"Don't you think we should wake him up, bro?" Isabel asked worriedly from where she was kneeling beside the couch Eren laid, she eyed the tears falling evenly on his plump cheeks.
Eren had fainted while on their way to their client so they'd taken him back on their office for further questioning. His face was pale, lips white and cracked and he was sweating bullets once again. Levi would have frowned but Petra, thankfully, had the mind to cover their couch with a thick blanket before laying him there.
"No. Just let it be." Levi answered, sighing. He shifted one foot to cross the other and made himself comfortable by the wall.
"If he starts thrashing around, that's when you wake him up, Isabel." Farlan added, "It looks like he's having a bad dream but not a nightmare. Or not yet, anyway."
As if on cue, the brunette started murmuring intelligible things under his breath. Eyes moving fast underneath his eyelids as his head moved slowly from left to right. Isabel was about to wake him up but mismatched eyes immediately opened and eyed the hand hovering just inches at his face. The brunette had bolted up so fast, moving as far away as possible from the redhead that he fell down the floor.
"W-what…?" the brunette stammered, shifting his attention to her and to the other two occupants of the room.
"Ah…" Isabel smiled brightly as if Eren wasn't looking at her with wide frightful eyes, "Good morning, sleeping beauty! Had a good dream?"
"Uhm…" Eren started, eyebrows furrowing as he looked at each of them with concentration, "Isabel? And uh… Farlan and… Ri—Levi?"
"You remembered!" Isabel humored him by clapping her hands, "You've been out of it for an hour, I guess. How are you feeling?"
"Good." He answered before apparently noticing the wetness of his face. Reaching up a hand, he stared at it for a moment before wiping it off almost automatically at his borrowed pants.
"You've been crying while sleeping." Farlan informed him, sitting on the couch in front of him to look at the brunette better. Levi followed suit and swung his arm behind the backrest and crossed his legs.
"Oh."
"That happen often?" Levi inquired; the brunette had shrugged it off as if it was normal.
"Sometimes." Eren slurred, ridding his eyes of tears and sleep. The brunette still looked exhausted, eyes red rimmed with faint eyebags. At least, his cold sweat had lessened by a degree.
"Come on, Eren. Up here." Isabel called as she patted the space beside her. "Is there anything you'd need?"
"Yes, excuse me but could I have some water, please?" Eren politely asked. He brushed himself off before sitting down just as Isabel vacated her seat.
"Sure!"
Farlan cleared his throat and then stood up. Levi didn't even bother looking at him while Eren's mismatched eyes focused at the blonde with a blank face which turned to a shocked expression once Farlan had bent himself forward.
"Forgive me for calling your Meister weak. It just got a bit close to home." Eren's eyes shifted to Isabel's form and Levi knew that the brat got the point. At least the kid had a good head on his shoulders, Levi thought idly.
"It's fine." Eren comforted him; the blonde stood straight once again and glanced at the redhead's way. "I already got even to you."
"Yes, but you apologized to her and it's just fair that I do to you as well. I thought you were also just some brat but I see that I was wrong."
The door opened admitting the rest of Rivaille's Squad. Levi had taken a hold of Eren's attention once again by kicking a foot up the table in between them.
"So…Who's your Meister?" Isabel came back and handed Eren two bottles of water before taking her seat beside her blonde lover. "Sure they're dead?"
"They're not dead!" Eren shouted at him. He'd almost cracked the bottle with how hard he was holding them. Levi frowned at him but silently commended his loyalty. If Levi got that kind of loyalty from him…
'Shit, I'm already thinking of accepting him as a teammate, aren't I? Stop it, you fucker. How could I trust someone who won't give us even a clue of his Meister.' Levi frowned some more. Eren sweated in his seat clearly intimidated but holding his ground.
"How do you think we'll trust you if you can't even answer a simple question." The raven growled. "Let's say I accept you in our team. Who's to say that you won't rat us out to the police?"
"I-I give you my word." The brunette stammered.
"Your word is not enough."
