Eren

On Saturday evening, I get onto a crowded bus with Mikasa, Armin, and Marco, heading for Connie's. I have to wear a hat and baggy sweatpants pants just in case my ears and tail decide to show themselves. Which means I'm stuck in one of those cat ear hats- everything else leaves two weird bulges on top of my head. My roommates haven't said anything, but I doubt I'll be so lucky with the rest of our friends.

I managed to make it through the week without getting into any fights, but I'm nervous about being around everyone else- especially Jean. I haven't seen him at all since we broke up. I should probably consider apologizing to him. Our relationship wasn't exactly stable, but it was my fault it blew up the way it did."

Connie lives with Sasha in a small house that he inherited from his parents. The rest of us all live in pin sized apartments or dorms, so it's the best place to gather. We get off the bus and walk the couple minutes to their house. Mikasa knocks on the large red door, and moments later it bursts open, revealing a grinning Sasha holding Connie by the arm.

She points to my hat. "Eren you look so cute!"

I wince and cover my head with my hands. "Just ignore it. Please."

"Was it a dare?" she asks.

"Uh, yeah." I breathe a sigh of relief. That's a good excuse.

"How long do you have to wear it?" asks Connie.

I shrug and make a face. "Until they get sick of it."

Sasha laughs. "Come on, everyone else is in the living room." Mikasa gives a small smile and leads the way. When we enter, everyone swarms me.

"Eren! We heard you got kicked out of college!" says Historia.

"Yeah, what happened?" asks Ymir.

"Mikasa and the others wouldn't tell us," says Bertolt.

I rub my neck. "It's kinda embarrassing."

Connie grins. "Oh come on, you can tell us anything,"

Ymir's eyes sparkle. "What, are you afraid we'll laugh at you? I did hear some interesting rumors."

I grimace. "You are definitely gonna laugh."

"Just tell us," says Reiner.

I breathe out a long sigh. "My professor gave me a C- on a test. I spent a lot of time studying, and I didn't think the grade was fair."

"And that got you kicked out?" asks Historia.

I shake my head. "No, that was because I started ripping up the essays he'd just graded." Ymir laughs loudly. "See. I told you," I grumble.

"Sorry Eren. Just because you got a C-?" asks Connie.

"He'd been getting on my nerves for a while. It was the history professor."

Sasha's expression becomes serious. "I don't blame you then. He took away my potato one time during class." Ymir starts laughing again and everyone joins her wholeheartedly.

"Alright, enough about me. Let's go get some drinks." I say. The all nod and start to walk towards the table.

I breathe a sigh of relief, but then Ymir turns back to me with a wicked grin. "By the way, nice ears." I groan.

Mikasa immediately pours herself a glass and goes over to Annie. She's standing off in the corner with a blank expression. I smile as I see the gentle look on Mikasa's face, and the way Annie's softens just a bit. I've told Mikasa she should go ahead and confess already, but she wants to take things slow.

Armin comes back to me holding two cups. "Here. After everything that's happened I'd say you deserve it."

I take the drink. "Thanks.".

We head towards the couch and I spot the one other person who didn't rushed over when I came in. Jean. He's sitting on the couch in the corner with a glass in his hand. We make eye contact and he quickly looks away, jaw tensing. I finish my drink and go to the table to refill it.

The night starts out wonderfully. Everyone seems pretty mellow, and the first couple hours pass without incident. Then around midnight Jean comes stumbling over to me, dead drunk.

He gives me a dark look and his words come out slightly slurred. "You're an asshole. Why did I ever go out with you?

I take a couple breaths, aware of the stares being directed our way, and fix him with a cold glare. "Don't do this. We're not here to hash out our personal issues."

"What, don't want to face me?"

I clench my fists. "Oh I'll face you. I'd just rather not do it with an audience."

He sneers. "Coward."

My face heats up with anger. "Are you kidding me? I was planning on apologizing to you tonight, but you don't deserve it."

He takes an unsteady step towards me. "Yeah, cause it was all my fault."

I get to my feet. "You were the one who dumped me and kicked me out!"

"I didn't kick you out, you stormed out!"

"You called me a cheap whore!" I yell.

His voice drops to a growl. "All I was saying is maybe we should leave the bedroom every once and awhile! You're the one who started swearing and throwing insults!"

"You deserved every fucking word I said. I don't know why I put up with your drama for so long."

"And I don't know why I put up with your fucking bullshit for so long."

Mikasa steps between us. "Eren, Jean, that's enough."

I turn on her with a heated glare. "Fuck off. You can't tell me what to do."

Jean's voice rises. "Don't talk to her like that."

I turn back to him with a snarl. "It was always about Mikasa, wasn't it? Sorry but she's never gonna go for you. Did you miss the part where she's into Annie?"

"Eren!" comes Mikasa's frantic voice. I look back at her. Her eyes are wide and panicked, and Annie stands next to her with a look of complete shock. The color drains from my face. Shit. Shit shit shit. I was not supposed to say that.

The punch comes at me from behind, striking me square in the middle of the back. I stumble forwards and another punch almost knocks me down. I catch myself against the sofa and turn, boiling with rage. Something in the back of my mind urges me to hurt him.

When Jean tries to punch me again, I'm ready. I dodge and hit him hard in the chest with everything I've got. He goes flying into the drink table, hitting his head. Everything crashes to the floor, sending shards of glass spinning in all directions.

