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Chapter 4. It's my Party and I'll Cry if I Want to
The rest of the week had gone much like his first day; a cycle of work, insults (most of them about his 'unprofessional' combat boots), lunch, more work, and finally ending with him eating a popsicle with Hanji. None of those days had been as difficult as his first, and Eren had a sneaking suspicion that it was because Levi had wanted to see if he could actually last past that first grueling day of work without either dying of exhaustion or quitting. He spared a moment to deliver a withering glare to the back of his boss' back as he walked a few feet behind him. Devil bastard... The older man had run him ragged with work and errands until six in the evening, saying that he would either have do it today hangover free, or tomorrow with the splitting headache that accompanies excessive drinking. Eren had been slightly pissed that Levi would think that he'd end up drinking enough for him to have a hangover in the morning, but the brunette was also realistic enough to know that his boss was probably right in his assumption. Not that being realistic had helped his mood any.
Eren tugged on his coat sleeves and roughly rubbed his gloved hands, hoping that some of the heat caused by the friction would pass through the thick material. The whole crew of room 670 and a few others were walking as quickly as they could to ward off the cold as they traversed through the giant parking lot to reach the cars that had been assigned as the transportation to the club where Eren's welcoming party was being held. He looked up and let out a puff of hot air. Winter was just beginning, and already the clouds were heavy and congealed with the possibility of snow.
Looks like we'll definitely be having a white Christmas if it keeps getting colder like this...
"Hellooooo? Eren, are you listening?"
A clenched fist softly tapped him on the side of his head and a soft voice sang out, "Seems like the lights are on but no one's home."
The green eyed boy snapped out of his musings and glanced down at an amused looking Nellie.
"There he is! I was starting to get a bit worried, I called your name more than eight times but you didn't look as if you even heard me."
He chuckled and awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck, a bit embarrased that he been so zoned out. "Yeah, sorry. I was just thinking about how cold it's gotten. It's become a real pain to drive my motorcycle in this freezing weather."
"Oh, hun! It must be horribly uncomfortable, you poor thing!" She pouted, her red lips shockingly vibrant in the gloom of the overcast day, and tucked her arm in the crook of his elbow. "But I thought I saw you with a car... Were you just borrowing it?"
The younger man nodded. "Yep, That was my sister's car, actually. We share an apartment together and sometimes she lets me take her car to work."
"Aww that's so nice! Petra doesn't want to have me as her roomie even though it's completely logical and would be perfect, seeing as how we work at the same company and all."
Petra elbowed her sister in the side and snorted. "Don't talk about me as if I'm not here- and I lived in the same house as you for more than a decade; I think it's fair of me to want my own space and not share my apartment with my annoying older sister."
Nellie huffed in indignation, her warm breath dissipating into the cold air in an instant. "Shut up, midget bitch."
The younger blonde laughed. "Hey! I'm taller than you! If you weren't wearing those incredibly high heels all the time you'd see that you're the short one."
The brunette growled quietly and pointed at a red car. (A/N: red is officially Nellie's signature color lol) "Look Eren, it's my baby!" She yanked on his arm and tugged him past his boss and away from Petra, "Come on, I'll race you!"
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Levi scowled when he saw his young secretary run right by him, mentally critiquing his outfit out of week-long habit. Eren was dressed in a deep chocolate colored jacket a few shades darker than his hair and was decked out in gloves, a scarf, and fuzy black ear mufflers that hung around his neck instead of doing their job and protecting his ears from the cold. His gaze traveled down to the younger's figure hugging jeans and paused when he got to the black, leather combat boots that were laced up loosely and loudly crunching the gravel of the parking lot underfoot as he jogged to keep up with Nellie's fast pace.
Hmmm. I know I keep giving him shit about those boots, but I have to say, they suit him really well...
A heavy arm went around his shoulders and a familiar voice spoke into his ear, "Checking out Eren's ass, huh? There's no shame in admitting it- I'm pretty sure we've all given in to the urge stare that hot thing..."
He shoved his friend's face away from his ear and grunted. "Ugh, get away from my face. Disgusting. And shut the fuck up, don't say stupid shit like that so damn loud." Levi looked around to make sure that nobody had heard the idiotic redhead's comment.