"I'll—I'll let you fuse with me." That sure got his attention. It also proved that Eren was not bound to his Meister. "I've been thinking about it ever since I saw you."
"Me?"
"You're the only one without a Weapon, right? And didn't I tell you that I felt like I could trust you? You seem strong so I think you won't have a hard time wielding me." Eren informed him, mismatched eyes roaming the length of his muscular body shamelessly.
"So just because I look strong makes me an S class, huh? How presumptuous of you." Levi snapped. He never liked being sorted just because he was strong, it's like saying D class Meisters are weak.
"I-I'm sorry! It's just that I felt that you could fuse with me…" Eren answered immediately; face red with shame and embarrassment. "I didn't mean it like that. Sorry…"
"Felt? You mean that literally?" The raven queried, head tilting slightly to the left.
"Yes. Don't you feel it?" Eren asked, mirroring his action. Now that he'd mention it, Levi had been feeling some sort of tugging for a while now.
"Ah! He's talking about that feeling of finding someone compatible to you! Eld and I felt it when we first met." Petra disclosed, walking further into the room and settling down on the same couch as Eren and patting the brunette on the shoulder softly.
"Then that should mean that I'd be feeling it all the time if I'm an S class like him." Their captain countered.
"No. I meant… hmm, its like, higher classes mean that they could fuse with anyone within or lower than their class right? As long as their wavelength's on the same, let's say, zone. But there are others that are almost the same and when they are, they could feel that on encounter."
Silver eyes watched as Eren gulped down the water like a dried up well. The brunette had downed it so fast, there wasn't even a single drop of water left on the bottle before his hands nimbly took hold of the other and downed it with the same greedy vigor.
"Is that your side effect?" Eld asked as the bottle met with the table with a soft thud. With a short glance at their captain, Eld took more bottles from the small refrigerator and handled it to the brunette who accepted it graciously.
"Thank you. It is my side effect although I'd prefer tea." Levi perked up at that, ignoring the chorused groan around the room.
"Oh? Which kind?" Apparently, their captain found a partner-in-crime. If Eren was ever accepted in their team, their captain would most probably use him as a reason to stock up more on tea—that they don't like but won't ever say—rather than juice or, God forbid, coffee.
"Any kind." There goes their hope. Levi smirk devilishly, he could almost hear the frustrated cries of his team.
"I felt that with Isabel when we first met." Farlan interjected immediately when he felt the brewing of tea-related discussion between the two—Levi was too much of an obsessed tea maniac even Levi knew it himself, "Although I didn't know what it was at the time but it was strong enough that it irritated me so much I had to find her again. You were scary by the way. I really thought you were going to skin me alive." Even to their captain that was new information.
"You didn't notice it, bro?" Isabel cocked her head questioningly. Wide green eyes, blinking up innocently at him.
"Well, I've been distracted…" Levi reluctantly answered, eyes trailing to the brunette. "If it's not that irritating as Farlan said then we're not fated Pairs. Thank fuck, wouldn't want to be stuck with a brat like you."
"Excuse you!" Eren raged at him, crossing his arms. "Nobody said you had to stick with an Aberrant! Even I wouldn't want to be paired with a sho-"
There was a loud smack as Isabel's hand made contact with his lips. Eren almost called her rude but the flash on Levi's eyes made him immediately feeling grateful to her instead.
"Now, now. Ere-nyan, Let's not fuck up our chances, yeah?" Isabel whispered, sweating. Eren cleared his throat and nodded.
"If I may, Eren." Eld pushed away from his wall and leaned towards the side of their couch to take a better look at the brunette, "What's your form as a weapon?"
The others also turned to look curiously at the S class Shifter. Eld had just asked the million dollar question. "E-eh? As a weapon?... Y-you see… Um, I'm…"
"What you don't know? How useless can you be?" the raven-haired male said cuttingly. Farlan shot him a reproachful glare.
"Would you stop being so rude, Levi? This is why no one wants to fuse with you." The blonde whispered with an annoyed look on his face.
