"Eren, get your fucking finger out of the cake batter!"

Eren looked up, quickly placing his finger in his mouth taking it out with an audible pop. "Don't be so grumpy. Its cake batter, not meat."

Levi rolled his eyes, turning his attention back to his phone. "I don't give a fuck what it is. I don't know where your finger's been. And I don't want to taste it in my food."

"You're making me bake a cake. I think I deserve something special."

Levi had to cover his mouth and bit his lip from saying his thoughts aloud. He was almost about to laugh even.

"You'll get something you little spoiled shit. My foot up your ass." Levi said bitterly, but humorously. It wasn't as serious as Eren thought it would be. But Levi did mean it.

"That sounds a little painful."

"It won't be as painful as-"

"Levi," Mikasa interrupted. She shot a look at Levi, and walked to the sink washing her hands free of the ham she was preparing. "Why don't you butter and season the turkey?"

"Do what?"

"You heard me. You can't seen to keep yourself entertained long enough to prevent yourself from saying such remarks, so I'll give you something to do."

"You don't know what I was gonna say." Levi replied plainly. He slid off the counter stool and walked past Mikasa.

"Yes, but I have the oddest feeling I won't like it. Now get to work."

Thanksgiving was no more than a few hours away and Mikasa and mostly Eren have been working around the kitchen trying to get dinner ready for noon tomorrow. Eren insisted on cooking the meal this year and letting his mom sit down and enjoy it instead of the usual, Carla makes almost everything while Eren acts as a semi-useless assistant.

Levi slid his phone in the back of his pocket, slightly irritated reading the comments online. He simply stared at the uncooked, currently unappealing meal. He wasn't the one who usually prepared turkey, much less knew how since Mikasa always did it voluntarily. Levi knew how to prepare ham, that was a simple task for him. But he knew learned how to properly make turkey.

"Need help?" Eren asked walking up behind Levi. "You're staring at it as if it stole your lunch money. I wouldn't be too surprised if that was true too."

"Real fucking funny, Jaeger-"

"Don't get your panties in a twist, grandpa. Its easy, watch," He gripped Levi's wrist guiding them into the butter and before Levi could retort, his hands slid along the meal, making him cringe at the unwelcoming feel.

"Take the butter and-"

"This is fucking gross..." Levi muttered, taking an unconscious step back.

"Grow the hell up," Eren said teasingly.

"You shut the hell up." The teen finally let Levi's hands go and the shorter male walked to the sink, washing his hand with large amounts of soap with inaudible profanities.

"Levi, do me favor," Mikasa said, pouring cake batter into a glass dish.

"No."

"Run to the store and get me some more vegetables, there isn't enough for everybody."

"Yeah sure, its better than buttering this disgusting bird anyway," Levi said, drying is hands and snatching his keys off the counter. He was careful of Isabel, who was sleeping peacefully near Mikasa.

"I'll be back in about two hours."

"I'm coming with you." Eren said, running to the sink and running his hands under hot water with soap.

"No you're not." Mikasa and Levi shouted almost in sync.

"Why the hell not? Last time I checked I could make my own choices," He retorted stubbornly. He pushed past Levi but the main caught his shoulder and pulled him back. Eren stumbled backwards and before he knew it, a sharp pain emerged from his back.

"And last I checked this was my home and my car." Levi said sharply.

"Eren!" Mikasa kneeled down next to the teen. "Are you alright?"

Eren growled, using his free hand to push her away. He then gripped the counter he bumped in and said, "I'm fine. I don't need you to tend to me like a baby, Mikasa," he then looked at Levi.

"And I'm coming with you."

~•~

Levi's top priority besides get out the cold, was to shut Eren the fuck up. He told the little shit to stay home and not come out where its fucking freezing. But if the little stubborn shit wants to get shit then by all means, go ahead. Levi will not give a single fuck.

"Levi, its cold."

"The heaters on."

"And the window on your side is open so... It kinda defeats the purpose."

"Look, I'm not suffocating in my own car because your shitty ass is cold. This is why I told you to stay home. But if you want to freeze your tits off go right a fucking head. See if I care."

"...There's another reason why you didn't want me to come out." Eren said simply, tugging his sweater tighter around him.

Levi eased on the break,slowing the car down a little. He squinted for a second then nodded. "You're right."

"What is it?"

"I'll give you a hint. It's starts with an F and ends with U. And if you guess it right, congratulations. You've proven you're not completely mentally handicapped."

