Week Seven: To Your Posts

"Are you going out to see Levi?" Eren asked eagerly, practically bouncing up and down like a puppy with eyes wide and excited.

"Uh, yeah..." Mikasa wrapped her scarf around her neck, picking up her leather bag from the side and slipping her phone into it.

"We've got that new film on DVD. Ask him if he wants to come over and watch it some time."

"Levi doesn't like films." Mikasa clicked the front door handle down.

"Well he can come over any time he likes. Make sure to tell him."

"I will..." She nodded, quickly leaving so she could get away from Eren's persistent talking.

Ever since he had met with Levi, he had taken an immediate liking to him. To Eren, Levi was some sort of strong, cool role model, despite cursing and arguing with him for the first five minutes. Mikasa wasn't sure what had happened, but once Eren had started asking Levi questions, he had become more and more intrigued. Now he wouldn't stop asking about him. Eren said that he just 'gave off a powerful aura'. It was safe to say that Eren approved greatly.

Levi's car was waiting where it always did and Mikasa opened the door so she could slip into the passenger seat. As she did so, she felt a twinge in her stomach.

"I would pick you up from your front door, but that creepy little brother of yours..."

"He hasn't liked someone this much in a while. Not since that blond history professor at our college. Oh, and he says you're free to come over whenever." Levi sniffed, dissatisfied. As he pulled away form the kerb, he noticed Mikasa holding her stomach.

"What's up?" He asked. Mikasa didn't say anything for a few seconds.

"... My stomach hurts a little."

"Want to go back?"

"No, I'm okay."

They sat in silence, watching the world go by past their window. They travelled from busy streets into country roads, where grey became green and the sound of beeping horns was replaced by silence. The road opened out into one winding road surrounded by nothing but heather coated hillsides. The tarmac twisted up and down and out of sight.

"You've put weight on." Levi mused. Mikasa shot him a glare, but realised that he didn't mean that as an insult. "Have you been working less? Or is it all these meals I've taken you out for?"

"I've had to lower my hours at work..." She began. Levi waited for her to explain, until he realised that she was intending to leave the conversation there.

"Why?"

"I just have."

"Is this one of those things where I'll never know?"

"Probably."

"Stubborn bitch." He clicked his tongue but said no more. "Does Eren know?"

"No."

"Does any body know?"

"... No."

"What was that pause for? Does someone actually know?"

"There's someone... who may know... but then again, he's an idiot."

"Makes sense." Levi remarked dryly.

"So where are we heading?" She asked suddenly. Levi scowled at her to let her know that he wasn't happy that she was changing the subject, but he let her regardless.

"Somewhere down here there's a pub and a car park. There's a nice walk through the hills that loops back to the pub."

"We've been eating out a hell of a lot."

"It's the only dates I can get you to go on. I hate films and shopping. You hate-"

He stopped mid-sentence as Mikasa grunted in pain. She bent over in her seat, grasping at the fabric of her t-shirt over her stomach. Levi searched for a place to stop down the road and cursed. The wouldn't be a lay-by for a while yet.

"Mikasa," He said, softly. "We should go back."

"It's just cramps." She grunted. Levi sighed heavily, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel.

"Mikasa, you're not in any state to be forcing yourself to make conversation. Let's just go back."

"It'll wear off soon."

"We can come out another day."

"Levi!" Mikasa snapped at him. He jumped in surprise. "Just shut up!" He did so, eyes widening a little in surprise. For the next ten minutes, he cast curious glances at her. He wondered about her sudden mood swing. It seemed she didn't want to speak until she had calmed down, sitting with her arms folded facing the other way. She didn't seem angry with him. He hadn't done anything wrong, she just wasn't in a good mood. He left her to sort her emotions out alone.

They arrived at their destination before she had done so properly, and it was fifteen minutes into their walk when she decided to speak.

"You look good in polo shirts." She noted, finally looking at him.

"I look better without." He shrugged. Mikasa sniggered and Levi knew she was okay again.