The next day when Eren drove up the drive way to the front of the house, the door was wide open. He'd sent Levi a quick text on the way over that he was coming. Levi hadn't answered, Eren could only assume, that as it wasn't even ten in the morning yet, that he'd probably still be asleep.
Eren climbed out of his car and shut the door, he noticed that Petras car was gone meaning she'd already been around that morning. He paused. He could of sworn he'd heard a muffled screamed. He waited a moment and heard nothing. Eren then brushed it off and headed inside, knocking on the door frame as he did. Silence.
"Levi?" Eren called out, trying not to be too loud if Levi had really been sleeping.
Then as Erens foot touched the first step, Levi appeared at the top of them, dressed comfortably in black jeans and a dark grey t-shirt.
"Hey." Eren gave a small wave. "I did text you that I was coming over."
"Hmm. Yeah, I can't find my phone." Levi groaned, clearly annoyed with that particular topic.
"You don't think you dropped it somewhere in the backyard do you?" Eren wished he could cover his face to hide his blush that rose at the mention of that place.
"I fucking hope not." Levi rubbed at his eyes tiredly.
"I'll help you look for it." Eren offered a smile.
"Go look out on the patio then." Levi nodded his head at the hall beside the stairs.
"Sure thing." Eren gave a lazy salute and made his way out on to the patio.
He pushed open the door and suddenly wished he hadn't. They'd made more of a mess then he'd remembered. Apparently Levi hadn't been out here yet, it was unlikely he even knew the state that it was in. Was it like this everytime Levi had friends over?
Eren stepped out into the chaos. Two of the chairs were stacked on top of the table, while the rest were laying on there sides. A bowl of pretzels was spilled across the table top, mixed in with what looked like gummy bears and olives. There was a pile of broken glass under the table and next to it, a dozen empty beer cans. And then Eren noticed someones underwear was hanging from the above head rafters.
"Thoes are so not mine." Eren stared up at the black boy legs.
"I am going to kill Mike."
Eren gasped and spun to see Levi standing behind me, eyes narrowly deadly.
"How do you know thoes are Mikes?" Asked Eren.
"He spent two years doing underwear modeling to pay for college. Erwin thought it'd be a great idea to frame a bunch of them and hang them in there bedroom." Levi looked completely and utterly done with life. "Mike ended up with so many pairs of underwear I don't think he's had to buy any since he was nineteen."
Eren stared at him for a moment, completely stunned.
"You don't happen to have any of thoes pictures on hand do you?"
"You want to be fucking hung up there as well?" Levi snapped at him, guesturing to the wooden beams.
"Nope. Nevermind. I'm good." Eren scanned back over the carnage. "So I think we'll need some grabage bags and a broom and possibly a hazmat suit."
Levi threw a pair of rubber gloves and a garbage bag Erens way.
"You offered. Get cleaning Brat." Said Levi as he turned and stared back up the hall. "Tell me if you find my phone!"
Eren groaned and pulled on the gloves. In the back of his mind he could hear his mother telling him that he helped make the mess therefore he should help clean it.
"Let's do this." He said with way too much determination for someone who was about to scoop up a bunch of soggy pretzels.
Seventy two minutes and twenty three seconds later, Eren stepped back to survey his work.
The chairs had been righted and cleaned off of any miscellaneous residue. The glass and beer cans had been cleared. The sticky mess atop the table was gone and the surface once more spotless. Then he glanced up where the underwear still hung from.
"Damnit." Eren cursed.
He sighed and climbed onto the table cautiously, kicking himself because now he'd have to wipe it down again. He wrinkled his nose as he reached up and pulled the underwear down, quickly depositing them in the garage bag. Eren climbed back down off the table. Wiped it down once more. And stood back again.
"Now, I'm done."
"Not awful, brat."
This time Eren almost screamed.
"Would you stop doing that!"
"It's not my fault you shit your pants everytime some makes a noise."
"Please God." Eren whined dramatically. "Just let me die."
"Did you end up finding my phone? I looked through the house about six times. If it was there I would have found it by now." Levi changed the subject from Erens turmoil.
"Oh, no. Sorry." Eren said apologetically. "It might be out there then."
Eren nodded to the trees.
"Fuck."
"Yup." Said Eren, as he pulled out his own phone. "I'll call your phone and go search for it."
"Fine. Thanks." Levi grumbled and started towards the trees.
Eren followed after him, bringing up his contacts list and making sure Levi couldn't see his caller ID; Small Angry Hot Man.
Eren put it up too his ear.
"It's ringing." He said.
They broke though the tree line, trying to tread carefully and make as least noise as possible. Eren tried not to linger on thoughts of what had happened between him and Levi last night. But Levi had been drunk and had kissed him. And Eren had kissed back. And then Levi had stopped what he had started before it could really go anywhere. Now Eren was trying not to let his disappointment show.
"What's your ringtone?" Asked Eren softly.
"The same one it came with." Levi shrugged.
"Well, I'm not hearing any generic ring tone." Eren paused to listen. He then pulled the phone away from his ear and hung. "It says your phone is unavailable."
"Fucking hell. The batteries probably dead." Levi groaned. "Anyway, if it's out here somewhere I highly doubt I'm ever going to find it."
"You don't have anything too important on there do you?"
"No. I have two cells. One for personal business and one for work. If was my work phone, then yes. I'd be in a pretty shitty situation." Levi explained.
"Makes sense." Eren nodded.
"Come on, brat." Levi guestured back towards the house. "You can help me with the dishes or some shit."
"Okay." Eren grinned and jogged after him.
"Jesus Christ kid. They're just dishes. I'm not offering you a blow job here." Levi looked at his joyous reaction strangly.
"I know that!" Eren snapped, cheeks coloured brightly at Levi's words. "Get your mind out of the gutter."
"You say that like I'm the hormonal teenager."
"I'm not hormonal and I'm not a teenager!" Eren felt his anger rising inside him and forced himself to remember to breath. His mother would be more then a little pissed off if he wasted all thoes expensive anger management classes he went to as a kid.
"Yes, I know. Your a whole twenty years old. Such a big boy." Levi practically snickered.
"You know what? I hope you never find your phone." Eren pouted and turned his face in the other direction.