Hanji waggled her eyebrows up and down. "Why shouldn't I? You like him and you think he's sexy don't you? He's gay too, you know. He told me so." She laughed at his slightly surprised expression. "And nobody would think that it's weird- even if you are six years older than Eren... but I'm sure that nobody is gonna judge-"
"Are you kidding me!?" Levi angrily interrupted before his friend continued rambling. "I don't like the kid, much less think that he's sexy!" He fumed and gave the taller woman a killer glare. "And I could care less about wether he's gay or not."
She chuckled and watched as Eren ran after his friend. "Admit it." Hanji said with a secretive smile, already used to her friend's menacing looks. "You secretly think he's hot, that's why you're so hard on him- you're fighting your attraction to your sexy secretary." The redhead ignored his angry protests and continued thoughtfully, "And here I thought that it was every guy's dream to bang their secretary, like some macho dominance thing."
"What?!"
She gave him a Cheshire Cat grin. "Guess not..."
She began walking away and didn't even turn back when she called out, "And stop picking on what he wears! I know that you totally love Eren's boots, I just saw you smirk while looking at them!"
He cursed profusely and she cackled gleefully, running to catch up with the rest of the group piling into their designated cars.
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The club was called Wall Rose, and Eren had already been there several times before. Because of this, the dim lighting, neon colored vinyl booths, and the music that got louder the closer you got to the sleek dance floor packed tightly with bodies, came as no surprise to him. Petra and Nellie 'oooed' and 'ahhed' at the eccentric yet artfully furnished locale while Annie and Levi both wore almost identical expressions of boredom. Auruo, and Erd were the designated drivers so they and Gunter went to grab a booth of their own when they realized that they would end up being coerced to drink if they sat with Hanji and Nellie, both who were known to go all out when they drank. Annie resolutely made her way to the bar and Nellie immediately went to go dance with a blonde haired man who had caught her eye, leaving Eren, Levi, Hanji, and Petra to grab a booth and claim it as their own for the rest of the night.
"Eren, welcome to Survey Corps Inc." Hanji said once they had settled in. 'We have brought you here as a hazing- I mean, as an inauguration of sorts for your position as Levi's new secretary." The rehead grinned and waved a waiter over, ordering a round of shots to start with and turned back to the younger man with bright eyes. "Enjoy you're stay at our little family and I hope you chose to reside with us even though working for this grumpy, dwarf fucker is a arduous task!" She grunted in pain when a strong foot stomped brutally on her toes under the table in response to the insult.
The waiter came back with their drinks and everyone grabbed one. The redhead shoved her shot holding hand into the air and clinked it with everybody else's glasses. "Cheers everybody! Tonight is not the night for holding back- bottoms up!"
They all raised their shots and tilted them back, letting the alcohol warm up their bodies before grabbing another one.
Well, Eren thought, A few drinks wouldn't hurt anyone...
2 hours later...
Petra leaned over her gin and tonic and giggled. "Eren." She poked his cheek, "Ereeeeeen."
The boy's flushed face turned to look at her and he set down his beer. Is this my fourth or my fifth beer?...hmm, I don't remember...damn, it's so fucking hot in here. I should just take of my clothes... I wonder what Levi would do if I did. He'd probably-
"EREN!"
"Yes?" The brunette shook his head and tried to focus on his friend's words. The alcohol combined with the blaring music in the background were making it hard to think.
The blonde giggled again and slowly pressed his nose, "Boop."
Apperantly this was fucking hilarious because she and Hanji dissolved into a fit of giggles and the redhead slammed her fist on the table over and over as she tried to contain her laughter.
Levi looked at them irritably and scoffed. "Drunk dumbfucks."
Eren laughed at that and his green eyes suddenly lit up with an idea. "Guys, guys, guys." He looked at them mischievously from lowered lashes and said, "let's play spin the bottle."
Petra immediately squealed excitedly and clapped her hands. "YES! Truth or dare, mkay? And everytime you chose to skip the dare or you don't want to answer the truth, you have to yell out: 'I'm a scaredy cat- MEOW!' and take a shot."