"You're just a ray of light. You need an ice-cube up your ass, it'll cool you down a little." The man behind the wheel reminded silent for a moment, letting his imagination and colorful choice words run free before replying with a simple, "You would this, how exactly?"

Eren looked over. Levi returned the look with a quick sideways glance. "I didn't know you were into the kinky shit. You're probably wet thinking about it."

"You're such a fucking pervert. Go rent a porno or something, I'm not masturbation material!"

This time, Levi remained silent. Uncharacteristically silent. Usually, he wasn't above provoking his opponents or belittling anyone who irritates him. Honestly, this sudden change in character made Eren shut up and shift down deeper in his seat because he was afraid if he said another word something dreadful was gonna happen.

Levi pulled into a parking spot in front of a building Eren has heard about many times from the girls around school. The mall.

Sina districts only mall and probably one of the most expensive place in Sina besides those rich restaurants whereas you must have your pinky up while sipping half an ounce of tea or you'll be belittled and thrown out.

But the main question was why the hell were they here? Mikasa asked for vegetables not 500 dollar shoes with a matching handbag.

Eren had these thoughts running through his mind but the extremely distracting yet strangely beautiful lights coming from the building. He snapped out of his gawking when he heard the door slam and he realized Levi already got out the car and already walking towards the building.

He wasn't really gonna go in there, right?

Without second thought, Eren opened the door, slammed it and ran towards Levi. "Oi, don't break my fucking car!" The man stopped in his tracks and turned to see Eren running towards him.

"I didn't break it!" Eren called. When the teen finally reached the model, he asked with dragged, shaky breaths, "Are we really going inside here?"

"No, we're going up that woman's ass," he said sarcastically, pointing at a blonde woman who was packing her newly brought items into her car. "Don't ask such stupid questions."

"Sorry..." The shorter man began walking with Eren in pursuit. He could hear Eren's teeth rattling as he continued to tug at the worn out sweater trying to find whatever heat supply he could from the tattered winter wear.

Levi sighed, closing his eyes out of annoyance and sympathy. Again, he stopped dead in his tracks, Eren knocking into his back and almost falling over.

"Why'd you stop like that?! Did you go brain-dead or something? I'd hate to-"

Eren's eyebrow raised in confusing as Levi began go remove his jacket, leaving himself in a dark gray thickly weaved sweater with the word Corporal sewn on the top right of his chest in black. He turned to Eren and pulled his jacket around him, taking a few steps back to admire how Eren looked with his jacket. He smirked lightly and said, "It looks better on you than me."

"I...um...thank you?"

"What happened to the jacket I gave you last week, brat?" Levi asked, adjusting his sleeves.

"In my closet."

"It better be. Now come on, I got shit to do."

Inside the store, immediately warmth took over Eren's once half-frozen body completely thawing him out. He looked like a lost puppy inside the warm colored mall. He looked up in awe at the large chandelier hanging from the glass ceiling that exposed the night sky to the inhabitants inside.

He couldn't help but notice even the glass was frosting.

He looked back at Levi who was still wandering throughout the store without him.

"Levi, wait up!" Eren yelled. He ran to the short man, pushing past many people calling out "excuse me," and "sorry" to the passing shoppers.

"This isn't a fucking playground," Levi scolded coldly. "If I wanted a child to tag along, embarrass me and piss me off I would've taken Hanji."

Eren groaned, pushing his head into Levi' shoulder. "Don't tell me your becoming a snobby dick too..."

"Pfft, hell no. I like to piss you off, yes. But becoming a high-class douchebag is not what I had in mind."

Eren didn't respond. He was too busy looking around, adoring the sights and smells. He watched people go up the escalade to the second floor, he watched many people wonder in and out of stores. Some of them were even window shopping! But when they saw something that caught their eye, they waltzed inside and bought it. Unlike him and Armin standing outside stores picturing themselves with what they wanted but couldn't have.

Soon, they reached the middle of the store which was an area where you could sit down and there was a huge water fountain in the middle of it.

He didn't have second thoughts about running over and putting his hand in, letting the cool water let his warm skin. He smiled, despite the fact people passed by and gave him bitter looks as if he was a deranged mental patient.

Levi sighed, irritated by Eren's behavior. He sat down next to the supposed nineteen year old and crossed his arms. "You know, instead of you eating at the table like the "adult" you claim you are tomorrow, how about you sit in front of the TV with your sippy cup, bib, plastic spoon so you don't poke your tongue or eye out, I put on some cartoons that'll grant you intelligence and the intellect you'll need in life and call it a day? Your mom could even breastfeed you as a treat, how does that sound?"

