Days until opening night: 5
Levi leaned against the wall with the cigarette in his mouth, staring at the sky. He'd managed to smuggle a pack from his parents and get it past the school, and find an area without cameras or teachers. Not that it matters, they stop paying attention to the cameras after school and after sports practices.
He had zoned out completely, thinking of everything he should be doing and wasn't doing at the moment. Pulling it from his mouth, he flicked it a bit to get rid of the excess ash. Sighing and watching the smoke swirl out, he shut his eyes. To put it simply, he was stressed the fuck out.
Levi didn't notice the footsteps that were growing louder, but never really bothered to put the cancer stick out. By now it'd only be someone from the football team or in theater, and if it was the first, he could just force them to keep their mouths shut.
"Can you spare a smoke?" He heard. Opening his eyes he was greeted with teal ones, looking right down at the sitting Levi. He reached into his pocket to pull out another stick for Eren and handed it to him. Eren sat next to Levi, fishing in his pocket for a lighter.
"Shit," He muttered as he realized he'd forgotten the lighter. Shrugging, Eren leaned over with the cigarette in his mouth and lit the end from Levi's burning smoke.
"So, you're not one to smoke often. Who broke what?" Levi asked, puffing the smoke right in Eren's face.
"Most of the microphones went out, and I gave up trying to fix them for now," Eren replied, sighing and leaning against the wall.
"Oh? You should probably fix them before opening night. It is next week, after all," Levi replied, rolling the cigarette between his fingers.
"Yeah, yeah, you're not one to talk. Don't you have to make a make-up run soon?" Eren snapped back with, furrowing his eyebrows. "I mean, it'd be awful if you ran out of eyeliner before Zydrate Anatomy."
"Hey, you do not know what it's like to run out of eyeliner. It brings definition to the eyes-"
"Yes, Mister Beauty Guru. I know," Eren forced the cigarette back into Levi's mouth to get him to shut up. Levi coughed a little and took the almost burnt out stress reliever from his mouth. Flicking it to the trash can, and blowing the rest of the smoke out, he stood up. "Get up, Jaeger bomb. You're coming along with the supplies run."
"What? I have to fix the microphones still," Eren stood with him. Levi took Eren's cigarette and took one last puff from it and smashed it out, throwing it in the trash.
"Your beauty guru comment got your ticket to shopping with me. Let's go."
"Sephora?"
"Sephora."
"…Sephora?"
"Yes, Jaegermeister, Sephora."
Eren stood in the store, out of place and confused. The workers seemed to know Levi well and were directing him around, while Eren was staring at all the concealer placed neatly on the shelf. He'd only been in one make-up store, and that was Maybelline. Plus, it was for Mikasa, and they were on vacation. He'd dragged her to an antique weapons shop beforehand, it was only fair she chose the next location.
"So, how many shades of black do you need?" Eren jokingly asked, turning to the costumes master standing and observing the eyeliner.
"Well, it depends. I mean, we can either have an off-black that goes with certain…" Eren zoned out completely, frowning at the sarcasm Levi failed to read.
"Levi. I was kidding."
"Then don't kid about what I take seriously. I mean, I could always go to the control booth and fuck with the settings. Even better, sneak a headset on to Jean's head. I've heard some odd sounds coming from the props closet as of late," He smirked, reaching behind Eren and handing him a bottle of concealer. "Also, this should work good with your skin. In case you ever get unfortunate markings."
Eren blushed lightly at the last comment and rolled his eyes, observing it and throwing it lightly into the basket. Guess it wouldn't hurt to have some, after all.
Levi turned back to face the eyeliner, singing the lyrics to All I Care About under his breath. When Eren had walked next to Levi, observing with him, and heard the song, he couldn't help but break out in a large grin.
"I don't care about expensive things," Eren sang along, crossing his arms and looking down at Levi.
Levi looked back a little shocked but continued with the song as it goes, swaying his hips a little. "Cashmere coats, or diamond rings, don't mean a thing," He threw another pencil into the basket, bumping hips with Eren.
The two teenagers looked back at eachother, smiling, and boasting proudly, "All I care about is love!"
A few women in the store shot looks at them, but Levi just walked the basket over to buy the products. When they walked out of the store back into the mall, Eren continued with the song.
"I don't care for wearin' silk cravats, Ruby studs, satin spats," He sang, grabbing Levi's hand and pulling him close. Levi stuttered a bit, feigning any blush that may have appeared, but continued along anyways.
"Don't mean a thing—"
"All I care about is love!" They harmonized again, Eren spinning with Levi.
Levi moved with Eren rhythmically and continued along with the song throughout the mall, getting odd looks from people all around. When they were near the entrance, Levi was brought close to Eren again and they held out their arms, singing "All I care about is love!" for the last time.
When Eren realized how close Levi was to him, he let go reluctantly and gave a small cough. Levi returned to his impassive expression, and pulled out his phone to glance at the time.
"We should head back to the school now. Practice will last late tonight, and we're gonna make a Whataburger run on the way back for the rest of them," Levi said, putting his phone in his pocket.
"Yeah, sounds fine," Eren replied, smiling.
Taking the last of the orders back into the auditorium, Levi dropped the package into Hanji's lap. She glanced up and gave her usual toothy-grin, taking a fry out and eating it.
"So, how was shopping?" She asked, rolling her chair over to Levi. Over on the other side of the stage, Armin was telling Eren to eat slower so he wouldn't choke. Levi unwrapped the burger and looked at Hanji, clicking his tongue.
"It was shopping."
"Oh, then the video that someone on color guard sent me was just shopping? Looks like you guys were really into that shopping," Hanji replied, mouth full with the chicken she'd ordered.
"Video?" Levi spun around to face Hanji, taking the phone she'd pulled out. Playing the video and seeing the two of them dancing past the Forever 21 and Bath and Body Works looking like they'd had the time of their lives, he could feel the anger rising.
"Video! You two are adorable! You harmonized just as well as Annie and I did for Hot Honey Rag," She said, putting the phone back in her pocket. "It was just swell."
Levi stared at her in disbelief, standing up with the bag of food. He couldn't lose his cool, couldn't go off on anyone. He was about to say something, but decided against it, walking out the side exit.
"I'm going for a smoke!" He yells back behind him, slamming the door.
A/N: omfg IM SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING. i got busy and lazy, but here you go! i love chicago almost as much as Repo! and once i imagined levi and eren dancing around to all i care about i shrieked and said "THAT WILL BE CHAPTER TWO." i know it looks like this sin't going anywhere but it is i promise haha. reviews are welcomed!