The redhead next to her grinned and took a sip of her bubble gum pink martini. "That's sounds fair, although I was kind of hoping that we'd be playing strip poker so we could see Eren's hot bod, but..." Hanji tilted her head to the side, "I suppose I could always just dare him to strip." She cackled when the younger man choked on his beer and made a kissy face at him.
Eren laughed at her antics and ignored the burning of alcohol in his throat. He looked around the booth at his three coworkers. "Ok... So other than this pervert, who's gonna play?"
Hanji, Petra, and Eren instantly raised their hand's, turning to look at Levi who was nursing a whiskey with a mixture of boredom and annoyance on his face. The older man noticed them all looking at him expectantly and sighed. Levi grimaced before reluctantly nodding and lifting his hand in affirmation. He was greeted with a chorus of cheers and an empty beer bottle was procured for the game. Hanji set the bottle in the middle of the table after clearing space for it and glanced at Petra.
"Will you do the honors, little dove?"
Petra gulped down the rest of her drink and shuddered as she felt it go down. "Whoo! Let's do it!" She daintily grasped the bottle and spun it hard and fast. It went round and round in a blur before slowing and circling lazily on the table's polished surface. They all watched with baited breath as the bottle stopped with its opening facing Eren.
The brunette leaned in with a sexy grin directed to everyone at the booth, and didn't hesitate before huskily breathing out-
"Dare."
Hanji fist-pumped in the air and shrieked, "FUCK YEAH! Strip, strip, STRIP! Petra, baby, get his gay ass naked!"
Levi winced and pushed her away from him and onto Petra. "Stupid four-eyes, don't fucking scream in my ear."
The blonde laughed before she shook her head at her partner in crime. "Sorry, hun, but I'm pretty sure it's illegal to be wearing your birthday suit in public." Gleaming light brown eyes turned up to meet ocean ones and she gave Eren a small smirk. "I dare you to..." She looked over at the bar where Annie was ordering another drink, and noticed for the first time the insanely hot bartender who was mixing up drinks and smiling at his customers. Bingo.
She gasped in delight and turned back to Eren. "I dare you to get that cute bartender's number."
Eren arrogantly raised an eyebrow and glanced past the dance floor at his prey. "That's too easy, luv." He sighed and shook his head back and forth mournfully. "And here I thought that you'd actually give me a challenge."
Hanji barked out a laugh while Petra looked amused and a bit ashamed for not meeting his expectations of her.
This kid is un-fucking-believable. Sure he's pretty hot but that doesn't mean that everyone's just going to fall over themselves to have a shot with him... Not that I think that Eren's hot- that's just what everybody at the office says...
Ugh, fuck it. I must be drunk.
The older man looked over at his handsome secretary had no choice but to angrily admit it to himself- Eren is...he is...
The brunette turned away from the blonde woman, pierced his boss with his green eyed gaze, and slowly licked his plump bottom lip. "Come on, luv. Give me a harder dare, that bartender won't last five seconds against me before becoming putty in my hands."
He's one arrogantly sexy son of a bitch.
"Oi, brat." The older man said, mentally berating himself on his stupid drunken thoughts about the younger boy. "What makes you so sure that you'd be able to get his number, much less get him to 'become putty'?" He flicked a strand of his dark hair away from his face. "You don't even know if he likes men, he could be straight for all we know."
Three heads simultaneously turned to look at Levi and just stared at him as if he'd begun sprouting fucking flowers out of his ears.
Hanji was the first one to break the stupefied silence. "Well... I mean, have you even looked at your secretary? He's hotter than hell- he practically sweats sex appeal. Even if the bartender doesn't like men, I think he'd make an exception for this guy." She said and pointed at the young man sitting at the end of the booth.
Levi grunted, his cheeks flushing a bit before he replied tersely. "Well, yes. I'll admit that Yeager has nicer than average facial features," he paused and coughed to hide his embarrassment and his quickly reddening face, "but that doesn't mean that someone's going to go against their sexual prefrence just to...to...you know." He looked away uncomfortably and took a big swallow of his whiskey.
Eren ignored his loud friends chuckling over the rare sight of an agitated Levi, and tried to memorize how his boss looked right now as he stuttered and blushed. Mmmmhhhm, if I thought he was sexy when he got mad, he's ten times hotter when he's embarrased...