Eren rolled his eyes, pulling his hand from the water fountain and flicking his fingers at Levi's face, letting water fly. He replied with an entertained smirk, "Sounds great. Except I'll be fine without the last part..."

"Cheeky little shit,"

"Thank you."

"It wasn't a compliant."

"But I'll take it."

"Whatever."

"Hey Levi," Eren said lowly.

"What the hell do you want now?"

"Do you remember when you said I was wet from thinking about that ice cube thing?" Levi noticed the red tinting his cheeks and the brat wouldn't look him in the eye.

Levi felt his face heat up just a little at Eren's strangely cute actions.

"For fucks sake, don't tell me you're actually turned on by that?!"

"..." Eren made a small whimper as he shifted closer to Levi and Levi didn't hesitate to wrap his arms around his waist.

"I never took you as the kinky type, brat." Eren let Levi kiss his neck. It took all his might to hold back his laugher. He leaned down towards the fountain, dipping his hand inside. He leaned to Levi's ear, lightly nipping on it. He then whispered, "I'm not." His hand swung up, water splashing on Levi and some water splashing on his shirt. Eren jumped back, bursting into an uproar of laughter as Levi stood, wiping the water from his face.

"Haha! Looks like you're the wet one now!"

The man growled, retaining his anger. Calmly, he walked over to Eren. He quickly scooped him up. "Hey, wait. Wait. Wait! Stop! No-no! I'm sorry, okay? I'm sorry! What are you- no!"

Levi didn't think twice about throwing his brat into the fountain. He even dusted his hands clean as if he touched an ancient vase with millions of years of dust built up on it just for dramatic effect.

Eren sat up, his wet locks sticking to his skin just like the clothes on his skin. Plus he was wearing skinny jeans and water only made it cling to his hips, legs and thighs.

Eren sighed heavily, his chest rising and falling as he did so. Hr took his hand pushed his wet hair from his eyes.

Levi only walked over and took a seat with a smirk gracing his lips almost crossing over into a smile.

"I really hate you."

"Well, I could say the same to you, shitstain. Tell me, how does the water taste?"

"Just like your dick. Disgusting."

"I'll give you that one."

"You took it too far!" Levi choked back his laughter, stifling it in his throat and held his hand out.

"Are you trying to help me? Fuck no, I got this myself. I'm pretty sure if I take your hand, you'll push me under the water and laugh as I struggle to come up for air."

"Oh come on, I'm not that cruel."

"..."

"Plus I think drowning is a terrible way to get rid of you. I wouldn't want you to experience that again because from what I know, it sounds pretty fucked up," Eren stood on his own, a wet sound sounded as he stepped out.

"Come here,"

"No."

"Where are you going?"

"Back home."

"How exactly?" Levi asked, taking his keys from his pocket and swinging them teasingly around his finger.

"Give me those."

"I'll give it to you the day Erwin's eyebrows fly."

"I'm not joking anymore. That was fucked up and you know it - What the fuck are you staring at?! Is there something you want because I don't want shit from your snobby asses!" Eren yelled at a couple who stopped and exchanged whispers as if Eren was a caged animal on display.

The couple jumped back startled, the husband wrapped his arms around his wife and ushered her away from the raging teen.

"I guess I'm a bad influence on you," Levi said to himself.

"I'm going home."

"First, you don't have my keys and second, if you did, do you even have a permit? And like hell I'm letting you drive my car and total it. I'll probably find it crashed into the side of an anger management building."

"Fuck you. I'll take the bus or something, I'm getting the hell away from you."

The models hand reached out and caught Eren's pulling him back. "You're really gonna get yourself sick if you do that."

"And you care because?"

"Because, you're a lot more shitty when you're sick and I have to try harder to keep both of us pleased."

Eren sneezed and sniffed. "See? Do yourself a favor and go to the bathroom and get out of those clothes. Give me about five minuets and I'll get you some clothes. Alright?"

"I... Okay, fine."

~•~

After Eren changed out his clothes into the foreign, slightly oversized clothes Levi brought, the model gave him about seven hundred dollars to walk around and purchase only clothing for him and his mother. And it took all his strength not to buy the newest game council on the market as well as a few games and gaming accessories.

So he wondered into a store simply called Physique and looked around. He brought a few warm looking shirts and a few pairs of jeans. And it totaled to about forty dollars already. That's how much he spends in about two months tops.