"Your one in a million brat." Levi chuckled to himself.
"What?" Eren quickly looked back over at him.
Had he heard Levi correctly? One in a million? Eren tried not to let himself think to long on it. That could result in him thinking Levi liked him the same way Eren liked him. If he acted on it and was wrong it would be pretty embrassing. Like crawl into a ditch and die embrassing.
"I said your a moron." Levi rolled his eyes and stood aside to let Eren step through the back door.
"Your so mean." Eren grumbled. "And here I came over to help you clean and ask you to hang out with me and friends tonight. I am honestly feeling really attacked right now."
"You and your friends?" Levi irked a brow at him.
"Yeah." Eren perked up a mite. "I'm not sure whether or not you'll be interested in it. You'll be hanging out with a bunch of college kids, but every two weeks we have movie night. Its the only time when all of our schedules are open at the same time. So, we get together, watch a movie, stuff our faces. I promise it's not nearly as lame as it sounds."
"A movie sounds fine, it's your friends that are concerning."
"I can't argue with you there." Eren shrugged sleepishly.
"I'll go though." Levi answered.
"Seriously?" Eren smiled like it was Christmas morning.
"Yes, now wipe that look off your face before I slap it off."
--Tuesday To Tuesday--
"I'm actually impressed." Levi stated emotionlessly, observing his now once more prefectly immaculate home.
"Gee thanks." Eren snorted.
"I mean it. Your not a complete liability."
"I'll take what I can get." Eren sighed and shrugged. "My mothers pretty big on cleanliness. Eighteen years on being lectured on how to wipe a counter top correctly had to stick eventually."
"Eighteen years well spent if you ask me."
"Nine year old me strongly disagrees."
"Nine year old you was probably a grubby little brat."
"...I mean, your not wrong..."
Levi rolled his eyes and stepped into the kitchen.
"Tea or coffee?"
"Depends on what tea you got." Eren leaned against the back of the couch.
"It's Earl Grey or nothing." Levi challenged him with a stare.
"A man of good taste then." Eren gave an easy smirk. "Two sugars please."
Levi went about making the tea and Eren spent a whole eleven seconds staring at Levi's backside before he realized that he probably shouldn't do that. He made a quick turn, searching for something to occupy himself. He spotted a large painting on the wall above a chest of drawers. Infact Levi had several paintings hanging in the lounge room alone. Eren should have assumed that an art dealer would like purchased a thing or two for himself.
Eren approach what he could guess was an oil painting. Naturally he couldn't be sure but the outdoor scene had a certain european vibe. Either French or Italian. The warm colours blended together seemlessly, Eren couldn't tell where the orange ended and yellow begun.
It's a homley, Eren decided.
He glanced across the room at another painting hanging on a space of wall between a bookcase and the side of the balcony door. This was a still life, Eren remembered from his highschool art class. A china bowl sitting alone on a table.
It seems too empty, like there should be more to it, Eren thought.
"A little boring, huh?"
Eren jolted on the spot.
"Levi..."
"Your too easy." Levis lips twitched in to the thinnest of smirks.
Levi handed him his tea and took a sip of his own.
"And your cruel." Eren murmured into the rim of his cup.
"Your in this of your own accord." Levi replied monotonously. "Come on. Out on to the balcony. I don't trust you not to spill it."
"I'm not a toddler, thank you very much."
"Please, I don't even let Erwin and Hanji eat and drink in side my house."
They moved out on to the balcony and took seats adjacent to each other.
"So, will your sister be around tonight?" Asked Levi. "Hanji mentioned something last night about her being able to breaking me with her bare hands."
"Right. Well. Hanjis not wrong. Mikasa could give Jesus a dead leg if she wanted to. And her girl friend Annie could throw a round house kick at the devil like you couldn't believe."
"How comforting." Levi muttered.
"It'll be fine. As long as Annie doesn't see anything wrong I doubt she'll let Mikasa start anything." Eren assured him.
"And if she does find something 'wrong'?"
"Then I suggest moving to the mainland for safety."
"Thanks for the tip." Levi chuckled and Eren took a large gulp to hide his blush.
Then his phone vibrated in his pocket. He dug it out and sigh when he saw a new message from his sister.
"Speak of the devil."
"Time for your nap?"
"Wow. Your so funny. Tell me another." Eren chewed his lip in annoyence.
Levi ignored him.
Eren opened the message and groaned loudly.
"If it's not nap time then what is it?" Asked Levi.
"She's just bugging me about my inhaler."
"Asthmatic?"
"If you can even call it that." Eren pouted. "I haven't had an attack in over three years. I'm completely fine, but Mikasa insists that I have an inhaler on me just incase. I started carrying one in my car just to get her off my back."
"And?"
"And she wrote down the expiry date of it somewhere and says that it's expired and I need a new one. God, she needs to chill out." Eren slapped a palm to his face.
The phone vibrated again. Eren read the message.
"Great. Now she's all suspicious and is saying that I probably though it out." Eren shoved his phone away with little care. "I'll be right back."
Eren handed his cup to Levi and headed though the lounge room and down the stairs. He intended to go retrieve the inhaler from his glove box to send is sister a picture partnered with an obnoxious reply. Then he heard another noise and this time it wasn't his phone vibrating.
He paused in the entry way. He glanced behind him down the hall. Nothing. Then the noise was there again. Almost like a scream. He turned to the garage door beside him and started reaching for the door Nov when he stopped himself.
You utter fucking moron. This is how people die in horror movies, Eren thought scornfully too himself.
Eren took and step back to the bottom of the stairs and shouted up them.
"Levi!"
"What!"
"There's screaming coming from your garage! Come tell me if I'm losing it or not!"
"What the fuck?" He heard Levi growl and some shuffling before he appeared at the top of the stairs. "The fuck you mean screaming?"
"Come here." Eren guestured. Levi clicked his tongue annoyedly and came down the stairs with no small amount of attitude. "Wait a minute."
Several seconds passed and Levi looked about ready to kick his ass.
"Eren-"
"Quiet!" Eren hushed him.
The screaming was back. Levis brows knitted together as he looked over at the garage door.
"What the hell?"
"See. I told you." Eren insisted.
"Yeah, yeah. Good for you." Levi approached the door nonchalantly and threw it open.