"It's not like I wanted to fuse with them." Levi shot back just as irritated with a click of his tongue. Reall, why should him not having a Weapon be such a big deal? They got by pretty good even without one, didn't they?
"You had a Meister, right? You should know by now." Eld persisted, leaning in. Levi watched the sweat drip down the brunette's slim neck.
"Or were you lying when you told us you were an S class. Or your Meister even?" Levi's tone had gone lower, eyes as sharp as a knife as he eyed the kid critically, finding any sort of confirmation in his body language.
"No! It's just that…" Eren looked at the sharp-eyed male underneath his lashes. There was a blooming color of red on his face as he continued, "Well, my form as a weapon is quite different…"
"Just out with it." Levi was sure that the brat was purposefully keeping them on edge. Fucking S classes.
'This better be good or so help me, if he says he's a fuckin' gatling canon or some shit like that. I'll shove my knife up his round ass—'
"Whoever wields me, flies…" Eren finally said, face now calm as he waited for their response.
"What!?" Isabel shouted in surprise as Levi stiffened in his seat, unconsciously leaning closer towards the brunette. The others were later on showing their surprise but even then it wasn't any less. Their exclamations echoed along the room.
"Did I hear that right?" Eld murmured. He subconsciously sat down next to Eren as if doing so would be proof enough.
"Flies?" Levi whispered to himself, quite not believing. There was not yet a weapon that was recorded by the government that enables a Meister to fucking fly. Not even movement in land or water in that matter.
Shifters were also called Weapons for a reason. It's because all Shifters could only shift into a weapon when a compatible Meister gets into contact with them and there is a sense of agreement between the two. Just as weapons and gear and nothing else… but fly?
"What do you mean fly?" Levi asked still not believing him although his heart was beating fast in his chest, excitement bubbling up on his stomach.
Wasn't it every man's dream to be able to fly up in the sky? That was why planes were made, right? Even Levi had once dreamed of soaring high up in the clouds when he was a brat. Thought of how the clouds would feel in between his fingers, how they would taste, how wind would feel on his skin.
Living in the underground, the feeling was amplified, Levi'd always yearned for the bright blue sky but then they got above ground and he saw that even a place where the sky was not covered, the sky was just as constricted.
"Do you mean that? Like, fly fly. You know, zooming in the air and all that shit?" The raven couldn't quite stop the shiver in his voice.
"Yes." Eren answered with a bright smile. The reaction he'd got was more than he'd expected, he didn't even think that the rude, frosty captain could show such emotions. He was just as human as they were. "Zooming in the air and all that shit."
"The fuck." Levi's back met with the soft leathered seat with a dull thump and like a signal, Isabel practically shouted long and hard in excitement. The rest of the team was gaping at Eren with a face that looked as if the brunette just said he was actually an angel from heaven.
"So, wait," Farlan interrupted, back straight as a rod, "So it's like… a fight or flight mechanism?"
Eren turned to him with an expression that seemed melancholic and happy, all at the same time, his eyes glistening with unshed tears. "My Meister also called it like that." He'd murmured, looking down his lap. "But… You'll just have to know yourselves, right?" He had a smug grin painted on his lips when he looked up at them again. A different kind of light shining on his eyes.
"Hmph, smug brat! Just because you've got one hell of a—" Oluo bit his tongue again but others didn't even care as they flocked around the brunette like a bunch of chirping chicks.
Levi tuned them out, mulling over his thoughts as he weighed the pros and cons on his mind.
Now that Levi had thought about it. He remembered the time Eren had answered that he knew about the city abundant with criminal teams but had never heard of any of them. That should have been impossible when Eren was living in the city since everywhere you'd go, there were whispers of a criminal team's name among the people.
"Jaeger. My name's Eren Jaeger." Levi turned to him for a moment. It would seem that they were now getting chummy with him, "And I'm turning seventeen next month…"
Eren didn't say anything else that was useful so he just kept half an ear on their conversation.