This continued on till about half past the hour. Bags lined his arms and this feeling felt new to him.

He sunk down in a seat in front of Tropical Smoothie. He placed the bags by his foot and placed his bag of wet clothes in the chair next to him. Eren then pulled out his phone, unlocked it and texted Levi quickly.

Eren: I'm ready to head home. I'm tired.

Levi: I'm behind two people before I check out. Where are you?

Eren: Tropical Smoothie

Levi: Alright, I'll meet you there

Levi: Did you buy bullshit?

Eren: No, I got what you told me to buy

Levi: Good

Levi: See you in a few

Eren set his phone down and sighed heavily, putting his head down to shut his eyes and turn off his brain until Levi gets there and takes him home.

"Is that who I think it is?"

"I don't know, he looks like it."

"What if he is?!"

"Ohhhhhhh, then everybody will be jealous for sure!" Eren looked up and nearly had a heart attack when two girls screamed in his face in delight. They jumped up and down, clinging onto each other and fumbling with their photos to get their pictures.

"You're Eren! The-the-the same boy who's dating Levi!"

Fangirls. The absolute last thing he wanted to see and hear. And just give it a few minuets, the sea of fans will come swarming around.

"Is it true?! Are you actually... Y-you know?" The taller girl asked as she lowered her phone.

Eren blinked for a moment and nodded his head tiredly.

"Where's Levi?! Is he in the line?! Levi? Oh Levi, where arrrrre yoooou~?" The slightly shorter girl cooed. If the other girl didn't have the platform on her shoe, the shorter girl would've been tallest.

"Can we get a picture?!" The taller girl asked. She placed a staw in her mouth and Eren watched as the strawberry smootie shoot through the straw.

"No, you cannot." Levi said as he walked up to the table. He placed a quick kiss on Eren's cheek, earning muffled squeals and took a seat. Keeping his items to himself and out of their sight.

"We don't take pictures with fans, it'll give off the wrong impression."

"W-we understand!" The taller female exclaimed, shoving her phone back into her pocket.

"Can we ask you a question though?"

"Don't fuc-"

"Yes, please. We don't mind." Eren interrupted. They both challenged cold looks at each other but Eren gave in first.

"Why did you guys post that photo? I-its not a bad thing! Don't... Don't get me wrong but isn't that kinda... Personal... Or private in other words?"

Levi nodded, resting against the seat before he said anything. "You're correct. But nothing's private when you're well known and that's a con. Though, it wouldn't have seen the light of day if I didn't have such an illiterate coworker. She must've sent or saved one to some secret file or some shit because I know I deleted all of them."

"How can you be so sure?" The shorter girl questioned. She pulled up a chair and sat down waiting for an answer.

"Are you questioning me? I'm pretty damn sure I got rid of all of them. Sure, there are plenty of dimwitted models but I certainly am not one of them." The model replied coldly.

"Ooh, what made you want to become a model Eren?!" The tall girl asked.

"Oh I uh, I didn't want to become one. I'm still studying to become a Marine Biologist."

"I'm becoming a Marine Biologist! Right, Carly?!"

"I'm not, you can." The girl named Carly deadpanned.

Their conversation fell silent rather quickly and the short girl with the ponytail decided to say, "Do you guys know you're getting a lot of hate because of that picture?"

Eren and Levi's looks didn't change. "We're well aware, thank you." Levi responded.

"You guys don't feel the least bit offended? They keep shaming you for liking eac-"

Levi's fist slammed against the table to signal her to be quiet. The sudden action was enough to wake up Eren's senses. "What was that?" Eren asked.

"They're shaming you guys. On Twitter and Instagram and stuff."

"I think you two should go-" Levi said, standing up and trying to usher the girls away from their table.

"No, wait. They can stay. Explain this to me. Everything."

The girls looked at Levi who sunk back in his seat and currently focused on Eren. "You girls can go. Thanks for the company and big mouthes."

When they left, and stopped snapping photos and screeching like bats out of hell, Eren demanded the truth and Levi was reluctant to give it to him.

"Look, there are a lot of... Slurs going around and we're probably not going to be able to perform at Celeb Feast because of them."

"What are they saying."

"God hates us, death threats, homophobic remarks and shit like that. They act like big shit but in reality their unsocial people who hide behind a keyboard."

Eren nodded. "Why didn't you tell me this before?"

"Because I'm not your fucking social notification. I told you to keep watch of your own feed and what goes up. Plus I didn't think you'd handle it well. The first time I kissed you around someone who was, you bitched at me and cried."

