The spring forced them together. It was Eren's favorite season; he loved the scent of flowers in the air and the sunlight breaking through wispy clouds. He loved the smell of the rain.
Levi hated it even more than summer. Too hot. The trees were full of flowers and they were always falling in his hair. He hated the clear skies; he yearned for the cold, overcast days to come back.
He was angry when he stepped into the tiny coffee shop, he really was, but all of that washed away the moment he laid eyes on the barista. He was smiling, and he was… bright. His tanned skin seemed to hold the sun, and Levi marveled at the tones of his skin. The golds, the browns, the subtle hue of pink on his cheekbones.
And when he met Levi's eyes, he wanted to gasp. Those eyes were quite simply the most striking eyes he'd ever seen. Turquoise and sparkling with a vibrancy that matched his smile. His eyelashes just barely fluttered, long and thick and soft against the color of his skin. The tiny bit of pink in his complexion darkened, and he glanced away from Levi's hard stare. "Welcome, what would you like today?"
His voice was warm and boyish. Levi cleared his throat anxiously and hastily ordered a coffee, praying to God that he would somehow see this kid again.
When the kid handed him his coffee, his number and name was scribbled on the top of the lid. Eren. A mischievous smirk pulled at his lips, and he spent the rest of his thirty minute break making Eren blush and squirm under his knowing gaze.