Sorry, I've been MIA, as per usual. Again, I'm so sorry! I'll try harder!
So I've decided to make this story more dramatic. It's to give this story more of a purpose, I guess. So maybe I should take off the lack of angst tag? But the drama isn't between Eren and Levi. They are being dragged into other people's dramas.
Please excuse my mistakes. Sorry, there's no Levi until the end. This is a turning point of the story doe.
"We are going in there," Eren declared.
"Eren, not trying to be disheartening or anything, but it looks like a mother fucking battlefield in there," Armin replied.
"Armin is correct. Eren, is this something worth risking your life and the life of others, namely me and Armin?" Mikasa questioned with a serious expression.
"In all honesty… yes," Eren nodded. "It will be regretful if your lives are lost, but it is worth it."
"Bitch ass motherfucker," Armin and Mikasa stated with sighs.
"Let's go!" Eren commanded his comrades.
The three friends marched onward to their foreseeable deaths. They paused in their movements, preparing themselves before entering the war zone. They looked at the popular clothing store before them that specialized in baby clothes. On the windows were the words "one time 70% off seasonal sale." They rarely had sales, so Eren needed to go in there. Eren took a deep breath and then looked at his friends.
"Remember, anything solid, with frills, or polkadots are good. Colors that are nice are yellow, green, pink, lavender, and baby blue. Anything that doesn't match is okay as long as it's cute," Eren told his friends.
"Yes, we get it," Mikasa rolled her eyes. She had been taking Eren shopping many years now, but for some reason, Eren had to always do that speech. In her hand, at that moment, were already bags of baby clothes. More clothes and children accessories were in the bags in Armin's hands.
"Also," Eren continued.
"Ugh, you're so annoying," Armin rolled his eyes as well.
"If you die, you die with honor," Eren stated ever so seriously in a low voice. "Let us go, my fellow comrades."
With that, the three friends entered the war zone. Armin went to the left, Mikasa to the right, and Eren braved through the middle of the battlefield. He walked to the pile of clothes in the middle with omegas, and a few alphas, fighting each other like the vultures they were. Eren, being just like them, jumped right into the battlefield.
Hands went everywhere. If Eren hadn't know any better, he would've thought that he was attending an orgy. The omega pushed through, ignoring the complaints sent his way. Eren quickly grabbed a yellow hooded onesie. It was a cute ducky onesie for newborns. As he pulled it closer to himself, another hand grabbed it and pulled it away from him. Eren tried to keep his grip, but he lost it. Soon the onesie was leaving his hand.
He looked at the person taking it away from him. It was a female omega. The woman smirked at him. Eren felt something inside of himself go off. He couldn't believe the audacity the woman had. Before he could do something about it, another woman, an alpha, approached the other woman. The rude omega shivered in fear and reluctantly gave the onesie to the other woman. The other woman turned around and approached Eren. The male omega stepped back, unprepared to be confronted with an alpha.
The alpha was a few inches shorter than Eren. Her face looked as if it suffered from resting bitch face syndrome. She had long black hair and pale skin. She reminded Eren of Mikasa, but on a whole new level. In all honesty, Mikasa was terrifying, but because she loved Eren, she never went full alpha on him. Eren felt his heart race and tears threatening to form. He was disturbed by the alpha because of fear. It wasn't what he felt when Levi yelled at him. This was something that was pure fear. The omega felt a whine escape his lips. Eren bit his lower lip to shut himself up. He felt his cheeks burn as he saw the woman's popping eyes from the realization of what a wuss Eren was.
"Sorry, did I scare you?" The woman asked.
"Huh?" Eren intelligently let out. He felt his apprehension dissipate once he realized that the woman wasn't a threat. Eren was about to answer until he was pushed to the side by another customer. The alpha woman caught him and helped him stay steady.
"Are you alright?" The woman asked.
"I'm alright. Thank you," Eren let out a breathless laugh.
"That's good. Here you go," the woman offered the duckie onesie to Eren. "I saw that woman rip it out of your hands earlier."
"Oh… um, thank you, ma'am," Eren smiled as he took the onesie.
"Please, call me Kuchel," Kuchel said. "Do tell me, are you expecting or preparing or do you have children already?"
At first, Eren was caught off by the question and then he remembered that he didn't use his scent masking spray today. Suppressants consisted of pills to prevent heats and masking scent sprays to eliminate a dynamic's scent. Even then, the woman had, at the least, godly instincts to be able to pinpoint his dynamic in a room full of raging animals.