Eren could be from the countryside but the city was pretty far from it and the kid's injuries proved that they were recent so that meant that the kidnapping had happened a day ago. It could have even happened as early as this afternoon.
They still didn't have a clue about the other's Meister other than the fact that they were S class. And from the display earlier, Levi wouldn't be able to get any answers from the brunette no matter how many threats he'd give.
How many S class Meisters did Levi see in his whole life in the city, both above and underground? Levi could count them in both hands along with the blonde commander of the Special Forces team.
Maybe one of them? But then again, the raven would have remembered such eyes even in the heat of battle. Not to mention, a weapon that could fucking fly. Levi still couldn't get a hold on tat thought. It was too much of a dream.
Also, why was the security lax? Did they think that the provided security outside would be enough? Wasn't Eren a never-before-seen Shifter? He could fly for Fuck' sake, Levi would hire a bunch of skilled A class Pairs or an S class pair but no, they were confident with just one A class. That also ruled out the fact that Eren's past Meister had any contact in the underworld.
Levi had taken the possibility that Eren was lying but his reactions and facial expressions were proof enough that he was telling the truth. That and the brat had quite the honest and brash personality. Anyone who'd talked with Eren could deduce that easily. His mismatched eyes showed too much.
Silver eyes flittered in Eren's direction; the others were still conversing with him as if he was already a part of their team. Isabel's excitement was already giving him a headache, such shrill voice was just a bitch in the ears and unconsciously, Levi leaned away from them.
Eren didn't even think about what his presence to their team would bring did he? He'd been kidnapped once, who's to say that they wouldn't try again?
And even if they didn't, once Levi fused with Eren and they saw him flying in the air with the fucking birds and all that shit, wouldn't that be like putting a big arrow above their heads and marking themselves good as dead?
Levi wasn't quite sure about what his team thought; those idiots probably thought that they could handle a kidnapper or two.
No matter how enticing having such a super S class weapon, would it really be wise to accept him in their team just like that? Would it really be worth risking his team—one that he'd ever had close to a family—just so this kid could get more information on his enemy?
His eyes skimmed to each of his team's faces and Levi suddenly realized the uncanny silence that befell the room. All eyes were focused on him and they were showing him expressions of nervous excitement but being with them for years now, he immediately recognized what their eyes conveyed…
The acceptance of a challenge.
"Isn't it about time to show those fucking teams how we're the best of all, Captain?" Gunther started, giving him a grin. His Shifter smirked and added, "I've been hearing them talking shit about how we're such cowards and all that shitty comments just because you won't let us kill."
"You know how we've taken down those Pairs in less than five minutes, Captain. You've made sure that we are strong enough out there." Eld continued with his Meister piping in, "We've been ready ever since we took on the name, Rivaille's Squad."
Levi couldn't shake off the feeling that these fuckers were just manipulating him on accepting Eren. In a moment of irritation he shot the brunette a glare which got the other shiver in response.
Isabel and Farlan leaned in close to him and whispered, "Isn't it about time you enjoy the wonders of fusing with a Shifter, bro?"
"And what better Shifter to fuse with other than Eren? There's a fucking SSS class Weapon right there, in front of you. Would you really let it go? You wouldn't find even one S class Shifter in the next hundred years or so that hasn't been taken yet."
Isabel laughed at her Meister's joke while Levi shot the blonde an unimpressed glare. Although in a way that was true. He'd never seen any high class Shifters that weren't bound to a Meister and with the S class being rare, they were more so unavailable. And if what Eren said about him being the same class then he should have already felt an unbound S class Shifter when they were nearby.
With the same excitement roaring in his insides and his heart thudding on his chest, he shot the brunette a smirk—showing his sharp, impressive canines—and agreed.
"You're in."
His team cheered in their own way but Isabel—always the hyperactive redhead—jumped across the table, tackling Eren off the couch and to the ground before proceeding to hug him to death. Petra cried out in concern, prying the hyper redhead off the brunette unsuccessfully.
Farlan frowned and quipped, "Oi, Eren. If you take Isabel from me even your flying capabilities won't get you away from me."