He doesn't stand back up. The smell of blood begins to spread through the air. Everyone is frozen, staring between us with wide eyes. For a moment I'm frozen too, caught between shock and horror. Then I turn around and bolt out the door.

The cold outside air hits my face, and my breaths start to come faster. What did I just do? That was way beyond ruining things with my friends. Jean… I grit my teeth as the thought of him brings up fresh sparks of anger.

What the fuck is wrong with me? I kick the curb of the sidewalk. I just alienated the last people who were speaking to me. I tug at my hair. I'm such an idiot.

I walk away from the house, not going anywhere in particular. I don't have anywhere to go. There's no way Mikasa's ever letting me through her door again. I hope I didn't ruin things between her and Annie too badly.

Walking is harder than I was expecting. Everything wobbles and swims. I sit down on the curb and try to think. What the hell am I supposed to do now? Levi said to call him if anything happened. Does this count?

I guess I don't have a choice. I pull my phone from my pocket and scroll through the numbers. I press call and the phone rings. My heart beats heavily in my chest. He's already doing so much for me. What if he says no?

"Levi," comes the now familiar curt tone of voice.

"Hi, it's- it's me." My voice shakes.

"Eren? What's wrong?"

My words come out sloppy as I try to explain. "I fucked up. I was angry and… I fucked up so bad Levi. Mikasa's never going to speak to me again, let alone let me keep staying with her."

"Damn wolves," he mutters. He breathes out a long sigh. "Where can I pick you up?"

"Huh?"

"I'll come get you. Unless you're planning on walking here? You sound drunk off your ass."

"I can't-"

"Why else are you calling me then?"

I look down. "Thanks. I'm near the library. I'll wait there."

He hangs up without another word, and I drop my arm to my side. The only person still talking to me is practically a stranger. And a vampire. I let out a laugh that comes out half a sob. What am I doing?

I reach the library and wait, rubbing my hands together to keep them warm. The minutes tick by. After a while I start to get restless. Is he even coming? No one else can stand me, why should he be any different?

But eventually Levi's black car shows up and he rolls down the window.

"I thought you weren't going to show up," I say.

"Someone has to look out for you."

"You think I deserve that? You must be a terrible judge of character."

He snorts. "I know full well you're a brat. Now get in the car."

My hands fumble at the handle, but I open it and do as he says. I stare at him for a moment. "You're wearing a suit."

"I had a business meeting."

The drive to his house is mostly silent. I follow him through the door and teeter to the couch. He disappears for a moment and comes back holding two cups of coffee. He hands me one and sits down. As we sit in silence, He lifts the cup along the rim and takes a sip.

"Do you want to tell me what happened?" he asks eventually.

I shrug. "I got into a fight with my ex. I think I hurt him pretty badly."

Levi frowns. "Wolves are strong Eren. You have to be careful."

I glare at him. "How was I supposed to know? That's never happened before."

Levi sighs. "I guess it takes a while for all the werewolf attributes to show up. Most likely it's only going to get worse."

I rub my hand over my face. "This fucking sucks."

Levi's expression softens slightly. "I'm sure you'll get used to it. It'll just take some time."

"That doesn't make me feel much better, but thanks."

He nods.

I take a sip of coffee and then look over at him with a serious expression. "I mean it. You've done so much for me, and I keep making things worse."

Levi waves his hand. "Don't get sappy on me brat. You're drunk."

"I'm not that drunk. I just want you to know how much it means to me." I set my cup of coffee down. "Or are words not enough?" I slide a little closer.

"Eren, please tell me you don't mean..." I crawl over the cushions and he backs away.

"I saw you checking me out you know," I tease. I pin him down against the arm of the couch. His gaze falls to my lips as I lean forwards.

He puts a hand over my mouth. "That's enough of that-"

I draw one of his fingers into my mouth and suck. He stares at me with wide eyes, and I think I see a spark of lust. He pulls his hand back and I lick my lips.

"Eren..."

"What?"

Levi closes his eyes for a moment. "You're drunk, and you just broke up,"

My voice drops low. "Don't talk to me about Jean."

"That's exactly what I mean. You're just upset. You'll end up regretting it."

I frown. "You don't know that."

"It doesn't matter. I'm not going to touch you while you're drunk." He pushes me off. I flop backwards onto the couch and pull up my shirt a bit. I bite my lip. He gives me a heated look, but then he presses his lips together and stands up.

I huff. "You're no fun."

"I'm a hundred and thirteen. Of course I'm no fun."

I pout and turn over on the couch. I shut my eyes, and in seconds I'm fast asleep.

Levi

I head to my room, breathing hard. The first thing I do is strip off my clothing. I'm glad Eren was too drunk to notice the blood stains peeking out from under my jacket. I don't want to scare him.

Why I even care is beyond me. I've never been shy about my job before. But I told him it was a business meeting. Well, I guess it technically was. I was meeting someone. About business. So it's not like I lied. I frown. I don't like the idea of lying to him.

I drop the suit into the washing machine on cold, and put on something more comfortable, then sit down on my bed. I don't try to sleep, not yet. I haven't gotten a good night's sleep since I was human. I still can't get rid of the nightmares, even all these years later.

My thoughts turn to the werewolf now occupying my couch. I sigh. I can't believe he tried to come on to me. Shouldn't his species have some natural aversion to vampires? I guess it's just the alcohol. A small part of me seriously regrets walking away, but it's for the best. He deserves someone better.