Levi's hair was a bit mussed and his open collared shirt was rumpled and open enough to where you could see a tantalizing amount of creamy white skin. His pale face was nicely flushed and his slate colored eyes looked smokey and mysterious in the dim lighting of the club. Godamn, he looks so fuckable. Eren reached under the table and harshly palmed his dick through his jeans, trying to alleviate the erection that was quickly growing the longer he stared at his hot boss. Shit, I can't believe I'm getting hard just by looking at him! Fuck that promise I made to myself about no more one night stands, I need to get laid because this is just getting ridiculous...
Petra decided to pity her flustered friend and interrupted him, "You're right Levi, maybe the bartender won't bite, but we won't know until Eren gets his cute ass over there and tries to charm the guy's phone number from him." She looked at the young male who was already rising from the vinyl booth. "You know what to do." She winked and leaned back to watch the show.
Before the brunette left the table he stopped and looked at his blonde friend. "You know..." He said with a shit-eating grin, "I feel it's only fair if I let you know that I actually have quite a fierce reputation. Once that guy sees me coming he's going to give me his digits, no doubt about it." Eren glanced at the bar, "Are you sure you don't want to pick another dare?"
Brows rose above black rimmed glasses and Hanji giggled drunkenly, "What, you scared that you'll come back empty handed after bragging so much?" She teased.
The brunette looked amused. "Last chance."
Petra narrowed her eyes and stole a sip from the redhead's drink. "Forget it. I'm not changing the damn dare."
Levi watched his secretary sigh in resignation and asked out of curiosity, "You seem really confident- what sort of reputation do you exactly have?"
Eren lowered his face to his boss', staring intently into his gray eyes, and said in a voice that rose hairs and drew delightful shivers from everybody in the booth. "I'm known... As the neighborhood slut."
There was a beat of heavy silence before the redhead in the middle of Petra and Levi cackled happily. "Neighborhood slut, eh? Ha! That's a good one!" She laughed and Petra joined in with a tipsy giggle- even Levi chuckled along with them.
"Well walk your slutty self to the bar and work your slutty magic." She took her martini away from the blonde and drained it, "And don't forget the shots for the scaredy cats who don't want to play the game right!" She waved her empty glass in dismissal and continued to giggle and mumble under her breath, "Slutty neighbors love the neighborhood slut, hehe..."
He nodded and made his way past the mass of sweaty and writhing bodies on the dance floor as he strode over to the bar.
Maybe it's good that they don't believe me- no one likes a whore... They probably thought that I was just joking around about my reputation.
Eren smiled grimly and stepped to the side to avoid getting trampled by a dancing couple. For the first time, I wish I was...
Once he got close enough, Eren could see that his quarry was quickly and efficiently mixing and shaking cocktails, smoothly handing them out to eager hands and keeping perfect track of bills, payments, and tips. As Eren swaggered into his field of vision, he gave him a sultry smile and leaned his tan arms on the granite countertop. The brunette hailed him over with a slight tilt of his head and he watched as the bartender slowly looked him up and down, clearly appreciating the view. The thin man handed out a few more drinks before making his way to the boy with the captivating teal colored eyes.
"What can I do for you?"
Up close Eren could see that the bartender had black hair in a short mohawk with bright green at the tips and molten amber eyes. He had a few freckles scattered around his face and, like Petra had said, was 'insanely hot'. He looked around 26 or 27 years old and he was slightly taller than Eren. The brunette quickly read the name tag on his black shirt before answering.
"Well, Nick." He purred, "If I could get a dozen tequila shots and your number, I'd consider this a night well spent."
Nick's eyes glittered and lidded with growing desire at Eren's words. Tan, ocean eyes, brown hair, beautiful... He's definitely my type... Hmmm I wonder how good he is in bed, I bet he's- Wait. Ocean eyes? That description sounds a lot like...
"Are you by any chance the 'neighborhood slut'?"
The ebony haired man cringed as soon as the words left his mouth. Shit, I'm such an idiot. What if he's not him and I just made a fool of myself? God, ughh! And he was totally hitting on me and trying to fuck me with his eyes, too... God, Nick, you idiot!
To the young bartender's surprise, the brunette boy just chuckled huskily. "I am, actually." Eren looked at Nick's surprised face and laughed again. "And it seems like my reputation has preceded me yet again." He stuck out his hand for Nick to shake.