Eren held his breath. The screaming was less muffled now but still distant and now was accompanied by a tapping noise. Levi stepped inside.
"What is it?" Asked Eren.
"Go and get my car keys. There on hook at the top of the stairs." Levi didn't look back at him.
Eren raced back up the stairs, snatched the keys and decended once more.
"Here." Eren handed them to Levi, glancing inside the garage nervously.
"There's nothing. Not in the garage anyway." Levi dismissed.
"Then where the fuck is that screaming coming from?" Erens voice trembled a small part.
Levi strolled up to his expensive car and knocked twice on the trunk. The mysterious noise grew louder. Levi stuck the key in the slot.
"Are you telling me there's someone in there?" Eren said in disbelief.
"Not just someone." Levi sighed as he turned the key and the boot popped open.
"Holy shit Levi!" Hanji panted. "We've been screaming for ages!"
"It was Hanjis idea!" Mobilt added quickly.
"They were in there the whole time?" Eren exclaimed. "How the fuck did they even manage to lock themselves in there?"
"I'm about to find out." Levi grabbed Hanji roughly by the back of the head and hauled them out of the car.
"Please don't kill us." Moblit squeeked weakly.
"Honestly your trunk is way more comfortable then any other trunk I've been in Levi." Hanji grinned to hide the obvious pain. "You should be proud."
"I'm only going to ask you once Hanji. Did you fuck your husband in the trunk of my car?" Levi spoke in dangerously low voice.
"...I mean not completely." Hanji gave a pityfull shrug. "We only did hand stuff."
Mobilt hid his face in his hands.
"You are so dead to me shitty glasses." Levi shoved them away in disgust.
"Oh, hey." Eren said as he glanced inside the trunk were Hanji had been.
"Right! We should also mention that your phone was with us the whole time." Hanji scratched at the back of there neck guilty. "It died last night before we could even call for help."
"Dead to me." Levi repeated.
--Tuesday To Tuesday--
After a rather dramatic scene of Hanji and Mobilt begging for there lives, Levi called them a cab and all but physically kicked them out of his front door. He made himself and Eren each another cup of tea, seeing how there first ones had gone cold and Eren had finally gotten around to proving to his sister that he was still carrying his inhaler. Mikasa had been right though, it was out of date.
Levi told Eren he could leave whenever he wanted. Eren could just text him his address and he'd be over for the movie night or whatever Eren had invited him to. But Eren had insisted on staying like he'd insisted on helping. He'd said something cocky about using every chance to steal his heart. Confident tone not matching the redness that threaten to possess his entire face. Levi had left the room with the excuse of laundry so he wouldn't run risk of Eren seeing any traces of a pleased look on his face. And now there he was. A single brow raised as Eren snored lightly on his couch.
His mouth slightly ajar, long dark lashes laying against his cheeks. One leg slung over the arm, the other stretched over the side and on to the floor. One arm resting above his head, the other cuddled to his abdomen. Shirt raised slightly to his waist revealing a strip of pure flesh.
Levi snapped his head away with abrupt force.
Levi shouldn't have been surprised by the fact that Eren had suddenly dropped. He'd been a collage student at one point too and knew that Eren probably lived off three hours of sleep a night, two minute noodles and energy drinks. Levi remembered what Hanji had been like and wondered for a moment how she even survived on timed five minute naps and caffeine patchs alone.
Then Levi remembered where he was, standing over a kid sawing logs on his couch. And not just any kid an annoyingly attractive kid who just so happened to have some werid infatuation with him. He turned on his heel with the intent to leave Eren to his sleep and possibly take a cold shower or two. As he passed the kitchen, he noticed his mobile sitting on the bench. His personal phone had been put on charge and his business phone was always in reach should he need it. His fingers twitched.
He's sleeping like the dead, Levi assured himself. He'll never know.
Levi snatched his phone off the bench and quickly unlocked it. He stepped back over to the end of the couch. Eren hadn't moved a mite. He opened his camera app and after being sure that the volume and flash were securely off, snapped a picture.
Levi did feel some kind of shame, but the urge had been too much to resist.
When this week is over he'll be gone, a single pictures not hurting anyone, Levi convinced himself.
He glanced down at Eren, still dead to the world and shook his head fondly. He headed out on the balcony to observe his picture. It was just as Eren had been of course. Spralled out on his couch, peaceful and soft. Levi rubbed a hand down his face tiredly.
This brat is going to be the death of me.
--Tuesday To Tuesday--
Several hours later Levi smacked Eren in the face with cushion.
"Rise and shine fucker."
"What year is it!" Eren shot up off the couch, words slurring together grogily.
"Time for you to calm the hell the down." Levi wrinkled his brow at his alarmed stance. "It's almost five. You should also check your phone."
Eren scanned the couch for a moment then found it. He turned on the screen and found four texts. He groaned.
"Jeans a dick." He summised.
"When are we supposed to go to your movie thing?" Asked Levi.
"Oh, crap. Right. That. I almost forgot." Eren laughed nervously. "They won't start without us, but we should get going. If we take too long Sasha will start to eat everything insight."
"That's more then a little concerning."
"Nah, that's just Sasha." Eren waved him off. "I actually think it's pretty impressive. Shes won every eating competition shes ever entered."
"Right. So, are we going or not?"
"Yeah. You want me to drive? I'm all good to drop you home after."
"Sure, thanks.."
They both headed down stairs. Eren climbed in to the drivers side and Levi passenger seat. Eren made his way up the long drive leading out on to the road.
The whole half hour drive to Erens place was largely uneventful. Eren filled Levi in on what generally occurred during there movie nights.
"We'll order pizza, but Sasha and Connie order there own separately because Sasha can't share to save herself. And after Marco makes a desert of some kind and we eat some more." Eren explained. "The movie we watch is decided by who's turn it is. I'm pretty sure it's Reiners turn so we'll probably end up watching something either Sandra Bullock or Keira Knightley related."
As they pulled up outside the house, Eren turned to Levi with a nervous smile.
"Well, here we are."
"It's surprisingly normal looking...and nice." Levi arched a brow at the large single level house though the window.
