetime or the past, Levi was his and his only.

But now that Eren knew that Reiner had not met Levi before, what would Levi want with a stranger?

"Reiner Braun? This is about your girlfriend, Annie Leonhart. Have you

heard from her recently?" Levi started.

"Yes. She called just yesterday. She is in Sina, visiting her father," Reiner answered.

"I'm afraid I have very bad news. Annie Leonhart is suspected in a series of murders around Sina. I am from the BAU, a department of the FBI. I came here so you would may offer us some help."

Reiner looked like a lost puppy. His Annie would be a serial killer?

Eren observed the two retreating bodies go out the door. He didn't know what they had talked about, but it had looked pretty serious, and if Reiner, who was the epitome of discipline, had forgotten to say he was out for the rest of the day, the news had to be real shit. Thinking back, he had seen Levi show an insigina... Did that mean his lover had once again joined a law enforcement legion? Seconds later, Eren had received a text which confirmed his earlier thoughts and brought a smile greater than the Colossal Titan's on his lips. It read:

"Now that's not really ethical but fuck it. Eren, would you like to meet for lunch as soon as this case is over?

Levi."

His favourite Lance Corporal had just invited him for lunch in a lifetime where he did not remember they had been lovers. Should Eren think they really were soulmates?