"Nice to meet you. My name's Eren Yeager, the neighborhood slut."
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The three friends at the booth watched as the cute bartender reached into his pocket and pulled out a palm-sized notebook.
"Oh my god- Eren did it! He's gonna write his number on there!"
"Now, now." Said the redhead, drunkenly patting the equally tipsy woman sitting next to her on the shoulder. "I'm sure he's just writing down Eren's order. He went to go get the shots, remember?"
An irate baritone voice on her other side rumbled. "Do bartenders' usually take the order and then give it back to their customers with a fucking wink?" He moodily looked away from the sickening scene a few feet away from him and turned to Hanji. "Cause that's what's happening right now."
"No! Really? I knew my little sexy slut could do it! He's a master in the art of seduction." She waggled her eyebrows at Petra and cutched her heart dramatically. "Un maestro en la arte de la seducción!"
The blonde giggled and lightly fanned herself. "Yeah, I guess that dare was too easy- nobody can resist Eren when he sets his mind to it." She picked at her nails and giggled again, "I mean, he practically had me drooling all over him a few days ago at the lobby."
Levi almost choked on his drink.
The fuck! Why was that shitty brat hitting on Petra? Was he lying when he said that he was gay- is he bi? No, why do I even care- it's none of my business. I don't give a shit. Not one, piddly-ass shit...
Hanji nodded and snorted. "Ha! I remember that! Good times, good times..." She looked up from the table and saw a familiar face in the crowd. "Oi, Nellie! Get on over here!"
The brown haired woman wobbled her way over to their booth in her ridiculously high heels and collapsed beside her sister.
"Heeeeeyyyy guysh. My buddiesh, my chummy chum chumsh..." She giggled and started petting Petra's hair. "Petraaaaaa, little sisssssh. I love yoush sho much!"
Petra giggled and swatted Nellie's hand away. "Just how drunk are you?"
Nellie looked at her blood-red nails sadly and sighed. "I think I'm reeeeaaally drunk."
The grey eyed man sitting opposite to her raised a brow. "No shit. What was your first fucking clue."
The brunette's face scrunched up in confusion, scarlet lips drooping in a small frown. "My firsht clue to wat?"
"I really hate drunks." Levi growled under his breath. Hanji who had been leaning on him heard the disgruntled whisper and chuckled. "Too bad you didn't get here sooner, Nellie." She said. "We dared Eren to get the bartender's number, it was quite the show."
Petra draped an arm over her older sister's shoulder and agreed, "It was so fun. He tried to get out of doing it by claiming he had a reputation as... What was it again?"
"The 'neighborhood slut'." Hanji supplied.
The blonde woman giggled. "Riiight, that. Goodness that boy is a piece of work."
Nellie, who's eyelids had begun to droop as the effects of alcohol caught up to her, felt them jerk open in surprise and excitement.
Did I hear Petra right? I thought I heard the words 'neighborhood slut', but I'm not sure...
"Did you just say something about Eren having a slutty reputation?" She suddenly felt wide awake and sober.
Her sister yawned and nodded. "Uh huh. That's what he said."
The older brunette shoved her sister's arm off her and bounced up and down on the vinyl seat. "Oh. My. Fuck. Eren is the 'neighborhood slut'?!" Nelly looked around the booth at her unenthused coworkers. "Don't you guys realize how amazing this is? The 'neighborhood slut' is a fucking legend, and we've been working with him for the past week! Oh god, I need to get his autograph- no, first things first. I need to ask him for advice!" She frantically looked around the dim club, "Where did you say he was again?"
Levi stopped her searching with a gruff question. "Wait, he's famous? And why do you need advice?" ... I'm so confused...
"I need his advice on how to pleasure men!" Nellie said, looking at him as if he were stupid. "Duh, why else would I need to ask Eren for advice?"
Ok, forget being hopelessly confused. I'm obviously in a drunken dream because nothing is making any sense...
Levi looked at Hanji and Petra and was gratified to know that he wasn't the only one who was feeling completely lost.
The blonde next to Nellie seemed dumbfounded. "Why would you ask Eren for sex tips?"