"What'd you expect? Some kind of hovel? There's eight of us living here so we can afford a place that's more expensive then we could had if there was less of us." Eren shrugged.
The front door swung open before either of them had even gotten out of the car.
Sasha and Connie sprung out onto the front lawn.
"Hey, Eren!" They both waved dementedly.
Eren shot Levi an almost guilty smile
"I'm sure it'll prove to be an interesting night." Levi sighed and opened his door.
"Oh. Hey, Mr Levi!" Connie added when he saw that Eren hadn't arrived alone.
"They did know I was coming right?" Levi eye'd Eren over the roof of the car.
"I may have forgotten to mention it." Eren chewed his bottom lip. "Don't worry though. No one will care."
"Hurry up!" Sasha whined. "They wouldn't let us order the pizza until you showed up."
"You say that like you probably haven't already eaten your weight in food today." Eren rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, yeah." Sasha stuck out her tongue at him. "Just get your butts inside."
Levi glanced over at Eren dubiously. Eren shrugged and headed for the front door, Levi close behind.
"Do you guys know what movie were watching yet?" Eren asked Connie.
"Nah. It's Reiner turn though, so will probably just end up watching 27 Dresses again." Answered Connie.
"He's such a walking stereotype." Sasha laughed and the shut the door behind them all.
"Hey, everyone! Guess what! Eren brought a guest!" Connie screamed at the top of this lungs.
"Take it down a notch you fucking spaz!" Came a voice somewhere in the house.
"Oh, hey."
Suddenly a camera was in Levi's face.
"Are you right there?" Levi was ready to throw his camera back in his face when Eren grabbed the others man wrist.
"Give it a rest Jean! Just for once!" Eren shoved him away.
"Do you have any idea the risk your taking bringing him into this house hold?" Jean asked seriously. "This is the night that people will die."
"And you will be that person if I see that camera again." Eren gritted out between his teeth.
"Your such a drama queen." Jean shut his view finder and rolled his eyes.
"Blow me Horse Face!" Eren spat.
"I thought that was Levi's job!" Came the same voice that had yelled at Connie before.
Eren turned to Levi, blushing brightly.
"Ignore what."
"I'm trying." Levi replied, although his flat facial expression said otherwise.
"Hey there." Came two sunny voices.
Levi vaguely remembered who these people where. He quickly categorised them as the Angel of Death and Freckles.
"Hey guys." Eren replied, seemingly glad to see them.
"Mikasa and Annie are in there room." Freckles supplied.
"So, your probably in the safest place you could be right now." The Angel of Death added.
"Thanks." Eren sagged with relief.
"How comforting." Levi muttered.
"Everyone is the lounge room ordering the pizza." Freckles nodded down the short hall. "Sorry, it's not going to be very fancy or anything."
"You clearly haven't heard how I spent my time last night." Said Levi.
"Christa!" The same voice was screaming again. "Christa come and help me beat the shit out of Berthold!"
"Leave him alone, Ymir!" Christa shouted back down the hall and then looked back at them with a smile. "I should probably go and make sure no bones get broken."
"Oi! You fuck tard, watch the camera!" The next yelp was obviously Horse Face, A.K.A Jean.
"I'm right behind you." Marco quickly followed behind her.
"Ah..." Eren was clearly trying to not look as guilty as he did.
"Calm the fuck down, Brat. You've already met all my 'friends'. Don't you think I'd be used to the crazy by now." Levi sighed, disturbed by the fact that Erwin and Hanji would haunt him until the day he died.
"We did find Hanji and Mobilt in the trunk of your car." Eren nodded in agreement.
Levi felt a tug deep in his chest at Erens eased mood and he visibly relaxed.
"So, are we just going to stand in your hallway all night?"
"I mean, it's probably way safer, but yeah." Eren nodded. "Come on."
Eren lead him up the short hall and into an wide open space, where the lounge room, dinning room and kitchen were all found. Eight of Erens friends were crowded around the TV that played some random children's afternoon program.
It took Levi several seconds to process what all the yelling taking place was about.
"We are not watch Titanic again Reiner."
"But I love it!"
"Oh, my, god, you gay bitch! We get it! But you've choosen it for your last six turns!"
"You don't understand Ymir!"
"I don't want to understand!"
"Welcome to hell." Levi and Eren turned around to face the person behind them.
This time it was Armin, the Blond Coconut.
"Yeah, thanks." Eren laughed bitterly.
"Come on, Eren. You should be happy. You get to spend time with your crush and hopefully future husband." Armin smiled, unabashed by his words.
"Ha, ha, ha." Eren laughed loudly and with no short measure of sarcasm. He then grabbed his friend tightly be the shoulder. "We need to talk."
"Okay." Armin smiled wider.
"I don't mean to leave you to fend for yourself but-" Eren was cut off by Levi's nonchalant wave.
"I'm sure I'll survive."
"Thanks." Erens gripped tighten.
"It was just a joke." Armin started looking a small part concerned.
"Bedroom. Now."
Levi watched Eren steer the small blond away up the long hall lined with doors.
"Hey, Mr Levi." Freckles was beckoning him over the into the lounge room. "We don't bite."
"As long as you stay clear of Sasha." Ymir belted out a laugh.
"Hey!" Sasha looked over at her husband expectantly. The two of them were sharing a large bean bag.
"Can't get mad if it's true." Connie shrugged and everyone laughed.
"Jean, move your ass for the man." Ymir guestured to Levi.
"Why do I have to move?"
"Just move." Marco rolled his eyes and nudged Jean.
The two stood up the moved onto the other couch. Levi sat by who he now remember as the Blond Gorilla, Reiner and his boy friend, the unreasonably tall one.
"So, I think we can move past the threats at this point." Said Reiner. "You hurt Eren. Will kill you. It's pretty standard really."
"If we're not threatening him anymore, what are we doing?" Asked Sasha.
"That would be slowly inducting him into our cult." Ymir nodded seriously.
"Don't start with that again." Christa sat down on her lap heavily, thin elbows directed into her side.
"Then what do we do?" Jean scoffed. "I never expected that moron to actually get anywhere with his little stalker act."
All eyes turned to Levi.
"At the end of week he'll leave me alone for good." He shrugged.
The group exchanged glances.
"I can you hear that guys?" Ymir held a hand up to her ear.