What Eren did, buy baby clothes, was very common for many omegas, of older generations, to do. It was generally known as "preparing" before expecting. Eren's mother told him that she was just like him. She went out shopping before she was expecting. Eren came from a generation of omegas that waited to mate and have children. This generation… well, Eren hoped that his teaching style could help them focus more on studies rather than alphas. If not study, then they should invest on birth control, because the omegas of this generation were more prone to have an abortion. Abortions were sad in general, and it also traumatized the omega's body.
"Preparing. I'm Eren. I haven't found an alpha yet," Eren explained with a friendly smile. Well, he did find an alpha, the alpha, but Levi didn't count. He's underage and his student. If anyone knew that, he could get arrested for even looking at a student that way.
"Well, that's quite a shame. You are easy on the eyes. Just simply beautiful," Kuchel commented as she looked over Eren's figure.
"Thank you, Kuchel. You're beautiful as well," Eren blushed from her compliment.
"Adorable and a pleaser, aren't you?" Kuchel smiled. "I tell you what, wait another year and I'll give you my older son. I have no doubt that you are a lovely omega."
"Many people would disagree," Eren chuckled.
"Oh please, everyone and their old fashioned ways. I saw you fight for that onesie, and I believe a modest fighter for an omega is much better than a meek one. And it's definitely better than a selfish one. You should meet my wife," Kuchel said back. Eren knew from that moment that he liked this woman. Kuchel looked to the side behind Eren. "Oh, that sweater is quite adorable. It's like dressing a child in old men clothes."
Eren turned around and saw the sweater she was talking about. It was cute. Eren didn't understand why he liked the idea of children wearing baby versions of grown up clothes, but he did. The sweater was for a boy gendered child. It was a duffle sweater with two small patches of argyle on the front. Eren didn't know what it was, but the sweater looked like something an old man would wear as they sat in front of a fire place and drank coffee, contemplating life. He could just see a sassy child do just that to act "grown up."
Eren saw his blonde alpha friend over in that place. Armin was looking around, shaking his head as he observed the crazy humans running around. Eren smirked, knowing his friend would never refuse him. The omega never abused his position as a friend with the two alphas, but he knew that he could make them do anything.
"Armin!" Eren shouted.
The blonde man looked over to where he heard Eren's voice. Once he found his omega friend, he offered a questioning look. Kuchel looked over at Eren, a bit confused. The young man did say he didn't have an alpha. Maybe the blonde was a friend? But what alpha friend would venture out with their omega friend to a battlefield mostly full of crazy omegas. Most likely a good ass one, she thought.
"Get me two of that old man sweater!" Eren ordered. "One for a newborn and one for…"
Eren looked at Kuchel with his own questioning look. The woman understood Eren's silent question. The young man was an angel. She was liking the omega more and more. Her son was five years old, but he was a bit small for his age.
"A 4t is good," Kuchel told Eren.
"And a 4t!" Eren shouted.
Armin nodded in understanding. He started weaving in between people, making his way to the objective. He got pushed by an omega. Armin rolled his eyes, he hated taking Eren shopping, but he loved him too much to not do it. He accidently pushed an omega and an alpha came up to him to retaliate. Armin shoved the alpha's face away as he saw people taking the outfit Eren wanted. He needed to get there faster if he's going to get the size Eren wanted.
"Now hold on, I got an omega, myself, to satisfy!" Armin yelled, shoving the persistent alpha away again. "Move!"
"Goddamn it! Get off me! My omega cousin has been wanting one of these outfits for years!" Mikasa shouted, shoving her way through people. Eren turned around, hearing his cousin's voice. In her hand was a fluffy wolf onesie. It was a limited edition since it's made with high quality material, making the fur fluffy and soft. It had a tail and everything. It was so hard to get one of them since everyone wanted one. Every other year, they came out again, some with new designs, new fur animals.
Eren chuckled to himself. Dear god, he loved his two friends so much. They really did spoil him. Mikasa came up to Eren and the stranger of a woman. Armin soon came to join them with the sweaters in hand.
"And this is?" Mikasa asked, gesturing to Kuchel.
"This is Kuchel, she helped me in this madness," Eren pointed to his surrounding area. "Kuchel, this is my cousin, Mikasa and my friend, Armin."
The three alphas nodded to each other, saying words of introduction to one another.
"I'm done, Eren. Please tell me you're done," Armin said as he handed the sweaters to his omega friend.
