'I fucking hate the cold' Levi grumbled to himself, as he hunched over; pushing his shoulders as far up as was humanly possible. His fists were clenched tightly inside his pockets, and his sharp and beady eyes were scouring desperately for shelter.

'Great' he thought to himself 'If you're not looking for them, this is nothing but fucking coffee shops. Low and behold, you want one and there isn't one in sight. Well shit.' His eyes continued to dart around the street furiously; and his temperament was becoming more and more delicate.

He rounded a corner on a whim, and his thin and knitted brows released in relief. It didn't look like much; not like the ones dotting every street corner, part of large chains... however, it looked pleasant enough- cosy even.

Relaxing his shoulders, straightening his back and trying, despite himself, to look slightly less murderous than he felt was appropriate, Levi entered the coffee shop.

A gust of warmth from the heater melted his features and allowed him to fully appreciate that he had stumbled upon this rather sweet looking hole in the wall.

Walking up to the counter to place his order, he surveyed the young man standing there.

"I'll have a- ummmmmm" the guy seemed put off by something. He had turned to look at Levi as he had joined the queue behind him; and he had not looked back.

"Eren?" the woman behind the counter said sweetly.

"Oh, um, I'll have a... shit what did I even come here for?" Levi could see the poor guy mentally kicking himself, and looking more than a little flustered. If he wasn't in such a rush to get something hot in him, he might have felt bad for the guy; only right now, he was feeling impatient.
"I'm sorry Eren, but there are other people waiting, would you like to try our special if you're stuck?" This girl had the patience of a saint or maybe it was because she knew the guy? She barely looked old enough to be working so late; small, blonde and with blue eyes brighter than any he had seen.
"Christa" the interruption came from a less appealing woman, "stop being so damn polite. If he can't make up his mind, tell him to get to the back of the line."

The boy looked at the menu above desperately, scanning it frantically, practically racking his brains for an answer.

"Don't be so rude, Ymir" the sweet girl hissed.

"I'm really sorry" the boy said sullenly. "I don't know what came over me" he was clearly very embarrassed, and although Levi could only see a little of him from this angle, he couldn't help thinking that his blush was pretty cute; despite the irritation build up from the lack of caffeine.

"Could I just get the special?" he said a little more boldly. He seemed to have found his voice, and damn; confidence suited him.

"Sure thing!" she chirped, seemingly glad that this wouldn't turn into a big deal. "Ymir, one hazelnut latte" she called to the girl in the back.

The boy paid, and moved to the side while he waited for his drink.
"Welcome Sir, what would you like?" she smiled and tilted her head to the side.

Before Levi could answer, the taller, and again, definitely less appealing (in Levi's eyes) came forward with the young man's drink. She pretended not to see him, and called out "One hazelnut latte for a 'Mr Indecisive'." Levi snorted, that was actually pretty funny; but apparently the boy didn't think so. "Very funny" he snarled and he snatched the drink out of her hand. "You know that's why you have to work in the back, don't you Ymir? You're shitty with people" he spat out that last remark before marching off to sit with his friends. Levi couldn't help smirking, this trip had been rather entertaining; but something had grabbed his curiosity. Just what had caused that seemingly composed and cocky brat to seize up like that? Levi didn't know if it was his imagination or not, but he could have sworn that when the guy had initially turned around, it had been Levi his eyes had landed on.

Shaking away his curiosity, he ordered the special and headed over to an empty table. Not by intention, but he could see that guy from earlier, Eren was it?, sitting with his friends. He was facing Levi, and he would look at him every now and then, when he thought Levi wasn't paying attention. He noted that whenever he looked at him, his eyes would widen and his mouth would part slightly. Levi hated to admit it, but this kid was cute. Definitely not his type though. No, he liked big guys, guys with muscle, and confidence, guys that thought they could break him... it just made proving them wrong all the more amusing.
Now, he was getting pretty annoyed. What the fuck was this kid's problem? He would glance over at Levi, one of his friends would notice, and then he'd start giggling. Was this kid messing with him? Because that, regardless of who you are, is never a good idea.

If this kid was fucking with him, he was going to snap him in half; but there was something about the way those big green eyes widened when he was in his line of sight, something that Levi didn't understand, couldn't quite place, but it didn't look like mockery.

Speaking of those big green eyes, fuck, they put the cute barista's eyes to shame. They were fucking astonishing, breath taking even; and it was taking far too much of Levi's will power not to be sucked into them.

Levi hated feelings like that, lust and affection, they were better described as a weakness, and that was the last thing he needed.

"Whatever" he whispered to himself, although he wasn't entirely sure why, as he stood up and made for the rest room.