"I think I can!" Reiner hand up his hand in the same manner.
"He's practically deep fried in it." Sasha drooled.
Levi arched a brow, clearly confused as to what these nuts were talking about.
Marco lean forward a bit and whispered.
"They do this all the time. There talking about emotional issues." He explained.
"Right." Levi stared at them drolly.
"Eren told us you guys had quite the party last night." The tall ass mother fucker spoke softly.
"You could say that."
"Well, come on." Connie insisted. "Tell us what happened. Eren said your friends are a riot."
"Or so they'd like to think." Levi sighed. "They basically got pissed and made huge mess."
"Sounds like a good time to me! Am I right?" Connie and Sasha high fived.
"Eren said you wouldn't let him drink." Jean cut in.
"I don't need to be done in because some underage brat can't hold his alcohol."
"That's definitely for the best then." Jean nodded. "Drunk Eren is biggest fuck tard on the face of the earth."
"Yeah, he pretty much gets white girl wasted." Reiner laughed heartily. "Dancing on tables, crying that he'll die alone, hitting on everything with a dick in sight."
"Interesting." Levis eyes sparkled with sudden interest.
"Oh, god. Remember Thomas Wagner's Halloween party last year?" Jean added.
"Eren was a dressed like Sailor Moon." Said Sasha. "And not as in gender bent, as in mini skirt and everything."
"Good thing he has the legs for it." Marco agreed.
"Babe gross." Jean whined.
"It was beautiful." Christa sighed wisfully "Armin dressed as tuxedo mask, them both dancing together in the moonlight."
"Then Eren got peak white girl wasted." Ymir grinned devilishly. "His wig got stuck in some random third years pants zipper when he was trying to get a little frisky and it ripped it right off his head. The guy thought he was actually a chick though and freaked out. He started calling Eren a perv. So, Eren head butted the dude right in the dick and spent the next five minutes on the ground crying about how horny he was until Christa and me found him. Now that's what I call beautiful."
"I do not miss college." Levi summised. "You don't happen to have a picture though do you?"
"Oh, boy. Oh, boy. Give me like five seconds." Jeans face lit up like a Christmas tree and he jumped to his feet, disappearing up the hall way.
"What's he doing?" Levi asked.
"Jeans film student." Marco explained. "And he's made it his mission in life to make Eren suffer by documenting every embrassing moment of his life."
"Which is good for Jean, since he has so many." Ymir cackled.
Jean basically fell into the lounge room in his desperation to get there at the speed of sound. He stabbed a red USB into the side of the TV and ripped the remote from its place half buried under Connie's backside.
A few seconds later Jean snuggled back in beside Marco, wearing a almost manic grin. He held up the remote and pressed OK. Then a video begun.
The first thing Levi noticed was the blaring music. Some techo crap with a fast tempo. The second thing was the laughter and shouting layed over that. The third thing he noticed was that Eren really have the legs for the dark blue mini skirt he was wearing.
Eren was standing on a pool table with several other people, all grinding and bobbing along to the music in what they all appeared to believe was a sensual manner. The result was more or less a clamor of college brats jerking there limbs around haphazardly. Eren in particular had his arms thrown up in air, hips swiveling against the boys next to him. Then Erens sister came up beside the table and grabbed his wrist. She was speaking to him with a firm expression and Eren immediately brust into tears. The others on the pool table quickly gathered to his side in defence of him, shouting at Mikasa and petting Eren comfortingly. Levi almost turned away so he didn't have to see Eren cry and was surprised by his strong reaction.
"This was at two in the morning." Jean added. "Mikasa was just trying to get his stupid ass home."
"Yeah, and we didn't even know a single one of them people. Thomas invited over a hundred freaking people." Said Connie.
With all the extra weight on one side of the table, two of the legs gave out and Eren went tumbling along with everyone else. Jean came up close to the jumble of limbs and flesh. Eren was still crying, dark makeup smeared around his big glassy eyes. He clung to another body, someone who was also crying hysterically. Mikasa snatched up Erens arm as he desperately tried to console the complete stranger.
"Hey, Jean."
Jeans head snapped around at Eren standing behind him and his expression quickly turned from one of smug amusement to one of pure horror.
"Hey dude-"
Eren pulled a plastic bag seemly out of nowhere and had it over Jeans head in no time. Everyone was immediately on there feet.
"Eren stop it!" Armin tried to pull him away but didn't have the strength.
"Come on Eren!" Connie scolded him.
"Chill the fuck out!" Ymir added, although clearly grinning.
"Cut it out." Reiner was there, grabbing Erens wrists in one hand. "Jeans a dick but he does need air to breath."
Marco ripped the plastic bag off his boys friends head.
"Eren you fucking freak! You could have killed me!" Jean glared up at him.
"Wish I had!" Eren spat viscously.
Levis chest twisted painfully as he caught sight of the very real tears in Erens eyes. Unlike in the video, where the tears had held unreasonable sadness, these tears were ones of anger. He'd seen Eren in all forms of irritated and annoyed, amused and giddy in the last couple of days, but this was different.
Erens chest heaved as he visibly tried to calm himself down. That twisting in Levi's chest pulled full circle and his feet moved before he knew what he was doing.
"Come with me." Levi wrapped a hand around Erens forearm.
Reiner gave him a hesitant stare before he let Eren go and Levi started pulling him towards the front door.
"Eren? What's wrong?" Mikasa and her girlfriend were standing in the hall way entry looking concerned.
Levi didn't stop and threw open the door, Eren following behind him obediently. Levi pulled him down the drive and over to Erens car.
"Sit your ass down." Levi points to the hood of Erens car stoically. He almost winched at the harshness in his own voice.
Eren did as he was told. Face burning bright red with anger, and embrassment. Big bright eyes shinning with tears, he stared down at his lap.
"Now, what the fuck was that?" Levi arched a brow.
"Nothing." Eren muttered bitterly.
"Don't feed me that shit." Levi snapped. "You just tried to smoother your friend."
"I wasn't going to actually hurt him." Eren muttered, wringing his hands together.
"That's not the point. I get it. It's embrassing to have that shit filmed and put on display but it's not a good enough reason to try and kill someone." Levi countinued sternly. "Are you always like this? Can't you keep your damn temper in check?"
