Musical inspiration: Personal Jesus-Marilyn Manson.
Enjoy.
After the Levi debacle, Eren felt like he was ready to go home. But first, he had to find Armin and Jean. He had absolutely no idea where they could have gone. Eren looked over to Hange who was busy wiping down liquor bottles and removing near empty ones with full ones.
"Hey, Hange?"
She looked over to him from her spot on the small two-step ladder. "What's up?"
"Have you seen a short guy with a blonde bowl cut walking around? Has blue eyes?"
Hange paused, putting her hand on her hip as she thought about it. She shook her head. "Are you looking for the people you came with? They gotta be around here somewhere." Eren hoped so, and that they didn't leave him here. Armin wouldn't do that, Jean, however, probably would.
"Eren!"
Speaking of the blonde…
Eren got up quickly, looking to Armin who had a look of worry on his face. Jean was nowhere to be seen.
"I haven't been able to find Jean; I don't know where he is! I hope he's okay…" Eren bit the corner of his mouth, wheels turning in his head. Jean had left earlier in the night, of his own accord. "He didn't tell you where he was going?" "He did, but he was very vague, all he said to me was that he wanted to say hi to someone…"
Oh great, Jean possibly got abducted because he decided to listen to his dick instead of his head.
"He can't be far and don't worry. This place is very closely monitored and is safe." Eren looked over to Erwin who smiled to the both of them. He gestured forward to shake Armin's hand. "I'm Erwin Smith, I apologize for not introducing myself earlier." Armin shook his head, returning the gesture, "N-no, I'm sorry for just barging in like that. Jean doesn't usually go off on his own like this." Armin smiled to Erwin before looking to Eren. "We should probably go find Jean. It's getting late too." Eren nodded, bidding farewell to Hange and Erwin, thanking them for their company.
Hange watched as Eren and Armin walked off, sighing as she rested her chin on her hand. She looked over to Erwin, her chin still resting on her hand. "You know, he's letting probably the most interesting thing walk away in years."
Erwin nodded, agreeing with the purple-haired lady. He, however, has known Levi for a lot longer than Hange has, and he was almost certain that Levi had ulterior motives than just letting Eren walk off like that.
"You sure you have no idea where he is?"
They exited the club room, the music slowly becoming muted as they walked into the foyer. Armin put his hands on his hips as he turned to face Eren. "He told me he was going to say hi to someone, I assumed it was someone he recognized so I didn't think into it. But now I have no idea where he is." Eren tsk'd trying to think of who to ask on where Jean could have potentially gone. He doubted Levi would know…
He looked over to the receptionist desk and saw that someone was there. He rushed over, placing his palms on the desk, startling the receptionist. The receptionist looked to Eren with a light glare.
"C-can I help you?"
"I'm looking for a grey-haired man, about the same length of hair like me. He came in with me and my friend Armin earlier tonight. You remember us, correct?"
The receptionist looked between Armin and Eren, nodding slowly before his eyes opened wide in recognition.
"Ah, yes I know where your friend is. He's upstairs I believe."
Eren and Armin looked to the receptionist quizzically. "Upstairs?" They both responded in unison. "What could Jean possibly be doing upstairs? Isn't that off limits to the public?"
"I could be wrong, but I think I saw him heading upstairs with Marco."
Eren's mouth dropped open as he took a deep breath through his nose and turned to face Armin. "Okay, so Jean is somewhere upstairs which means we're most definitely going to walk in on them doing indecent activities. All in favour of ruining it?" Eren raised his own hand, and Armin just shook his head turning towards the stairs. Eren followed him quickly, a few steps behind him. This Marco guy was a bit of a whore it seemed. At least Eren thought so anyway, arching a brow at his own thoughts.
They just were about to go up the steps until they were stopped again.
"Oi, what do you think you're doing?"
Armin and Eren looked behind them to see Levi standing there, eyes narrowed at them. Eren bounded down the two steps he took before Levi stopped them, stopping right in front of Levi. The height difference didn't seem to bother Levi, as he stood still in the position, he arrived in. He looked up to Eren with his arms crossed.
"Look, our friend has gone missing and apparently he's upstairs with someone called Marco."
Levi arched a brow, now interested in what Eren was telling him. No wonder Hange or himself couldn't locate Marco anywhere. He sighed, waving his hand, Eren moving aside for him to walk towards the stairs. Armin watched as he made his way upstairs, the two of them following the owner closely.
"I understand your concern but upstairs is off limits unless you work or live here. Don't do it again or else you won't be welcome here any longer." Levi looked over his shoulder to the two men, mainly to Eren who didn't acknowledge his cold stare. They made it to the top of the stairs. The second floor was a long hall with several doors. At the end of the hall was another small staircase that led to another floor. Levi began walking in the opposite direction to the room at the end of the hall. The door was not completely closed, a small crack open. Clearly, if they wanted privacy, they could have properly shut the door and locked it.
