"Why?"

"Why what Jean? You should be more specific. Normal people can't understand what hors- mmm?!"

"Ignore him. Continue, please."

"Tsk. I mean, why do we have to get up at these ungodly hours while Heichou goes sleeping until breakfast?"

"Yeah, I've been wondering the same thing actually."

"Me, too."

"I'm hungry..."

"No surprise there..."

"You know, I don't really mind the hour or the training, just... it's so annoying that he's not doing it, too! As if he doesn't need to train!"

"Eren? What's with you? Why are you trembling?"

"You know... Just... be glad you don't have to deal with him this soon..."

"What; why?"

"...I don't want to talk about it."

"What Eren is trying to say is that Levi isn't much of a morning person."

"Gyaa!"

"Is that a cracker?!"

"Mine!"

"Hanji-san! Where did you come from?!"

"Never mind that; you should be more careful about what and where are you saying! One day someone you don't want to hear will and you'll be in trouble. By the way, Eren, I think you should hurry or you will be late."

"Shit!"

"Eren?"

"Let go, Mikasa!"

"Eren!"

"...Never knew he could run so fast..."

"And he didn't even thank me..."

"Where did he even go?"

"Uhm, Hanji-san... do you think you could get off me? You're heavy..."

"Eeeh? Are you saying I'm fat?"

"..."

My name is Eren Jaeger.

I used to be a normal boy who hated titans.

Then I turned out to be a titan myself and became 'humanity's hope'. (Fancy name, right? I like it, too.)

However... after this little incident involving broken 3DMG, shameless abuse of power, naive admiration, screwed-up tea, frustrated, two hours long lesson about tea and a lot of confused blushing (in this order) I started a relationship with Levi Heichou and subsequently was reduced to a multi-functional alarm-clock.

(When it was announced that I'd be taking over the position from Petra, she actually started crying tears of happiness. I guess that should have tipped me off a little...)

So now, every day, I have to wake up before everybody else, go to the kitchen, prepare a cup of strong tea and take it to Heichou's room. When there, I need to follow a strict procedure. I have to knock lightly, take off my shoes, carefully open the door and close it as soon as possible to prevent light coming in. Then I have to quietly (which should be admirable without practically seeing a thing) walk over to the bed, position the cup on the bedside table in its place perfectly and proceed to gently shake Heichou to consciousness. When I make sure he's 'awake' and sitting up, I'm allowed to leave the same way I came and attend to my preparations for training that would start exactly thirty minutes later.

It's absurd, but all this has to be done in precise order precisely on time. He sleeps like the dead but he just knows if you didn't do something or if you did it one second late. It's a superpower and a scary one.

If you do something wrong or make noise that is louder than a whisper, then it's like flipping the switch of death. He changes from the cute type of zombie that only wobbles around sluggishly to the scary type of zombie that runs around trying to eat you.

I once accidentally misplaced the cup by a centimetre so when he tried to grab it, he missed... It would be funny if it wasn't scary as hell. I'm not taking any chances about surviving a second time. (And he didn't even remember after he became fully conscious. The whole day he kept asking me why I seemed so shaken... I felt like crying.)

In the time between training and breakfast, after a quick shower, I go to the kitchen and make him his second cup of tea of the day, this time a little weaker, but still pretty strong. I take it to him following the rules, but by now his noise tolerance is a little bit higher, so I can actually knock.

He doesn't move an inch when I replace the tea cup, but he winces when I move on to the window to slowly open the curtains to let in some light little by little.

By the time all the curtains are fully drawn back, he has finished his tea and actually looks somewhat awake so I bring him clothes to change into. It's surprising, but he can shower and dress by himself so I leave him to it.

This is the point where I would be allowed to leave. I don't. I just sit down with a book I keep there to wait until he's finished in the bathroom (With a book because he takes ridiculously long in there, especially in the morning.) (You would think it would be logical if I took a shower in the meantime myself, but I can't. I have to take one beforehand because... Levi.) so we can leave for breakfast together. This is my favourite part because I can finally breathe easy. The water is the finishing point of his difficult process of waking up. He is fully awake by the time he kisses me good-morning after he comes back to the room. (And that is definitely not the reason I wait for him.)

That has been the morning routine of the last few weeks. But not anymore because I'm gonna die today because I'm gonna be late with his second cup. And it's all Jean's fault. (Not really but let's blame it on him.)

Why can't this water boil already? Why does everything take longer when you need it to go faster? Why? I'm too young to die!

No, wait. There's still time. I can still make it somehow... I just need to calm down... Calm down...

I take a deep breath as I close my eyes and suddenly there's loud whistling; finally, the water is done. (Guess it's true that water just won't boil if you keep staring at it...)

All's good.

I think they should give me an award for how fast I managed to make the goddamn tea and transport it to the door of Heichou's room without spilling any. I do believe I just made a new record.

Anyway, I will myself to calm my breathing as I stand in front of the door, preparing to knock. I am just in time to survive another day without harm. Lucky.

...Is what I thought. Too bad that Heichou's room is directly on the way to the showers which I thought are only used by Heichou (and sometimes me at random times after random visits), since his room is the only one in the immediate vicinity, because Jean evidently uses them sometimes, too... (However, I have this sneaky feeling this will be the last time for him.)

"Hey, Eren. What..." his eyes fall on the cup in my hands. "So what the crazy woman said was true? You're really making tea for Levi Heichou every morning now?"

I roll my eyes and try to stay calm. Starting shouting at each other would be literally the worst thing to do now. "No, Jean, I'm standing in front of his room with a cup of tea just because I felt like it," I answered him, voice full of sarcasm.

Jean is laughing. The bastard. I want to kill him. But later, now I need to shut him up. I don't know if you've ever heard Jean laugh, but trust me when I say he laughs loud. And that's just as bad as if we started fighting. He obviously doesn't realize just how dangerous loud noises can get around these parts of the castle.

"Jean, please just shut up," I resort to begging. Anything to survive.

"Are you embarrassed?" he smirks between his laughs. I'm seriously gonna kill him before the day ends. "Come on, it's hilarious! 'Room-service Eren Jaeger'!" he laughs more.

At this point I don't even care he's laughing at me. I'd get back at him later. My only current concern is whether the doors in this castle are sound-proof. "Hey, by the way, is it true that he's even grumpier in the morning than usu-"

Insert a series of creepy sound effects here because Jean gets cut off by a 3DMG blade flying through the wood of the door missing my head by about five centimetres, passing by Jean and locating itself half-way into the opposite wall.

Seems like the budget is too tight for sound-proof door...

"What was that?" squeaked Jean several octaves higher than his usual tone.

"That, dear Jean, was 'Shut the fuck up,'" I explained with a shrug.

Jean stared at me with a mix of fear and admiration.

Exactly three seconds later, there was a loud crash of a porcelain cup making contact with a stone wall sounding suspiciously like 'Where the hell is my tea?'

I sighed, resigning myself to very long, stressful and dangerous 10 minutes, before knocking politely.

A/N: I want a multi-functional alarm-clock, too. God knows I could use one... ;; (I am much like Levi in here; only I don't have the switch of death...)

If at least a few people like this, I will write a second chapter that will consist of 'the incident'... I don't have it written out, just a general idea, so I won't bother with it if no-one likes it...