"I guess I'm good too. Mikasa got something real nice. For all your hard work, I'll treat you guys to lunch, alright?" Eren laughed as he handed the 4t to Kuchel, who nodded in return.
"I mean I had to get it. Any day now, you could get preggos by your alpha and these outfits are only available for newborns to 2t's," Mikasa said. "When will I ever get a chance to snag this? And in black, like you wanted."
"Mikasa!" Eren blushed at her words. Realizing what she said, Mikasa looked at Eren with an apologetic face.
"'Your alpha?'" Kuchel asked before she could stop herself. It wasn't in her place to pry, but she was a curious person.
"No, I don't have an alpha," Eren said. Kuchel looked at the young man with disbelief. The teacher panicked. "I mean I do, but he's a little young for me."
"A little young? Is he your fated mate?" Kuchel deducted from the Eren's hesitation. It was uncommon, but fated mates were a real thing. No one could control all the circumstances.
"Yes," Eren answers.
"Well, I hope it goes well for you," Kuchel smiled. "Now I must go get that outfit my wife has been bugging me to get. It was nice meeting you, Eren."
"Thank you, and take care," Eren replied as the woman walked away. The brunette turned to his two friends. "Now, I'm going to pay for this. Do come up with a suggestion for food."
Eren pulled apart his chopsticks and then stared at his food. Fried rice, orange chicken, and loads of cream cheese wontons to share. He sat at a table for four with his two friends. The last chair held all the clothes Eren bought and Armin's books. The brunette shook his head with a smile as he stabbed the chicken with one of his chopsticks. He didn't know how to use chopsticks, but the restaurant didn't offer anything else. Which made no sense, because most people didn't know how to use chopsticks to eat rice.
"Why is it that when I offer to buy food, we always end up getting chinese food?" Eren inquired his two friends before he shoved the chicken in his mouth.
"Because Eren, cream cheese wontons are my guilty pleasure. When you buy food, you are buying what I want. And I want those wontons in my mouth," Armin answered.
"That sounded so wrong," Eren rolled his eyes.
"So… Eren," Mikasa started, ignoring Armin's comment. "How are you coming to terms with your young boytoy?"
"Could you be any more blunt?" Eren face palmed himself as he looked around, making sure that no one was paying attention to them.
"Yea, subtlety and I don't work well together," Mikasa answered.
"But honestly, I thought that if you ever found your 'fated mate' you would be more, I don't know, excited? It was always what you dreamed about as a kid, knowing that it was a low possibility of ever happening," Armin said.
"I know, but he is my…" Eren started.
"Student? Is that what's stopping you?" Mikasa finished for Eren. The brunette pursed his lips and blinked at Mikasa.
"Again, can we learn a little bit of discretion here? We are in public," Eren stated.
"No one is paying attention. Just answer the question," Armin replied.
"Yea, okay. Levi is my student. In that school, I am first and foremost a teacher before an individual. It is illegal for me to attempt to engage a relationship with Levi. Before I can go all omega on him, I am a teacher and I am disguising, need I remind you, as a beta," Eren answered. "There are a lot of complications, but even before all those complications, Levi should be focusing on school, because he is a senior."
"Goddamn it, I was hoping you weren't going to say that," Mikasa bit her lower lip. "Of course your logic refuses your instincts."
"Why do you have to be such a fucking perfect teacher up in here," Armin clenched his teeth.
Then the three of them looked at each other in confusion. Mikasa and Armin's outbursts happened at the same time. The omega sat there, trying to deduce the meanings of their sentences. Soon Armin rested his forehead against his hand and Mikasa looked away from the group. Eren chuckled to himself lightly. It was ironic, really.
"So I'm just going to break the ice… you guys have any pretty young things you wanna talk about?" Eren questioned with a knowing smirk.
Both of the alphas groaned in frustration. They looked at each other, understanding that both of them were keeping secrets. Armin gestured with his eyes for Mikasa to start first. The alpha gave a look of annoyance as she turned to look at Eren.
"Eren, one of your students is absolutely… ador- yeah, let's be honest here, fuckable. She is in your homeroom and is beta," Mikasa started. Again, Eren face palmed himself. He didn't notice the sigh of relief leaving Armin's lips. "When she's in my classes, I find the need to mate her. I haven't realized how much she matured until this year."
"Mature? Which of my students are you talking about?" Eren exclaimed. The faces of his homeroom class were flashing through his head. He had no idea who Mikasa could possibly be talking about.
"Isabel Magnolia," Mikasa stated.
