Eren couldn't wait until Saturday. He had texted Levi the address and instructed him to message him when he was outside. The dorm is locked 24/7 and without an id that was already swiped, he wasn't getting in. Eren would go down or he would send Mikasa. She wouldn't do anything mischievous like Armin would. No, she would just be critical and blunt. Levi seemed like the kind of guy to be able to handle that. But Armin… He was left alone with Mikasa's now ex-boyfriend for no more than a few minutes. Later, Mikasa found a good eight condoms tucked into pockets and waistbands. The poor guy didn't even notice Armin placing them there. He was more ecstatic that he got free condoms though. So it's a win win. But Mikasa was furious, and refused to talk to him for over a week.

"Eren." Sasha's voice called him out of his thoughts. He blinked a few times to clear his head.

"Yea, sorry. I got distracted." He replied. He heard Sasha snicker.

"What were ya thinkin about, eh?"

"You and Armin both are going to be the death of me." Eren sighed. He felt a nudge in his side.

"Were ya thinkin about Levi?" Sasha teased. Eren threw out an arm and smacked her on her belly. She grunted.

"What else do we need to get on the list?" He asked, diverting the conversation. Sasha jumped on it right away. Kind of hard for her not to, I mean come on. It's food.
They were at the grocery store getting ingredients for the dinner the next day. Almost everyone on the list had answered with a yes. They managed to round up a good fifty dollars from people to get the required ingredients. The people who chose not to donate were bringing drinks or dessert or plates, cups, silverware, etc. Things are going smoothly now. Things would go smoothly later. Hopefully. Eren sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. Another nudge in his side.

"Hey, don't worry about it."

"Yea, okay." He replied. Eren felt his phone begin to vibrate in his pocket. He brought it up to his ear.

"One call from: Dad."

"Ignore." Eren shoved his phone away. It vibrated again. And again. He gritted his teeth and yanked his phone out, turning it off. A hand on his shoulder.

"Is he calling again?" Sasha asked in a quiet voice.

"Yea." He replied curtly.

"You ever going to answer him?"

"No."

They finished shopping and checked out at a somewhat decent price. There were a lot of bags but they managed to divvy the bags between the both of them, even with Eren holding his cane.

"Ughhh there's so many…" Sasha whined next to him as they started walking back to the dorm.

"Get a car." Eren countered.

"But I can't afford it…" She continued to whine.

"Go to the gym."

"Erennnnnnnn."

A comfortable silence fell between the two. They stopped conversation to save their breath and energy, they were going to need it. The store wasn't too far from the dorm, it was right off campus. About a ten minute walk from their building. It really isn't that long, but with heavy bags and weak arms the trip can feel so much longer.

"That's it. I've stopped giving a shit. I will steal a cart next time." Sasha panted. Eren chuckled at her, too out of breath to reply.

"Everybody does it anyways." She continued. "It sucks being a law abiding citizen. I quit. I'm a criminal now." She bumped her shoulder with his. "Want to join me in my spiral of criminality?" He bumped his shoulder into hers.

"Nah. I'll stick with cooking food."

"Amen!" Sasha shouted. "Eren, I'm hungry."

"We're almost to the dorm. Just wait a bit."

"You dummy. Did you forget what we're carrying?"

"Sasha, no! We need that for tomorrow."

"But Erennnn."

"Whiner baby." Eren sighed.

Back at the dorm with the food stashed and locked away, mainly from Sasha, Eren was finally able to relax. He had the room to himself for a few hours, Armin was taking night classes. He took out his phone and turned it back on.

"You have: four new messages."

"Yeayea I don't care." He would delete them later, but he was too lazy right now.

"You have no new text messages."

Damn. Levi hadn't texted him. Eren bit his lip. Should he text him? Or does he not text? Would he be annoying? Eren pushed the questions from his mind to deal with later.

"I'll see him tomorrow anyways.," He muttered to himself. There was a light knock on the door, just one light tap. Mikasa. She always knocked like that. That way, Eren would know if it was his father or her mother knocking and would choose to answer it accordingly. Eren debated not letting her in. He had a feeling he knew what she was here for. Another light tap sounded throughout the small room. He sighed and got up, opening the door a crack.

"What's up, Mikasa?"

"You know what's up. Let me in."

"No." He said childishly. Her sister would put a the most stubborn mule to shame. Mikasa sighed and shoved her way in, Eren not really putting up much of a resistance. He learned that lesson already. Eren had gone into a really depressed kind of phase and locked himself away in his room for days, refusing to come out and eat. It was close after his mother's funeral. His father gave up first, followed by his stepmother, Mary. But every morning, afternoon, and evening there would be a light tap on the door and warm food waiting outside. After a while Mikasa got fed up with him and wouldn't stop knocking. Just one tap after the other. For an entire hour. Then she kicked the door down. Busted the knob and cracked the wall.

Eren shut the door softly and turned, leaning his back on it and crossing his arms. He could feel a frown pulling at his mouth already.

"He called." Yep. Mikasa. Straight to the point. Eren nodded. "When are you going to answer?" Not if. When.

"I'm not. So leave it be."

"He's your father, Eren." Anger was leaking into her voice. They've had this conversation many, many times.

"That he is."

"Why won't you speak with him? I speak with my mother." She sighed.

"You have a better relationship with her." He gritted his teeth.

"Do you blame him for your mother's death?" Mikasa asked in a raised voice, but not quite a yell.

Eren flinched. He didn't like that reminder. He was content to run away from reality and just keep the happy memories. He felt anger boil within him. But everyone just loves to keep reminding him of it.

"No, I don't." He snapped. "You wouldn't understand."

"Then help me understand!"