"I didn't cry. And forget about that, what do you plan on doing to fix this mess?"

Levi shrugged. "I don't know. And why the fuck is it always me? Levi, what are you gonna do about this, Levi, what are you gonna do about that? Give yourself some advice and grow the fuck up."

"..."

"How about this. What are you gonna do about this? I'm not the only one in this relationship." Levi said.

"Pfft, this isn't a relationship. It's a rollercoaster ride and I can't get off."

"Oi, I asked you out you little shit. You agreed. So this is like basically a love-hate type shit. Now spew your plan, brat. I would assume you'd have some type of smarts in there."

"Hm... I do.."

"Well then what the fuck are you waiting for? Your balls to drop? If so, let me know so I can leave right now so I can live the rest of my life. I'll be back in about eighty-five years or so."

"You're just mad cause your balls are sagging."

"Like your boobs?"

"I'm not a girl!"

"Mhm. You're cute. Keep telling yourself that."

"Anyways, let's get off the topic of belittling Eren. I saw this... Scarf... In a store and I bought it for Jean..."

"Whoa Jean?"

"My pet horse, I visit him Mondays, Thursdays, and Fridays. But hear me out," he reached into the bag below and pulled out a multicolored scarf.

"I was thinking... How about we wrap this around each other and take a picture then upload it. That's all I got."

"Pretty solid idea, fine. We'll go with it. It sounds like a better idea than mine."

"What was yours..?"

"You're over eighteen, correct?" Levi asked slowly, a dark smirk sweeping across his lips.

"I'm going back to the car."

"So how did you plan on doing this, exactly?"

Eren shifted towards Levi and tied the scarf around his neck, doing the same to himself as well. They were parked in front of Titan Chronical and after this, Eren would head inside and give his mother the gifts he brought for her. But for none, only one task was at hand and it would only take two minuets tops to get over with.

"Kiss me then I'll take the shot, okay? Its simple."

Levi rolled his eyes, turned towards Eren and hesitated for a moment before leaning forward and pressing their lips together. Eren was tense for the first few couple of seconds and exhaled slowly, relaxing his body and melting to Levi's addicting taste.

It was strange. Levi felt so comforting when he was around Eren or at least when he showed his softer side. But he was still a rude bastard who pissed him off. Besides that, Levi had this distinct feel and taste that comforted Eren. His presence made Eren feel the safety he's been missing for a while now. And it felt all too good.

Eren snapped the picture quickly and allowed his phone to drop, letting his hands find purchase at Levi's side and roam freely though his ebony locks. Levi broke away, heated pants was the only thing heard in the car. It was getting cold inside, but it didn't seem to bother either one of them.

"Why did you pull away?" Eren asked with a low voice. He sat uncomfortable on top of Levi who's back was pressed against the door and his head against the window.

"This is gonna get out of hand." He warned. He tried to push Eren off him but the brunette remained planted, instead he leaned closer.

"I was kinda hoping it would..."

Levi smirked, using his thumb and index finger to pulled Eren's chin forward. "Are you sure about this? I'm not taking it easy on you. You're too damn innocent and I'm taking every last bit of that away from you."

"I was expecting an answer worse than that." Eren responded. He was going to continue their heated kiss but Levi stopped him.

"I'm serious. Whenever I try to make a move, you usually complain an it ruins the mood."

"I'm not complaining, am I? If anything, I'm begging."

"I don't think you're ready. Not yet."

"You're always trying to fuck me, why are you giving up now when I'm willing to do this too?"

"Because, I don't want to do something we might regret." Levi half lied.

"I won't regret it."

"..."

Eren kissed him, letting him know via kiss that he won't regret it. Even if Levi does, this is Eren's choice. Even if its a terrible mistake, he'll learn from it. Right?

"I want to." Eren mumbled. He kissed his way along Levi's neck trying to find a place to leave a mark.

"These are your hormones taking control. You think you want to do this, but you don't." Levi moaned softly. Eren rolled his eyes.

"You're giving in too."

"You're right. Now get off. I'm not gonna fuck you tonight."

Eren pushed, finally done with trying to finish the deal with this stubborn old shit. What the hell's with him. For as long as Eren has known him, he would've given in and they'd be banging in the backseat. He slid off Levi, retrieved his phone and new belongs.

"I can see why Petra left you. And to be honest, I'm thinking about doing the same."

A/N: Authors note and Review Responses are in the next chapter.

Also, yaoi is in the next chapter! And it kinda comes out of the blue~