CHAPTER 1

Brat.

I put down the paper, and looked at my watch again.

He was late. And I hated when people wasted my time.

Yet it seemed like I was having a hard time concentrating anyway, so I stood up, and went around the desk. I leaned against it, crossing my arms over my chest and stared at the door.

If he was going to waste my time, then I was going to make him regret even coming.

Not long after, did somebody knock on my door.

"Come in,"

The boy almost stumbled inside, panting.

"Ah, boss. I'm sorry for being late … "

He probably ran all the way here. Too bad I didn't care.

He raised his head, and froze when he met my gaze. I knew what kind of effect I could have on people, and I certainly enjoyed taking advantage of that from time to time.

The boy bit his lip and didn't move another muscle. I looked at him, noticing every single piece of him. He looked like every other teenager, with a loose t-shirt and dark, tight pants. His hair was messy, but it worked in his favor. He was handsome indeed, the only problem was his attitude. And the smell.

I wrinkled my nose, and coughed a but.

"Take a seat, boy," I said in a cold tone, irritated over the smell of sweat. I gave myself a mental note to clean the chair afterwards and open the windows.

He sat down on the chair next to the desk, so he was forced to look up at me. I liked it better that way, or else the roles would have been reversed.

"So … "

The boy looked nervous. fiddling with his thumbs.

Do I have to do everything myself? I thought annoyed, and it seemed as if the boy sunk his body lower into the chair, as if he wanted to disappear.

"Grab these, and get to work." I pointed at the stack of papers laying in front of him, before moving behind my desk again. He nodded and reached out to grab the papers. He then proceeded to stand up.

"Where the hell do you think you're going?" I raised a brow, and even though my tone was calm and collected, I had a furious look in my eyes.

"I-Im sorry boss, I just thought that … That I should work outside in the office … " He glanced shortly at the door, before looking back at me.

"Are you stupid? Sit down, brat."

He immediately sat down, yet he didn't do anything else.

What the hell is wrong with this boy?

I let out an annoyed sigh, before grabbing a pencil and starting to write something down on my own paper. I crossed my leg over the other, and leaned back in my comfortable chair, looking as if I was deeply buried in work.

"... boss?"

I could feel his eyes on me, yet I did not look back.

"You work here, where I can keep my eyes on you. This is the consequence when you are late, boy."

Utter silence. After af while I heard the rummaging of papers and the sound of scribbling.

After 40 minutes, my body started to ache from the position. I sat up straight in the chair, laying down the pencil in the process.

The boy was still working hard, consumed with focusing on the task he had been giving, and I raised an eyebrow when I realised that he was already over halfway done.

Impressive, I thought to myself, then allowing me to study him further. His eyes had a beautiful shade of golden brown, and his lips were plump and looking soft.

In this exact moment, the boy bit down his bottom lip, and my heart skipped half a beat.

Damn it, why did that have to look so sexy?

I cleared my voice, trying to distract myself.

"When your mother called, I only accepted it as a favor to her. Yet, I never actually got your name," I looked at him when he lifted his head, releasing his lip from his teeth in the process. The action eased me, and I felt comfortable again.

"Oh, I didn't even realise. I'm Eren Jeager," his lips stretched out in a smile, which revealed his white teeth. At that point, I couldn't release my eyes from his. It was almost like they sparkled with emotions, and I had to use all my strength to keep my face emotionless. It was so contagious, as if you almost couldn't help smiling when he was.

How annoying.

His smile disappeared a second after that, looking down at his papers again.

"And ... You're Levi Ackerman, right?"

"That's correct. I'll be your superior for the next couple of weeks," He had raised his eyes again, when I tilted my head a bit to the side. "So, can I hear the story?"

His brows furrowed, looking quite confused. It almost made him look ... Cute.

"The story?"

"Yes, the story. You know, of why you are here right know?"

It was hard to stay irritated when I looked at him, yet I still tried my best.

"Oh," His cheeks coloured up, and he let out a short laugh. "It's my mothers way of punishing me. I said some rather disturbing things to her boyfriend, which made him leave ... That's why I'm here. She's alone now because of me, so she wanted me to be separated from my own social life as well,"

He shrugged his shoulders, as if it was no big deal. I instantly knew that there was more to the story than that, but I didn't want to push the boy.

It did sound odd, though I felt rather intrigued. I wanted to know whatever he was hiding. Was that normal? I normally didn't care for other people. Why was he the exception to that?

I cleared my throat again, realising that I had started fiddling with my thumbs. How annoying. He was already giving me bad habits.

"Aha," Was the only thing I could think of as an answer, and after that there was only silence. We were just sitting, staring at eachother. It felt as if tension was starting to built up between us, and when he started biting his bottom lip again, it was as if he challenged me.

"Get back to work," I said quickly, and then turned around my chair, so that I was facing the windows instead of him. This time, I was annoyed with myself.

What the hell is this? Why is he affecting me this way? Better yet, why am I letting him?

I felt my face getting flustered, and it made me wait at least 10 minutes before turning the chair back around again. I wouldn't risk him seeing that he had had that affect on me.

When I faced him again, he had leaned back in his own chair, with his fingers intertwined on his stomach. He clearly had been waiting for me to turn around again, waiting for his next task.

"You're already finished?" I asked with a raised eyebrow, looking rather baffled at the stack of papers.

"Yes ... Boss,"

Was he taunting me? I grabbed the stack, quickly looking through it. Every form had been filled out.

"I guess that's it for today then," I mumbled, still baffled with the boy's efficient work ethics.

Now it was his turn to look surprised.

"Really? I ... Can go home?" His eyes flickered just for a moment, but I managed to notice it.

"Unless you want more work?" I crossed my arms with an annoyed look.

I wanted to go home as well at this point, maybe take a bath. But I first had to clean out this place. I was convinced that the smell of sweat had had an impact on every single object inside a 2 meters radius of the boy. The thought almost gave me shivers.

"Oh, that's not necessary," Eren grinned as he quickly stood up. He grabbed his backpack that stood leaned up against the couch, and then looked in my direction.

"Come again tomorrow, and this time don't be late. You hear me?"

He nodded.

"Good ... And Eren,"

His whole body turned to face me when I said his name, and I realised that he had probably been waiting for me this whole time to say it.

"Take a bath everytime before you come into my office again. You smell horrible,"

My voice was probably a little too stern and cold, but I wanted to get the message bright and clear into his head. "Don't even consider showing up smelling like that again, or you will be fired."

He nodded again, this time a bit less eager, and then turned around to walk out.

I tried looking away, but at that moment, my eyes caught something entirely different that I definitely not should be looking at. I swallowed, cursing the maker of thight pants.

This boy was so unbelievable hot, and those pants did indeed contribute to that fact. At that moment I let myself indulge, letting my mind wonder off ... I imagined my hands gliding down from his naked back, letting my fingers squeeze his round behind, hearing him moan into my ear ...

When I looked up again, Eren was still standing in the doorway. He looked as if he had seen a ghost, yet he was looking directly at me.

"What?!" I snapped after him, which made him jump a little.

"N-nothing ... I'll see you tomorrow!" He quickly answered, before closing the door behind him.

Had my face revealed what my mind had been thinking?

I felt my cheeks blush, but ended up pushing the embarrasment aside, as my mind sank into the scenario yet again ...