Levi had once likened Eren expression to that of someone who watched there puppy get dropped kicked. Now he looked like he was that puppy. His chin sunk down to his chest and bit down on his bottom lip.
"Fuck." Levi breathed out and leaned on the car beside Eren. "That came out wrong."
"No. It's fine." Eren said with surprise steadiness. "Jeans been on my nerves for so long now I just snapped. But...you know...the bag was too far."
"A bit, yeah." Levi agreed.
"And you may as well know that I do loose my temper sometimes. My mum said I was always hot headed. I thought I'd grown out of the worst of it but...yeah." Eren explained softly. "As soon as I saw what you were watching I lost it. Jesus Christ. I just want to crawl into a hole and die."
"Why? You looked great from where I was sitting." Levi said seriously.
"Whatever." Eren rolled his eyes with a hidden smile.
"I'm just saying. Not everyone can pull off blond pig tails and red boots like that."
"Thanks." Eren chuckled. "And thanks for pulling me out of there."
"No problem brat." Levi shrugged.
--Tuesday To Tuesday--
Eren and Levi sat outside for close to ten minutes talking until the pizza delivery man showed up. Eren made some joke about Jean not being able to kill him if he held the pizza hostage.
When they'd gotten back inside Jean and Eren had nothing but glares for each other and Mikasa made it her personal to mission to make sure the two were nowhere near one another, but other then that nothing had changed. No one brought up Erens potential almost maybe murder. Levi got the feeling they had probably seen this kind of thing before from Eren. They'd settled around the TV. Jean and Marco up one end of couch against the wall and Eren wedged between Mikasa and Levi on the other. The movie Reiner had choosen was Pride and Prejudice. This decision lead Reiner and Christa on a long tangent about the movie and BBC mini series that Levi mostly blocked out. Once the movie begun everyone hushed and was quickly swept up in the story and Keira Knightleys 'prefect neck', as Christa had pointed out. But Levi spent a good twenty minutes at first thinking about how Erens thigh was pressed up against his.
If it had been anyone else he would have pushed them away or moved himself. But despite the slight over crowding, it was comfortable and he could feel Erens heat radiating against his side.
Seriously? Levi thought. What is this kid? A fucking heater?
And he still didn't move. He glanced at Eren discreetly and tried to not get lost in his eyes with the way that they reflected the TV screen making them sparkle more the usual. Then Eren turned his head slightly to look at him and he almost had a heart attack. He quickly snapped his head back towards the screen. Eren lean in close to him and whispered.
"Your not bored are you? It's a pretty long movie."
Levi looked back to Eren, those big nervous eyes reflecting the scene on screen. He had an out. If this was all going to end in a week why bother staying? Why even brother coming? But Eren bit down on his lip as he tended to do and Levi shook his head.
"No, the movies fine." He whispered back.
Eren smiled this big cheerful, endearing smile and looked back to the TV.
Jesus fuck, he's beautiful, thought Levi.
Half way through the movie Marco disentangled himself from his boyfriend and went into the kitchen to make the deserts and everyone relaxed into the new found space. Mikasa and Annie shifted away slightly so Mikasa could lay her head on the shorter girls shoulder. Eren turned to Levi.
"Do you need me to move over?" He asked.
"Do what you want." Levi shrugged plainly.
Eren grinned and actually shuffled fucking closer to the point where he slung his leg over Levi's.
"Very fucking funny." Levi rolled his eyes but made no moves to remove his leg.
--Tuesday To Tuesday--
"Oi, you fucker!" Ymir cursed and clenched the game controller tightly.
"Rack off bitch!" Jean spits at her.
"Real mature guys." Marco sighs, staring at the TV screen with a dull expression. "It's Minecraft not a fight to the death."
"Hey, babe." Said Jean, still with his eyes trained in the screen. "You know I love you right?"
"Well, you couldn't do better so, yeah." Marco shrugged.
"So, could you like, get lost?"
"That's cool." Marco stood. "But your getting the bad sex tonight. You won't like it. It'll make you cry."
"M-Marco!" Jean stammered, flushing bright red as he dropped his controller.
"Oh, you dead now Flicka." Ymir laughed. "Nice job Marco!"
Levi looked away from the screen at lounge room and over to Mikasa, Annie and Armin stood just out the back sliding door. Every few minutes Mikasa threw a judgemental glance his way, and never backed down when she was caught. Levi couldn't help but be almost impressed by her unabashed behaviour. Armin gave him a little wave and Levi nodded in reply.
"Hey." Eren returned to his side.
After the movie had finished, some time around nine pm, Marco had served them chocolate mousse with coconut shavings and caramel sauce dribbled on top. This had been a total indulgence on Levi's secret sweet tooth. Then after everyone had demolished there portions, Connie and Sasha had lost an over dramatized game of Rock, Paper, Scissors and had been sent into the kitchen to clean up. Then Christa had volunteered to help and stop the two of them from breaking anything. Levi has learnt though out the night that Connie and Sasha lived together on the otherside of town and dreaded at the mental image of what there home must look like on the inside.
"Hey." Levi replied.
"Mikasas still glaring at you isn't she? God, she's such a two year old!" Eren grumbled and moved towards the back door.
"Lay off it brat." Levi dismissed him. "It's not worth another plastic bag scenario."
"Nah, I reserve that kind of stuff for Horse Face especially." Eren stopped and turn his attention back to him.
"Lucky him."
"So, this hasn't been too horrific has it?" Asked Eren meekly.
"Reminds me of being in college."
"That was in no way a compliment."
"It was fine." Levi rolled his eyes in amusement. "The movie was surprisingly not complete crap and Freckles makes a decent dessert."
"Marcos a great cook and not only that, he's a great artist, he plays the guitar, speaks three languages and he can do the splits." Eren counted off Marcos many blessings with pride.
"The whole package." Levi snorted. "Horse boy sure got lucky."
"Ain't that the truth." Eren scoffed. "He's such an ass. I don't know how Marco puts up with his shit."
"I get the feeling Freckles is the type who settles for less."
"Oh, our dear Freckled Jesus." Eren nodded solemnly.