"Oh, don't mind him, Eren." The redhead said, rocking them both.
"Isabel, stop hugging the kid, he looks right about ready to shit his pants." Oluo commented, "Your hug hurts like a bitch."
Isabel gave them the finger, an arm still thrown around the brunette. "It doesn't hurt, right, Eren?" Eren's grimace was answer enough.
"Told—ngh." Oluo bit his tongue again.
(FOF)
When Levi told Eren to get himself cleaned up—punctuated with a heartfelt grimace—they were suddenly reminded that the brunette didn't have any clothes on his person or anything else in that matter except for the key hanging on his neck. The one Eren had been wearing when they found him was already disposed of in Levi's command.
Luckily, Isabel had clothes stored in their office' cabinets so she'd lent her sweatpants to the brunette while Farlan fetched an extra shirt from the car—since Isabel had narrower shoulders—and gave it to him.
Since it was already nighttime, they decided to call it a day but not before fussing over their new member. Isabel and Farlan had offered to take Eren back with them but those two were lovebirds and Eren didn't want to intrude. Eld was with his fiancé while Petra and the rest were still living with their family so Eren had also refused their offers.
So that left Levi, but Eren had croaked that he could just stay in their office—upon seeing the raven's dark frown—but their captain wasn't so heartless as to let the brunette stay in there without even having anything to use for the cold night and by the way his stomach was screaming for food…
Levi could already foresee the troublesome future.
Levi had just pushed him out the door and into his beloved car as an answer and drove them to a nearby convenience store for some dinner. After which he'd drove them to his studio apartment and then cleaned themselves up after agreeing—more like Levi forcing Eren—to go shopping the next day.
(FOF)
Everything was good at first.
They entered a casual clothes shop with Levi handing Eren his credit card then sat himself on a waiting bench and left him to choose. But then minutes pass and he'd thought the fucking kid was squandering his money by buying too much only to find him looking lost and staring at a fucking price tag.
Levi almost crushed the phone on his hand—he'd been playing with it while waiting, don't judge. When asked what the fuck was he doing, Eren had answered in a lame ass reason as, "This is too much, my Meister said—" Blah blah blah.
Of course, his Meister was to blame again. When would that mysterious person not be mentioned? It was already irritating Levi to no end. The raven could almost see the tail on his butt and the fluffy ears flat on his head, looking pathetic and shit.
So Levi had taken matters in his hand by just grabbing what he thought would fit the brunette and dumped it on his arms and shouted at him to hurry the fuck up and take those shit on the counter but then Eren just had the audacity to argue with him about things Levi didn't even listen to.
One well timed glare shut the brunette up and made him trudge to the sales lady watching them with amused and slightly concerned eyes.
At least Eren learns fast.
After they were done with the upper clothes—some casual shirts and jackets and a bunch of shirts for training, because Levi did not want to smell sweaty shirts—they went on to training and casual pants.
Levi pointedly sat down on the bench once again after a warning glare to the brunette who'd went off nervously then came back grinning with three pairs of each, along with a pair of sleepwear. They were plain and looked cheap but Levi had chosen a good shop so the quality was assured. Levi's mood had gotten better by the time they went on to shoes.
The last was what made Levi feeling a headache once again: Undies.
Eren was blushing so much, Levi couldn't believe it. At least it was adorable...
Still, Levi almost shouted at him to fucking stop, not because it was really distracting—hell no—but rather he felt like he's been harassing the brunette but then one glance around the shop got even him almost blushing like an idiot.
They bolted out of there soon enough before Levi shamed himself and Eren was laughing his ass off for reasons Levi did not certainly know.
In retaliation Levi had added a suspicious T-back in Eren's goods when the other was not looking and watched as Eren got red as a fucking baboon's ass all the way to his ears and neck—and probably lower but let's not get down to muddy waters just yet—and tried to explain himself to a similarly flushed sales man holding the item in between two fingers as if it was stained with shit.