The noises coming from the room, however, told a different story.
Levi opened the door slowly, the three of them standing in the doorway awkwardly. As soon as Eren made it to the door he instantly turned around, cursing. "Jesus Christ!" Armin scratched the back of his neck, embarrassment evident all over his face.
The two in the room had looked at the door like deer caught in the headlights, Jean almost falling off the side of the bed as he lost his balance on his one knee. He started hopping as he tried to lift his boxers. Levi watched the duo in slight amusement as he looked to Marco.
"Hange is looking for you, I don't even get to fuck while I'm working."
Eren was leaning against the railing, looking down to the large foyer. It looked totally different from this vantage point. The long railing that scaled the top floor of the estate overlooked a large chandelier that lit the large foyer. The ceiling was rather high, as he took in how high the elaborate chandelier actually was. He watched as a few people came in, signing in and greeting the receptionist before walking into the club. He also watched in morbid fascination as a woman in a latex bodysuit walked out of the club room with a man in tow who was on his knees, following her closely. But always a few steps behind her.
Jean finally came out of the room, decently as he looked to Armin and then to Eren who turned around finally. "What in the fuck is wrong with you guys huh?" He asked, clearly annoyed.
Eren rolled his eyes as he made his way to the stairs, not bothering to say anything to Levi or thanking him for escorting them to find Jean. "Next time you feel the need to shove your dick in someone, at least let us know. Armin was shitting himself looking for you."
Jean was about to say something but stopped, understanding what Eren was trying to tell him. The 3 men made it to the main floor before Armin turned to Eren. He nodded in Levi's direction who was standing at the top of the staircase, simply watching the three of them. He looked over to Marco who was now dressed and made his way down the stairs. It was silent as he walked over to Jean who gave him a private smile and shoved something in Jean's hand. He looked down to what was in his hand and then to Marco and his retreating figure. Armin looked from Jean who was now looking at a small slip of paper with a content look on his face, and back to Eren.
"Eren, thank him for finding Jean." Armin nodded in Levi's direction giving Eren a small smile. Eren looked at him like he lost his mind, and just rolled his eyes and looked up to Levi. He now had his arms crossed over his chest in his signature neutral pose. Once again, Eren felt like was being rooted to the spot, the piercing gaze Levi was giving him an odd feeling in his body. The music coming from the other room gave him a strange calm like nobody else was there and all he could do was just keep staring into Levi's gaze.
Feeling unknown, and you're all alone... Flesh and bone, by the telephone… Lift up the receiver, I'll make you a believer…
Eren cleared his throat, shaking his head ever so slightly.
"Thanks for finding Jean for us, I sure as hell wouldn't have been able to find him." Eren thumb pointed to Jean who was scowling at him. Levi didn't say anything to him at first, just observing. Levi knew he was making Eren uncomfortable with his gaze, but that was the point. He watched as Eren shifted on his feet after thanking him, not knowing what else to say. Deciding he ravelled enough in his discomfort, he spoke.
"It's not an issue, brat. Just don't go adventuring into areas that are off limits, even though you were told that much."
Eren snorted and crossed his arms and turned around, making his way towards the exit, Armin and Jean in tow. He waved his hand over his shoulder as he nodded to the receptionist, leaving the establishment into the night, not looking back.
Levi watched as the large wooden door slowly closed, the trio of men no longer inside his domain. He sighed as he ran a hand through his undercut, walking down the stairs. He looked to his watch and saw that it was almost 1:00am. Another 2 hours and he would close up for the night. There weren't many people left inside the main area, and Levi felt like he could pull away for a few moments to catch a breath. He walked through the hall under the staircase and walked down a few steps that led to a sliding door. There was a small bistro table with two chairs and an ashtray. Turning on the small backlight, he stepped outside. The back of the estate faced a largely wooded area, the downtown core lights visible beyond the trees. He pulled out a pack of cigarettes, lighting one as he slowly sat down in a chair, feeling like he hadn't sat down at all tonight. He rested his elbow on the small table while scratching his forehead, looking quickly to make sure his cigarette was not burning his hair.
He really hadn't planned on seeing Eren again tonight, that was something he didn't expect. The kid had such an attitude though it almost baffled him. He would relish moulding him, training him, and breaking him. But, before any of that, there was the obstacle of warming him up to the idea of him coming here more often or talking to him more in general for starters.
It would be a process, but all the best things come with time. There was something about Eren that challenged all of Levi's principles and morals, the very fabric of his being. It was interesting. He hadn't felt like this about someone in ages, if ever, really. He engaged in scenes here at the club with the unbounded submissives, but beyond that, he really didn't engage in much else. He had a business to run and didn't have the time he once did. There also hasn't been anyone that captured his interest as much as Eren has in the last week. He knew something was different about him the moment he saw him walk into this house for the first time ever.
Levi stuck the cigarette butt in the ashtray before getting up and stretching. Time to call it a night.