"Whoa, I do not see the sentiment, but that's probably because they are all brats with me," Eren said. "So, a beta, huh?"
"Yes, Eren," Mikasa rolled her eyes. She turned to the blonde alpha with a pointed look.
"I guess it's my turn. But damn, I did not see that coming, Mikasa. Eren, this student is also your student. He's fucking… goddamn, I just wanna throw him on the ground and knot him," Armin stated.
"Okay, you always take everything an inappropriate step too far," Eren put a hand up to stop his blonde friend. "Remember, to me, the whole lot of them are like my kids. Please refrain from mentioning specific details of actions."
"Ugh, sorry," the blonde nodded in understanding. "I would like to mate with Farlan Church. Be happy that the both of us said 'mate' and not 'fuck at least once.'"
"I suppose that is something to look for in a relationship with the way the world is now," Eren nodded in appreciation.
"However, I don't know about you and Isabel, but for me, I think something is up with Farlan," Armin said in a serious tone as he addressed Mikasa. It was the tone that he used to use as a kid when he was going to beat up Eren's bullies.
"Honestly… I see it too. Not in Isabel, but in Farlan," Mikasa agreed.
"See what?" Eren asked. The brunette mentally slapped himself. How could he, the actual teacher in charge of the kid, had not notice this? He had been too preoccupied with Levi lately that he hasn't paid much attention to anything else.
"I don't really know. I think something is going on with him and Smith," Armin said as he pursed his lips. The chopsticks in his hands snapped from all the pressure the blonde was putting on it. Realizing that he was losing it, he dropped the broken chopsticks and cleared his throat. "I can't do anything because I'm afraid that I might go too far and everyone else will know my own personal agenda."
Eren remained silent. Student affairs couldn't be intervened until something happened or the students came forth themselves. Anything else would be considered personal hence inappropriate and unethical. It is right for a teacher to help, but what Armin was saying is that he could lose control of himself, making the situation personal. The omega tried to think back on the past few weeks. Has Farlan's attitude change? He supposed that he has become a less active student since the senior started, but Eren assumed that Farlan was trying to learn how to figure things out himself instead of asking teachers for help on school work. But he talked just fine in class. Eren shook his head. He knew better than that. He was an omega as well. Farlan could be extremely distressed and no one could know.
"Then I'll talk to him," Eren said. "First thing tomorrow."
"Thanks," Armin smiled at his friend as he relaxed in his chair.
"But… back to the point," Eren looked at his friends with an unimpressed face. "Are you guys only concerned about me and Levi because you guys want to use it as a reason, excuse, to pursue your illegal feelings?"
"I have no idea what you're talking about," Mikasa shrugged.
"Yea, me neither," Armin picked up his broken chopsticks, examining them.
"Yea right," Eren scoffed.
"I bought you a lot of shit today, Eren! Cut me some slack here," Armin exclaimed.
"Besides, you shouldn't let this chance go anyways. He's your fucking fated mate!" Mikasa pointed out.
"Okay, okay, geez guys. Calm your shits," Eren held up his hands in defeat as he chuckled at the ridiculous faces his friends' had. "I never said that I wasn't going to pursue this. I just needed time to accept the fact that what I am going to do is hella illegal."
"Oh," Armin nodded, taking in Eren's words.
"Well, why didn't you say that in the first place?" Mikasa glared at Eren.
"Because I can be subtle about it, Mika. Anyways, guys, are you with me or not?" Eren smirked.
The school bell rung and everyone started to gather their things. Eren started to erase the whiteboard as he addressed his class. "And that concludes homeroom. Go to your classes. Don't skip just because you hate Bozado's old man face."
The students laughed at Eren's comment about Oluo. The brunette turned around, watching his kids go. He caught sight of Farlan shoving his stuff into his backpack. Discretely, he looked over to where Erwin was and saw the big blonde looking at Farlan.
"Farlan, can I talk to you about your assignment?" Eren said. The white blonde looked at him with a questioning look. Although the omega teacher only called out one name, he felt three pairs of eyes looking at him. Farlan, Erwin, and Levi were all staring at him, failing at being discreet. Eren ignored it and put his focus on the white blonde.
"Yes?" Farlan asked with a small smile as he walked up to my desk. Feeling the two extra bodies in the room taking their sweet time gathering their stuff, Eren looked up at them and gave them a pointed look. Quickly, the left the room, leaving Eren and Farlan alone.