Nellie rolled her eyes. "Didn't I say that he was a famous legend? What do think he got famous for?" When she saw the blank faces before her she sighed and titled her head back. "Honestly... The 'neighborhood slut' is known for the number of men he's had sex with, duh, that's where the 'slut' part comes in to play... But more importantly- he's famous for being an absolutely sexy beast in bed!"
There was a pregnant pause that was shattered only when Hanji screeched hysterically and almost tipped the table over as she freaked out in the booth. "I FUCKING knew he was a sex god! I. FUCKING. KNEW. IT!" She started dancing in place and Levi scooted to the end farthest away from the four eyed menace to avoid getting hit in the balls by her flailing elbows and fists.
"Tch. It's probably like that game of telephone; the retellings were most likely embellished and got out of hand, transforming into this 'legend' about him."
Red nails rapped on the table in annoyance. "No. You guys, I'm telling you, I used to know this guy who Eren did the dirty with, and it's no lie. The guy literally told me that Eren was the best fuck he had ever had in his whole life and that your little secretary," she peered up at the black haired man with a smirk, "had ruined sex for him because no one could compare with how good Eren had been."
Levi's throat had become dry throughout Nellie's speech as he thought about what sex with Eren must be like. I bet he can even do that thing where you twist back and put your- Arghhhh! Stop! He's your secretary and he's an annoying brat- You are not attracted to him. Not. at. all. Not even a little fucking bit...
Petra got everybody's attention when she abruptly yelled, "People, shut the hell up! He's coming!"
Hanji calmed down and eagerly watched Eren make his way to them with a tray full of tequila shots. "Hey hey heyyyyy! I just heard that your the best fuck ever! Come and tell us your secret bedroom techniques, yeah?"
The younger boy looked at her in surprise and a bit of apprehension. "Where'd you hear that?"
Hanji didn't look disgusted with him, but that didn't mean that she'd still want to be his friend tomorrow when she was sober and fully understood how much of a whore he really was. Shit. I've never cared about what other people thought of me... Why should I care now? Eren glanced over at his boss who was staring intently at the table in stoic concentration. And what does Levi think...?
The brown haired woman at one end of the booth scooched over to make room for him. "I told them, you sexy sex monster of sex!" Nellie giggled happily. "I'm druuuunk." She said with a hiccup.
"Yeah, I can see that." He sat down and looked over at Hanji with a wink. "I'll tell you all my smutty secrets some other time when your sober."
"Awww." The redhead pouted. "No! I want you to tell us now." She whined.
He grinned at her impatience and laughed softly. "Trust me, I would, but I don't want to you to wake up tomorrow and not remember what I told you."
"Ha!" Petra snorted. "We haven't drunk that much..."
Eren knowingly cocked an eyebrow. "Suuure you haven't. Anyways, Nick gave me his number and he even suggestively told me that his shift ends in a few minutes. Looks like I've won my dare."
Levi moved the shots to the side and asked. "Nick?"
The younger boy nodded. "Uh huh. That's the bartender's name. And get this, he asked me if I was the 'neighborhood slut' because I fit the descriptions he had heard of me. How crazy is that?"
The gray eyed man scoffed angrily, still looking at the varnished table in front of him. "Why are you acting so surprised? Didn't you know that you were such a well known whore that you could be recognized from a mile away just by the way you looked?" He looked up at his secretary's shocked and crestfallen face. What am I doing?! Why am I so mad? God, I don't understand what I'm feeling anymore...
Learning that Eren had slept and fooled around with so many people had amused him at first, but amusement had quickly transformed into something else- an uncomfortable nagging feeling at the bottom of his stomach. Levi hadn't been sure, but he thought that the feeling might have been something akin to jealousy. That shocking realization had caused him to get angrier and angrier, first at himself and then at Eren for making him feel that way. Hearing his secretary mention that bartender's name so indifferently had finally made him snap and lash out in outrage.
"Levi! What the hell? That's a really shitty thing to say!" Nellie's eyes blazed in indignation and offense over her friend. "Who cares how many people he's slept with? It's none of our business and it's not our place to judge his actions!"
"Who cares? I do. As a boss, it's important to know what kind of person you have working for you. And, wether we like it or not," he directed a heated glare at his secretary, "the decisions we make and the actions of our past define us make us who we are."