Levi's stomach and throat hurt so much from trying to stop his laughter by the time they'd gotten off the store. Eren had glared at him and went ahead to the direction where his silver and black Mustang awaited their return only for Levi to shout after him that he was going the other way.
It got the brunette flustered once again as he turned about face and ran, leaving a raven-haired man leaning on a wall and trying so hard not to laugh again.
When was the last time he'd laugh that much? Levi did not remember. At least, he had one now.
"Haa, so tired." Levi groaned, finally seated in the comfort of his beloved Mustang. The back was now full of shopping bags that could rival a shopaholic's. Eren sat on his side, face red with shame as he stared at his feet. Levi smirked, hand twisting the key in the ignition.
"Th-Thank you, sir, captain, for the clothes but… that is…" Eren murmured uncertainly.
"Where you're staying, right?" Levi asked, voice still a bit scratchy from his laughing session a while ago. He'd already gathered that Eren had no place to return to and it had been proven when he'd asked the brunette that morning.
Eren nodded in confirmation before adding in a harried tone, "I could stay in the office. I'll clean it every day and keep it organized. I swear, sir. I won't touch anything important and I won't snoop around."
Levi kept quiet as he thought even though there really wasn't anything to think of. He'd been thinking that Eren should be staying with him but then again, he liked his solitude and having someone on the office to keep it clean seems like a good deal. But didn't he say himself that he'd be keeping a close eye on Eren?
"I'll keep as quiet as a ghost when you're doing something important…" When Levi still said nothing, Eren offered, "Uhm… I'll make you tea? I'm pretty good with different blends…"
The raven-haired male shrugged his shoulder, "Fine. Doesn't really matter." He declared, pulling the hand break down and getting out of their parking slot after shifting gears. "Guess we'll have to buy you other more things."
But then his mind picked up another thing on the brunette's sentence, "Wait. Why would you think I'd like tea?"
"I saw a lot of them in your kitchen earlier and I just thought you're a tea kind of person?" Eren didn't mention that he'd notice the way his team had acted when they knew of Eren's liking to tea.
"So that makes you an expert in blending tea?" Levi scoffed. Eren was silent for a moment, a hand fiddling with the key underneath Farlan's shirt.
"My mom used to brew me a lot during... Well, we even had a garden full of different leaves." Levi caught his hesitance and that pause was something he took note of.
There was a soft laugh as Eren continued, "Dad tried making me some when mom was out and I needed to drink but he was so shit at it that it made me cry so much. He panicked then cried with me 'til he thought of calling mom back." Levi smiled despite himself. "Dad's a coffee person, you see, since he always pulled all nighters. He drank it as much as he drank water… Or more, well, he loved it, end of story."
"Where are they now?" Somehow, Levi already knew the answer.
"Dead." Eren answered automatically, voice blank. "But it was a long time ago. They told me that they lived a good life… They were just sorry they had to leave me behind so soon."
"…You saw them die?" Levi's hands had stopped from where he was fiddling with the heater.
"Yeah." When Eren pointedly turned his head and stared outside, Levi knew it was the end of their conversation and turned his attention to the road.
They had to take a round trip since his poor car couldn't take much of the things they'd bought. It had consisted of a futon, some bathroom necessities, bags that Eren could use during missions, a mobile phone for Eren, and grocery for Levi.
And of course, Levi had not let the chance pass of making a certain brunette embarrassed once again. He'd been successful in his endeavors so far. Eren must be regretting the fact of even joining their team by then.
Isabel had called once and whined for not being invited in their impromptu shopping spree. Levi merely passed the phone to Eren who had thought it rude to hang up on a person talking so Eren had listen to her until she ended her rant, which lasted a good thirty minutes. Levi humored him by applauding him with a bored stare once the brunette hang up.
They had eaten pizza for lunch while doing their shopping and took out dinner in a fastfood chain. Their rented office was located on the fifth floor of a building. It was popular since it was a building known for housing small security companies. Petra had suggested it just because she found it funny. The others agreed readily enough.