"I apologize for calling you out, Farlan, but it has come to my attention that something is up between you and Erwin," Eren said in a quiet voice as he sat down on his desk. Farlan's grip on his backpack became tighter, his fingers becoming white. The teacher placed his hands on the boy's hands, relaxing them. Eren tried not to show his deep empathy for Farlan, because he did not call his student over to talk about his school days. "You don't have to tell me anything. I called you over instead of Erwin because this seems more like a one sided passive aggressive attack. I just want you to understand that I am here for you. I will listen to you if you need it. Or I can try to help you if you need it. If you are in real trouble, Farlan, I would appreciate it if you could confide in me."
"Heheh," Farlan laughed as tears fell down his cheeks. Eren couldn't it hold it in anymore. He pulled his student into a comforting hug. He felt the young omega's arms wrapping around him, returning the hug. "You really do act like a parent, Mama Eren."
"Yes, yes," Eren rolled his eyes as he pat Farlan's back.
The boy gently pulled away from Eren. He looked at Eren with shy wet eyes. "You may not believe this."
"I believe you, Farlan," Eren stated as a matter of fact. "I won't tell anyone either, if that's what you want."
"Thank you," Farlan smiled. "Um… last school year, I… Well, I've never came into contact with Erwin before. I had no reason to. But before the school year ended, we accidently brushed against each other and I… felt his skin. I realized that he was my… mate. I didn't tell anyone."
"Can you tell me why?" Eren asked as he motioned for Farlan to sit down. The young omega took a seat in the student desk in front of Eren.
"I was… sad," Farlan stated with a forlorn expression. "I liked, like, someone else. I kinda envisioned this silly fantasy that I could end up being mated with this person. Over the summer, I kept thinking about it and no matter how much I think, I can't see myself being with Erwin. It… r-repulses me and I know… it's not supposed to be like that, but I don't like it!"
"It's okay, Farlan, everyone is different," Eren said, trying to calm the boy down. He let out a soothing scent and wrapped it around the omega. In Farlan's distress, he most likely wouldn't had notice Eren's phereromes. Eren was glad that it was him and not Armin talking to the boy. If Armin heard the words coming from Farlan, Eren was pretty sure that a lot of things could go bad. "How does this connect to what's happening now?"
"H-he found out. Last month, he unintentionally… triggered my heat," Farlan pursed his lips as his face burned in shame. "After that… he wanted to mate and I told him 'no.' He's mad at me and I'm scare that he might force a bond on me!"
As those words reached his ears, Eren felt dread inside of him. This was really serious. The teacher clenched his teeth and his hands to calm himself. He needed to be calm. He needed to help his crying student. He got up and gave his student a gentle hug.
"That's not going to happen," Eren said. "You're going to be fine. I'm sorry that I didn't notice earlier."
"Will I really be fine?" Farlan asked.
"Yes," Eren replied. "But because how serious this is, I might have to report this."
"No! You can't," Farlan exclaimed, pulling away. "Erwin's father is a high profile politician, no one will believe me. And if I attempt to do that, I don't know how Erwin will react."
"Farlan, it would be unprofessional of me, if I-"
"Please!" He cried desperately.
The omega teacher stared at his student. Above anything else, he has to protect him. Farlan was correct, telling officials could end up hurting Farlan more. Unless there was concrete evidence and more witnesses, they could easily get shot down. Parental credibility was something Eren could fight with, but he would have to somehow get himself involved as well. All in all, the situation was premature.
"Alright, Farlan," Eren gave in. He looked at his student with a stern face. "But you have to understand how serious this is. Also, I am not the only one who has noticed."
"What? Who?" Farlan asked with a tilt to his head.
"Ms. Ackerman and Mr. Arlert have both talked to me about your situation. The three of us are younger than most teachers here, so that's probably why we can see changes more easily," Eren told him. "I'm not saying that you have to tell them anything, but you can trust them. They are my close friends and as teachers, they are worried about you. If anything should happen when I'm not there, get them to help you."
"O-okay!" Farlan exclaimed with a bright red face.
"Now I'm going to write you a late slip for your next class. You can go to the bathroom and freshen up before you head there," Eren said as he quickly wrote up a slip.
The teacher watched as his student leave. He shook his head to himself. He really fucked up. One of his students was in so much distress and he didn't even notice. Ever since Levi showed up, it's like he put his brain on shutdown. He was only capable of teaching his classes while his brain battled with itself on what to do about the alpha in his classroom.