"No!" He yelled at her. A tense silence filled the room. He stepped to the side and opened the door. "We've had this conversation multiple times, Mikasa. It's not going to change anytime soon." Silence. Then a quiet growl and stomping feet. She left his door open. He slammed it.

And regretted it instantly. There were other people on the floor and the loud bang probably echoed far down the hallway. He made his way to his bed once more, grabbing his backpack.

After a half hour of trying to do homework, he gave up. He was in a really bad mood. He had already thrown his overpriced textbook across the room followed by his pencil and calculator. He ground his palms into his eyes and gritted his teeth. He could feel a head ache coming on. The meds are in the bathroom but he didn't want to put effort into moving.

Eren felt like his head or chest was about to explode with anger, stress, and pain. And his math homework certainly didn't help any. Usually when he was stressed, he would talk to Mikasa or Armin. He groaned and buried his head into a pillow. Then he grabbed more, piling them around his head. Then he screamed into them. Feeling a bit better he rolled onto his side and made breathing room around his face. Surprisingly enough, he fell asleep.

Only to be woken an hour later. Armin had gotten back and set his stuff down loudly. But seeing as that hadn't woken him up he decided to come over and shake Eren's shoulder.

"What." Eren grumbled, head fuzzy from sleep. "Leave me alone."

"Eren." Another pull. Eren snuggled deeper into his pillows. "Eren, you need to set alarms and get ready for bed." Eren pulled away from his grasp, mumbling incoherently. "Eren! Get up! Do you have any homework due at midnight?"

Eren shoved Armin away and slowly sat up, his hands rubbing his eyes.

"No, I don't." He muttered. He heard movement across the room and drawers being opened and closed.

"You going to use the bathroom first or second?" Armin asked.

"First. I won't take more than two minutes."

"Mmk. Mikasa talked to me." Armin casually remarked.

Eren stiffened. He stood. Ignoring his friend he went over and locked himself in the bathroom. A couple of minutes later there were knocks on the door followed by a sigh. Eren was hiding in the bathroom and it didn't take Armin too long to figure that out.

"I'm sorry, Eren. I know you hate talking about it and I'm sure you already went through it with your sister." A pause. "If you ever do want to talk about it, I want you to know that I'm here."

Eren finally relented and opened the door, walking out and finding Armin. Eren rested a hand on his shoulder.

"I know." He said quietly. He hesitated. "Here." He walked over to his dresser and grabbed his phone, turning and handing it to Armin. "You can listen to them, but when you're done, delete them."

"Eren…"

"I don't want to listen to them. If you do, go ahead. If not, delete them anyways." Eren turned and crawled back into bed, leaving Armin standing by the bathroom. About fifteen minutes later a quiet hand replaced his phone. Eren waited until Armin had went back to his side and heard the click of his lamp being turned off. Then he took his phone.

"No new messages. No saved messages."Eren relaxed. Good. He honestly didn't care whether his friend listened to them or not. He only cared that they were off his phone. Eren quickly set his alarms, yes alarms. He was a deep sleeper and not a morning person. He needed about four alarms. Some to wake him up over a period of time and one to get him up. Eren rolled over and fell asleep almost immediately.

Levi POV

Todays the day. The dinner with Eren. Levi was up early, unfortunately, and it left him too much time to do before he had to leave. So he cleaned. He cleaned his already spotless apartment from top to bottom. And it still left too much time. Five hours. So he put in a movie. But he couldn't really pay attention. Every couple of minutes he was glancing at the clock. Urging it to go faster. He gave up on the movie soon enough. Four hours.

He pulled out his homework and managed to distract himself in it. Two hours. He tried sketching some more. Hour and a half. He got dressed. He chose to wear dark jeans that were scuffed and ripped and a black shirt that was buttoned halfway down. He combed and gelled his hair and applied the faintest bit of eye liner. He liked the look. Levi knew Eren couldn't see, but it was his trademark look. Next, he debated on cologne. Would it be too much? Too strong? Would it not smell good? After a while, Levi just decided to skip it and wear simple deodorant instead.

He grabbed his pocket size hand sanitizer and sat back on the couch. One hour.

"Fuck it." Levi muttered. It's not the end of the world if he was there early. Maybe he could help. Well that, and see Eren cook. Hopefully. Plus, he was tired of waiting.
It took about a half hour for him to drive and find a parking spot somewhat close to the dorm. As he approached it he texted Eren to let him know he was here. Not even minute later he replied.

From Eren
5:37
I'm sending my sister down, I have to finish cooking up here.

Levi raised an eyebrow. His sister? He quelled the disappointment before it even got a chance to rise. A bit later, an Asian looking girl with dark hair stuck her head out of the door, looking around. They made eye contact. Levi raised his eyebrow once more as her eyes scanned him from head to toe. Her eyes narrowed.

"Are you Levi?"

"You must be Eren's sister." He smirked at her. She glared. She held the door open but let it slam on him when he walked in. They took the elevator up. The second Levi stepped out his nose was greeted with a very sweet smelling aroma. He inhaled deeply. God, it smelled good. He followed her to a room in the corner of the building, the kitchen apparently. There were a lot of people waiting at the tables inside but his eyes went straight to Eren. He was at the stove performing magic over food with another girl at his side. Sasha, he recalled. Levi stepped further into the room, not quite sure what to do. He contented himself with staring at Eren's ass. Sadly, that didn't last long. Eren's sister stepped in his view and nodded to an empty chair. Levi smirked at her and moved to a different empty chair. He leaned back and crossed his arms. Eren turned and faced the room.

"Mikasa, did you get him?"

Mikasa snorted.

"I'm not a dog, brat. I'm here."

Eren's head turned towards his voice and a grin broke out on his face. Bright like the sun, Levi thought faintly. Eren set down the utensils in his hands and began to approach him.