Eren's eyes glinted in anger and hurt. I knew this would happen if they found out. Seems like I waited too long to try and change myself...
"That may be true, but I don't want to be the 'neighborhood slut' anymore. I'm doing my best and I'm trying to change. I haven't had sex in more than a week. I'm-"
"A week?" Levi scoffed. "Is that a lot for you?" He laughed cruelly. "How pathetic. But I suppose I can't expect-"
The younger boy jerked out of his seat, rattling the glasses and causing a beer bottle to fall onto the floor with a crash. He moved over to Levi's end of the booth slapped the older man so hard that his face whipped to the other side. "Don't- don't patronize me. You don't know me, you don't know why I slept around so much- don't assume to understand me because you don't."
His voice broke and his eyes watered with unshed tears, but he refused to allow them to fall. "Don't act like you've never made mistakes in your entire fucking life." He glared at Levi and spat out, "Nobody's perfect but at least I don't pretend to be."
He swiveled on his heel and strode angrily across the club, shoving people out of the way as he blindly made his way to the exit.
"You of all people should know, Levi," Hanji said quietly, "that the decisions we made in our past have repercussions that can either make or break you. But they don't define who we are- you're real life proof that a person can change."
Levi scowled and looked down at his hands, finally calming down from his temper tantrum. Shit, I'm never drinking again, it makes it way too easy for me to get riled up about nothing. "I really fucked up, didn't I?"
Hanji smiled sadly and Nellie gave a wry chuckle. "That's the biggest motherfucking understatement of the century. You practically destroyed the kid, you shitty bastard."
"I was pleasantly surprised when Eren stood up for himself, though. I didn't expect it because he doesn't seem the type to get angry." Petra said, with slight admiration in her tone. "Not many people have the guts to stand up to you, Levi."
Hanji pulled up her booted leg and shoved the gray eyed man out of his seat with it. "Go on, you temperamental midget. Go apologize to your adorable little secretary. That one's a keeper."
He nodded and made his way to where he had last seen Eren before he had disappeared into the crowd.
Damn brat, you better not do anything stupid before I can find you and apologize...
XxXxXx
Eren burst out of the club through a side exit and leaned against the freezing stone wall. He was in an small and damp alleyway a few feet away from the entrance of Wall Rose, and he tried to calm his racing thoughts as he breathed in the frigid night air.
Shit. What a fucking mess, I even left my jacket inside...Ah hell, I'm probably fired aren't I? Mikasa's gonna be pissed...
He sobbed out a laugh and roughly rubbed his face with fingers numb from the cold. What do I do now? I don't have my motorcycle because I carpooled over here with Nellie... I guess I'll have to call Armin or my sister for a ride. He dug into his back pocket and pulled out his phone, about to hit speed dial when a quite voice startled him.
"Eren, is that you?"
The brunette turned his head to see that the gentle voice came from Nick, his car keys in hand and a satchel hanging low against his hip. "Hey, you ok? What are you doing in the alley, and why aren't you wear a jacket..." The tall man trailed off and took a hesitant step towards him.
I need to escape. I need to get away from all this drama for a while... I'm tired of thinking about how others view me...
I need to escape right now.
Eren strode towards him, a playful smile on his face. "Nothing's wrong." He reached over and trailed a hand against the bartender's chest. "I was just stepping outside to cool my head." Ocean colored eyes came closer to his amber ones and Eren could feel Nick's warm breath against his icy face.
He can help me escape...
"Do..." He leaned against the older male's heated body and sighed sultrily.
"Do you want to fuck?"
A/N: Cliffhanger! Fun for me, not so much for you hehe
Gosh, please don't kill me for it, I promise it will all work out :) ...Or will it? Eren and Nick might end up doing the dirty against the alley, ya never knoooow. But reviews are food, and I can't write when I'm hungry sooo... u know what to do~ Also, I'm sorry for not having that ass-groping scene that I promised! I really tried to fit it in this ch but it just didn't go with the logical flow of it, and the scene would have felt really random and forced... I hope to see you guys next chappie- I promise Eren's contradictory behavior will be explained- and I also hope to see some more reviews! ;D Ja Ne!