Eren walked away from the door and started to prepare for his next class. Soon lunch came around and Eren saw something he hadn't seen since the first time it happened. Shocked, Eren could only stare at the scene before him with bewilderment. Levi crawled through his window and crouched on the ground. The raven haired boy wouldn't look at him. From the way his lips were formed, Eren thought that Levi was pouting. Eren tried his best to hold back a giggle.
"What's wrong, Levi?" Eren asked.
At the sound of his name, Levi looked at Eren. The omega almost flinched. Levi's eyes on him felt like he could see through him. Levi stood up and closed the window, locking it. Slowly, he walked towards his teacher. He stopped in front of him and leaned back against a student desk. He craned his neck and looked away.
"Do you like omegas, Mr. Jaeger?" Levi slowly asked. Eren covered his mouth, hiding his smile. Levi was being adorable. Eren hadn't notice that Levi had become infatuated with him until now since he has been so busy in his own brain.
"I do think omegas are cute," Eren answered.
"How about… alphas?" Levi asked. Eren wanted to hug the boy so much.
"They are quite cute too," Eren answered.
"Oh, okay," Levi nodded, sounding disappointed and yet relieved at the same time.
Eren watched how Levi fidgeted from where stand. He still wasn't looking at him anymore. In an empty classroom with only Levi, Eren could everything about him. Yes, he was short, but that didn't stop his muscles from bulging. He always acted tough and indifferent, but Eren knew that the boy was really caring. He knew how to care for a kid. He was a child and yet an adult at the same time. All his confidence was probably gone because Eren called out an omega to talk to after class. It was really adorable. Honestly, without their statuses, nothing would be a problem with pursuing a relationship with Levi. Eren knew that if things got dangerous, he could just leave the school. However, he couldn't leave his kids. No. It wasn't only that. Eren was selfish. He wanted to be Levi's teacher because then he could be with Levi. He could see more of the student he recognized as his mate. Eren felt so evil.
Knowing how loose his collar was, Eren leaned forward. Feeling the sudden movement, Levi turned around to look at his teacher. Eren leaned so low that he gave Levi a full view of his nipples. Eren chuckled to himself as he saw Levi fought a blush rising on his cheeks. Eren raise his hand to his mouth as if he was about to tell a secret, the motion caused one nipple to cover up. The omega innocently whispered, "Levi, can I ask you for a favor?"
"W-what?" Levi stuttered as he stood up straight with his hand clenching on the desk behind him.
"Can you watch over Farlan for me?" Eren smiled as he leaned back into his chair.
"Why?" Levi asked as if that came out of nowhere.
"Well, you guys are friends, right?" Eren asked with a tilt of his head. His pointer finger rested on his lips as he continued to look at Levi with a questioning look.
"Yea, we've gotten pretty close," the alpha nodded.
"I may be acting a bit paranoid since it's about my kid, but I would appreciate it if you watch over him. He's going through some hard stuff right now. It would put me at ease," the omega looked up to the alpha as he gently bit his bottom lips.
"Okay, but on one condition," Levi said as he started to blush again. Surprised, Eren pursed his lips as he motioned for Levi to continue. "Eat lunch with me, once a week."
"Alright, every friday then," Eren laughed.
"Next friday, then," Levi confirmed. "I'll take my leave now."
Quickly, Levi ran away. Eren called after him, reminding the student that his home visit was later in the day. Once alone, Eren laughed again. Levi was so cute. Levi probably didn't understand that he was flirting with him. Eren took out his phone to text his accomplices.
To: Papa 2.0; Mama 2.0
Operation PYT is a go, but proceed with caution. We're going to need the credibility later, so don't get caught.
Eren was setting himself up for some hardships.
Thanks for reading, you are all loved. :)
I made Levi a bit shy at the end because he doesn't know that Eren is an omega. Because he thinks that Eren is a beta, he doesn't understand where Eren's preferences are. He doesn't wanna fuck up.
I guess... Eren's character is the only "complex" character. I mean he's stupid, but sometimes he'll get a little sexual for levi. I made it like that because him acting all cutesy is for kids, but he see's Levi as a mate so I thought it would be better if he acted a bit... yea.
I originally was going to make Armin and Farlan a couple (like i have been doing lately. I honestly don't know why I like this ship. They don't even know each other in the canon story). I never know who to pair up Mikasa with, but I thought it would be more fitting that it's with Isabel in this fic. Eren's trio and Levi's trio.
I had no one else, so Erwin became the bad guy. LOL.
If it's not known, pyt stands for pretty young thing.
Tell me what you guys think. I'll try to update more.