Connie, Sasha and Christa came out from the kitchen together, taking positions about the room. Christa leaned over behind Ymir, hanging her arms over the other girls shoulders. While the two married nuts headed for the bookcase behind the couch.
"Hey, Jean." Said Connie, and rapped his fingers on top of an old CD play. "I can't believe you still have this old thing."
"Keep your hands off my shit Connie." Jean warned him, attention still on the game infront of him. "Everything you touch falls apart."
Connie ignored him and opened the top of the disk port and immediately chortled to himself. He elbowed his wife who glanced down and grinned widely.
"Yo, Eren!" Sasha looked over her shoulder in there direction. "You ready to get turnt, my son?"
"What?" Levi arched a brow in confusion.
"What are you guys up to?" Eren asked hesitantly.
Connie closed the CD play, turned it on and pressed play.
Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
"Seriously?" Levi sighed, then he saw Eren light up like a firey comet on its way to destroy all life on earth.
"Oh hell yeah!" Reiner and Berthold stepped inside from the back yard.
"Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality!" Suddenly everyone around Levi burst into song.
Ymir and Jean paused there game immediately to join and the group at the back door came inside to watch.
"Open your eyes look up to the skies and seeeeeee!" Sang Sasha and Connie loudly.
"I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy!" Eren leapt over to them and slung an arm over a shoulder each, singing proudly and much better then Levi had expected him too.
"Because I'm easy come, easy go. A little high, little low!" Connie and Sasha chimed in again.
Then it was back to Eren;
"Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to meeeeeeee, to me!"
Everyone, even Jean, was smiling at Eren. This was obviously another common thing. Levi had never felt like more of an outsider in his life but was amused as all hell.
"Mama, just killed a man," Eren sang softly and pointed a finger gun at Reiner. "put a gun against his head. Pulled my trigger, now he's dead."
Eren bent a finger accordingly and Reiner silently fell back into Bertholds arms sorrowfully.
"Mama, life had just begun but now I've gone and thrown it all away." Eren, Connie and Sasha rocked back and forth together. "Mama, ooooh. Didn't mean to make you cry. If I'm not back again this time tomorrow. Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters."
Levi leaned against the dinning table, he had a feeling this little act wasn't over yet.
"Too late, my time has come. Sends shivers down my spine. Body's aching all the time." Eren pulled away from Connie and Sasha and stretched out a hand towards them, which they naturally clutched. "Goodbye everybody I've got to go. Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth. Mama, ooooh."
Eren slung himself over the back of couch between Jean and Ymir, still singing dramatically.
"I don't want to die! I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all!" The two joined in.
Then as an instrumental bridge came in, so did Marco. Sliding on his knees from the hall way, holding a guitar.
As proceeded to shred on his beat up accoustic, Eren jumped about the place arms poised for air guitar. He skipped over to Mikasa, Annie and Armin who were all smiles and rolled eyes.
"I see a little silhouetto of a man!" Armin and Eren belted together. "Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the fandango!"
"Thunderbolt and lightning, very very frightening me!" Everyone sang out on que.
"Gallileo, Gallileo, Gallileo, Gallileo!" Christa and Ymir sang back and forth.
"Gallileo Figaro - magnifico!" Jean butted in, jumping up from the couch.
"But I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me!" Erens voice was singled out once more as he climbed on to the opposite couch, a sent a beaming smile Levi's way.
"He's just a poor boy from a poor family! Spare him his life from this monstrosity!" The room burst again.
"Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?"
"Bismillah! No we will not let you go- let him go! Bismillah! We will not let you go- let him go!" Connie and Sasha practically merged with Reiner and Berthold physically, hanging off one another as they screamed the lryics.
"Bismillah! We will not let you go, let me go! Will not let you go, let me go!"
"Never let you go, let me go!" Eren leapt off the couch and on to Reiners back. "Never let me gooooo!"
''No, no, no, no, no, no, no!" Jean, Ymir and Christa were joined by Marco.
"Oh, mama mia, mama mia, mama mia, let me go!" The room was filled with voices again. "Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me!"
"For meeeee!" Eren threw his arms above his head with a flourish. "For meeeee!"
Then Eren was back on his own two feet with his air guitar, jumping about. He came beside Levi, leaning against the table, still strumming away at nothing. That's exactly what Levi could to do stop the smirk that forced itself on to his lips. Erens eyes gleamed at Levi's obvious amusement. Then he pushed off the table, taking a banana from the bowl in the middle with him. He jumped back on the couch, his friends, save for Mikasa, Annie and Armin who still stood in the door way content with watching, gathered at his feet, forming what was almost a mosh pit.
"So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye. So you think you can love me and leave me to die." Eren held up the banana like a microphone. "Oooooh baby, can't do this to me baby! Just gotta get out just gotta get right outta here!"
The singing broke for another instrumental verse and Eren pulled Marco up on the couch with him so they could jam together.
"Ooh yeah, ooh yeah!" The others waved there arms aside to aside as if at a concert.
"Nothing really matters. Anyone can see." Stretched out a hand to the ceiling and clunched his fist dramatically and the others fell quiet. "Nothing really matters. Nothing really matters to meeee."
They all whispered in sync, bowing there heads and closing there eyes as the music soften and turned to silence.
Then Eren barked out a loud breathless laugh.
"Gosh, that's a fucking classic!"
The others erupted into laughter and complimenting each other's pitch and tone.
"Your cleaning the couch by the way." Christa added as Eren and Marco got back to the ground.
'Thats fair." He shrugged, mouth still twisted into a lopsided smile.
He moved back over to Levi and leaned beside him once again, wiping away a light sheen of sweater.
"Bohemian Rhapsody's my favourite." Eren panted out as though that explained everything that had just occurred.
Meanwhile everyone returned to what they were doing. Ymir and Jean unpaused there game, Connie and Sasha went to raid the kitchen.
"I want to act surprised but I'm just really not." Levi sighed, but all the while wore a resigned smile.
--Tuesday To Tuesday--
It was just after ten when things started to whined down. Christa dragged Ymir off to bed, Reiner and Berthold said there goodbyes and headed home. Connie and Sasha had stolen a tub of ice cream from the freezer and snuck over the back fence about half an hour ago. Eren and Jean got into an argument about volcanos and Armin shoved him and Levi out into the backyard to avoid another life or death situation.