"How was it?" Isabel asked them as soon as they'd arrived.
Farlan was seated on the main desk, a paper on hand and feet up the table with the rest of the team seated in the couch designated for clients. It was designed strictly professional but with the team playing cards and Farlan looking lazy as ever, it looked more like a living room.
Eren dumped the futon he'd been carrying on one side before answering, "It was good…" He pointed at Levi and added, "For him."
The redhead tilted her head curiously, "Eh?"
"He kept embarrassing me in front of people and silently laughing his ass off." Eren certainly did not pout.
"Eh?" This time, it was a chorused sound of confusion as their eyes traveled between the two new arrivals.
Levi ignored them and instead walked towards the door leading to their personal living room and beckoned Eren over. The brunette sighed but did as motioned after taking the futon and the new bag that contained some clothes and bath necessities.
As the door closed behind them, Farlan turned to the others and whispered, "I didn't hear that right did I?"
"He said our captain was embarrassing him." Oluo added, voice cracking. "That's all, right?"
"Did he just say our captain was laughing his ass off?" the strawberry blond was gaping at the closed door.
"Our captain?" Eld and Gunther chorused.
"I've only head bro laugh once... A looong time ago…" The redhead said.
All heads turned towards the closed door when a shout of "I told you, I don't need this!" echoed from the inside and then someone was laughing.
It was muffled but it was definitely low and definitely…
"Captain?!" They unisoned.
(FOF)
By the time Levi got home. It was already nine in the evening. Isabel wouldn't stop pestering him about laughing at Eren's face but Farlan was manly enough to handle his fussing girlfriend.
He'd left Eren in the office after making sure that the mini refrigerator was fully stocked along with the water dispenser but by the way Eren had downed all those battles of water in just a few seconds that morning, it was sure to be not enough. Eren was even worse than Isabel was; at least it was only water and not food. Just imagine all that shit…
Levi cut off his thoughts as a shiver crawled up his spine. He was eating later for shi—Fuck' sake.
Anyway, Levi could just order more in the morning to be delivered in the office. He'd also left a lot of bottled green tea and some other tea leaves from his own stock so Eren will be fine.
Shrugging off his coat, Levi pushed the television open and immediately, the voice of a woman talking about the rollback of gas prices started in the background. He went to his small dinner table and set up his take out by transferring it into a clean plate and taking a hold of his own spoon and fork. Like hell he'd be using those plastic utensils.
Sitting down, his hands pushed food into his mouth automatically as his thoughts flew back to the brunette he'd left in their office.
Levi had noticed that Eren was also not much of a people guy. He'd been quiet most of the time while they were out and had left Levi to talk to people which the raven did grudgingly, just because he had seen the way Eren eyed the man who'd offered him free taste with suspicion and the way his body tensed up for a fight. He had even looked at the Pair of police that was walking by the same way as if they were fakes.
Eren also kept looking this way and that as if expecting someone to suddenly jump at them, most probably because of the time when they were running away. Levi liked that Eren was on the alert although how Eren acted left much to be desired.
He'd been too jerky, looked around too much, and eyed everyone as if they were going to take a bite on his ass.
Overall, Eren wasn't being so discreet about his actions.
It was one of the reasons that Levi had made pranks on him to see if he'll notice before it was too late, he never did in all of Levi's six tries. It just proved how stealthy Levi was and how embarrassing Eren was now Levi's new past time. The other was to take Eren's mind off their conversation from earlier.
No matter, Levi was going to train him from then on.
To that one guest who reviewed about me putting more Soul Eater weapons: Sorry but I don't watch/read Soul Eater so I don't know much about it. I found the Weapon/Meister thing perfect for this verse and since the idea's not mine, I mentioned where it came from. Thank you!
Have you people read Boku no hero academia, yet? It's cool. Do read it if you liked the plot. Also if I edit previous chapters, do you get emails for that? It's been bugging me, you see. I edited the other chapters a couple of times and wondered whether i'm spamming your inboxes. I'm very sorry if that is the case...