Eren swung back and forth slowly on the tire swing hung from a large tree that was close to taking out the back fence while Levi leaned against said fence. They were both just out of reach of the light that stretched out across the back porch and onto the grass. Though the glass sliding door they could see Mikasa and Annie sitting at the kitchen table with Jean and Marco.
Probably talking about boring 'important' things, thought Eren.
"Sorry if tonight sucked by the way. I know it's no aquarium." Eren twisted the rope of the swing around to face him
"It was fine. Like I said, the movie wasn't complete shit and your little song and dance actually somehow wasn't atrocious."
"Did anyone ever tell your so eloquent when you flatter others?"
"Ha ha, brat." Levi scowled lightly. "And seriously. I was surprised how well you hold a tune."
"My god." Eren gasped dramatically and clutched at his chest. "Was that a actual real, genuine, compliment? From Levi? The Levi!"
"Would you rather I'd had said it was completed shit?"
"Hey! No take backs! You complimented me and now you have to live with it." Eren beamed and swung himself side to side before letting the swing twist back into it natural shape, spinning him around quickly.
"Whatever." Levi rolled his eyes.
"So..." Eren trailed off as the swing slowly stopped and he fought to keep his mental balance. "So. Tonight? Out of ten. One being total crap and ten the most amazing night of your life."
Levi leaned his head back and pondered up at the sky for a moment.
"A solid three I suppose."
"What! What about the first night?"
"A five at the most."
"Leviiiiii." Eren whined.
"Oh, shut up. Numbers don't mean shit, I had a decent time and that's that." Levi crossed his arms over his chest and immediately Eren lit up.
"So, I've done good so far?" A great smile stretched across his face.
"Don't get over excited brat. When this week is over, everything we'll go back to normal." Levi answered cooly.
"Oh, we'll see about that." Eren was suddenly challenging him with a devious smirk.
"Hey, Eren!" Mikasa called out from the back door. "We're all heading to bed now!"
"Okay!" He called back. "Time to get going I suppose."
"Right." Levi stands straight and follows Eren back up into the house.
"Be careful on your way back, Eren." Armin yawns before disappearing down the hall.
"And don't take to long." Mikasa adds.
"Night." Annie nods at them passively, as pushes her girlfriend down the hall after Armin.
"Night guys." Eren gives them a short wave before leading Levi out the front door.
They climb into Erens car and head off in the direction of Levi's place.
He remembers what Levi had said about him being able to hold to tune. He turns on the radio and quitely sings along. Levi gives a emotionless side glance and Eren simply grins at him.
Eren sang the whole thirty minutes drive to Levi house. He rolled up the long drive and then let the radio cut out as he turned off the car. Eren let out a loud yawn and rubbed at his eyes.
"Thanks for coming over Levi." Eren smiled tiredly at him. "If your not busy tomorrow-"
"Your not really going to drive home like that?" Levi cut him off, staring at him blandly.
"Yes?" Answered Eren in honest confusion. "Like what?"
"Your look about ready to fall sleep with the steering wheel as a pillow."
"Oh. Nah, I'm fine. I'm in college remember? I function on twenty minute naps every three hours." Eren laughed.
"That's great and all but your not driving like that." Levi pressed. "I don't need to be on the run from your sister for the rest of my life because she blames me for your death."
"I want to deny that, but that's absolutely something she would do."
Levi climbed out of the car and turned back to look though the open door at Eren.
"Out of the car, brat."
"Levi..." Eren grew an almost Hanji like grin. "Are you inviting me to a sleepover?"
"I'm offering you my guest bed so that you don't fall asleep at the wheel and kill yourself." Levi replied coldly.
"Fair enough." Eren almost laughed and got out of his car, locking it.
They stood in silence as Levi unlocked his front door. They entered and headed up the stairs into the kitchen and lounge room area.
"Wait here." Levi told him and dispeared though a door on the other side of the lounge room.
A minute passes and he reappears carrying a bundle in his arms.
"Your tall ass is not going to fit into any of my clothes, so luckily for you Hanji and Erwin are always leaving there shit at my house." Levi pushed them into Erens arms. "The pants are Hanjis and the shirts Erwins."
Eren looked down at the pile and dubiously held up a pair of black briefs.
"Uh...I'm not sure how cool I am with wearing other peoples underwear."
"Relax. They've never been worn. Mike gave me stack of underwear he got from his modelling. They've been sitting in a drawer since Christmas." Levi informed him.
"Oh. That's cool then." Eren put the briefs back on the pile, only slightly thinking about Mike modelling those pants infront of a dozen cameras.
"Bathrooms down stairs. Only door on the right before you get to the back door. Not even you could miss it."
"Charming." Eren clicked his tongue and turned for the stairs.
"Just leave your clothes in the laundry basket, I'll wash them for you." Levi added.
"Thanks!" Eren called back as he headed down the stairs.
One shower and a text to Armin later, Eren was flinging himself backwards into Levi guest bed.
"Don't break it, shit head." Levi blanched as Eren lay spralled out on the bed.
"I won't." Eren pouted up at him.
Levi tried to ignore the fact that somehow in his friends clothing Eren looked...cute. Erwins plain dark blue shirt hung from Erens shoulders, showing a scandalous amount of tanned chest, the sleeves billowed past his finger tips. Eren had clearly made an attempt at rolling them up and failed miserably. Hanjis hips were on the narrow side compared to Erens almost womanly shape, and we're half a size away from being too small. The hideous orange basketball shorts clung to Erens things and backside snuggly.
It was a strange mix of adorableness and provocativeness that at just past eleven pm, Levi really didn't need on his mind.
"There's a electrical socket beside the bedside table for you to charge your phone." Levi added. "Wake me up in the middle of the night and I'll kill you."
"Rodger that." Eren shot him a wink and turned on his stomach, burying his face into the clean sheets.
Levi caught a glance of the disgustingly orange shorts stretched and molded like a second skin to Erens butt and he immediately turned to face the door. Despite this, the image stayed with him.
"Night brat." Levi muttered briskly and shut the door behind him before Eren could reply.
Disclaimer: So ya duh the song doesn't belong to me! All rights go to Queen!