Levi took me to the police station. He first checked me to see if I was hurt anywhere, which I was, but he didn't think I needed to go to the hospital.

He did think I needed to report the incident though, which is why I was sitting at the police stations waiting room. There were glass doors all the way around. I could see a few police desks. It was late so they were all empty, except for the one or two officers that were having the night shift at the station.

I was surprised when Levi examined me. I had thought that he would use it as an excuse to tease me some more, but he didn't, which made me glad.

I didn't want to deal with any sort of sexual frustration at this moment, I just wanted to hate this moment as much as I could.

The only thing I could hear was the constant ringing of a phone. It was Saturday, so I guess the police were busy.

"Can I ask you a question?" I tried to start a conversation

"Sure" he seemed tense, like something was bothering him. I could see he tried to hide it under the façade he was always wearing.

"What do you do for a living?" I could see he hadn't expected that question, but he answered it nonetheless.

"Different stuff. I actually wanted to get into the police as a kid, but I changed my mind. Now I'm just figuring out life."

He still didn't answer the question so I asked again "But what do you do? Do you work anywhere?"

"I just quit my job in a kindergarten to work at a restaurant as a waiter and you already know that I sometimes work as a substitute at Blue Steel" That surprised me, I couldn't imagine Levi working with kids nor could I imagine him taking orders from other people.

I just nodded.

"Fuck"

I looked at him and saw that he was looking at someone who stood with the back against us on the other side of the glass. The man was talking to a woman, who had a massive black eye and looked pregnant.

Levi got up and said "You're on your own in here, brat." He hurried out of the waiting room and through the front door. As he did, the policeman followed him with his eyes.

I couldn't help but think what the hell that was about. The man disappeared into a room, just to come back a few minutes later to yell "Eren Jeager"

I followed him into the room and sat in the chair he showed me.

"My name is Erwin Smith. I'm head of the police station here. What can I do for you?"

He sounded business like and I was fairly sure if he was in a bad cop- good, cop interrogation, he'll be the bad cop.

I told him about the incident and he wrote down everything I said. After half an hour of interrogation he said we were done. I rose and was about to leave when he said.

"So you know Levi? Huh. Coincidence I used to talk to him a lot" his eyes had a dangerous look. I decided to lie.

"Uhm, not really. He was just there when I got beat up" I tried to cover the lie as much by not looking in his eyes.

"What a shame, I would have wanted you to say hi for me" He smiled and gestured towards the door, that I was allowed to leave. I was fairly sure I shouldn't mention that to Levi, not with the way he acted when he had seen Erwin.

When I got out Mikasa was there. How she knew I was here was a mystery.

She gave me a tight hug and looked at my face to see the damage they had made. Luckily they had only hid my face one time, which was the punch that made me pass out, so I probably wasn't that ugly to look at. On the other side, I'll bet my stomach was all bruised up.

She reached into her pocket and took out my phone.

"Where did you get that?" I could have sworn it was in my jacket.

"Levi gave it to me. He called me with your phone and asked me to come. When I came he stood outside and waited for me. He explained what had happened and gave me your phone"

I got all stiff. I didn't really care if Levi had taken my phone when I was unconscious, but he had explained Mikasa what happened. Had he told her I was gay and that's why they beat me up?

"Thank God you're Okay! What the hell made those Jerks attack? Did you do anything or say anything?" she exclaimed rather loudly.

"Nothing I was just there, I guess" Good, Levi hadn't told anything.

We walked out to her car. I didn't know how to feel about Levi at the moment. He had seemed, I don't know, so humane. But he was still an annoying pervert.

"I haven't told mom and dad" She looked at me "I figured you didn't want them to know. I told them I'm at Jeans, so we can't go home right now. Do you wanna drive around? Get some McDonalds maybe?"

My stomach rumbled and she laughed "McDonalds it is"

When we got home mom and dad had gone to sleep.
I went to the bathroom and pulled off my shirt to looked at the damage. My stomach was practically one big bruise. I sighed and took a shower. While I let the hot water pours down on my face I started crying.

It had been a fucking shit weekend. I hadn't cried this hard in years.

When I came into my room I looked at my phone. Last call was to Mikasa, the one Levi had made. An impulse made me look through my contacts.

When I had been through them all, I buried my head in my pillows. What had I been thinking? My life isn't some cheesy Hollywood chick flick, of course he wouldn't have giving me his number. Why would he?

"I don't even like him!" I said out loud to nobody.

It was a week after the incident and we were all gathered at Jeans house. We talked about unprovoked assaults. They had all heard about it, the only one who knew why they had attacked me was Armin, who didn't really participate in the conversation. I had to talk about it, because it was mostly about me. They asked all sorts of questions, which was interrupted when the doorbell rang.

Jean ran out to open the door and came back with Levi, who had his usual expression of indifference. He lost his composure for a good second when he looked at me.

After a few moments of meaningless conversation I got up and went to the kitchen. I looked at Levi and made sure he understood that I wanted him to follow.

I waited for him for about 5 minutes.

So what was I going to do first: Thank him, ask about Erwin or bitch about him leaving me in the waiting room?

"Thanks for helping me."

"You're welcome" He looked more hostile than usual, a little sad actually.

"Why did you leave? What was it about that policeman that freaked you out?" It was probably harsh of me to say it like that. I thought he, at least, owed me some explaining.

"Shut the fuck up." His face had hardened "Look I'm sorry that those guys beat you up, I know it's my fault. But just shut the fuck up about things you know shit about"

He was really angry and I felt a little bad.

"Sorry, it's really none of my business. I was just mad that I had to be there alone. Go ahead call me a pussy."

He didn't though.

"I'm sorry Eren" He really did think it was his fault.

"It's the first time you haven't called me brat or kid" I stated

"You gonna take my apology or what?" his attitude slowly returned to how it normally was. It made me smile, I would much rather prefer this Levi.

"I wouldn't say it was your fault, don't apologize"

I came to the conclusion that I actually wanted him to stop being sad and start teasing me again. I didn't have anything else to say to make him feel better, so I just walked over to him, pressed him against the table and kissed him. Not one of those hard kisses, just a little brief one to let him know, that he could still play me all he wanted.

He understood and pressed his body against mine.

"I didn't think you had it in you" He breathed between two kisses.

His hands were all over my body and I felt warm. He grabbed my ass and pressed and squeezed it. It felt so good. His right hand stopped right at the edge of my pants. He gave me a rouge smile, as to ask permission. I nodded, not sure what he was asking permission for.

Then he unbuttoned my pants and I understood that he was going to give me my very first handjob. I got both excited and embarrassed.
He massaged my dick through the fabric of my boxers. I wanted to moan, but I wasn't allowed, his tongue was still in my mouth and it made it feel even more amazing. I didn't think it could get better, but then his hands slipped under my boxers. He moved his hand slowly and lightly up and down the hilt.

After some strokes he increased the pressure on my penis, I could feel it. I needed to breathe so I broke free of him and took some heavy breaths. He let me breath and kissed and licked me on the neck.

His hands stopped for a second, and then he started to make twists with his hand, back and forth over the top of the head, like he was trying to screw my dick off. It was fucking good. He tapped the tip with his thumb and then led his hand back down the shaft. I came in my pants. I don't think he got anything on him.

I was still breathing heavily, when he removed his hands from my pants, looked at me and said "Good boy". His attitude back to normal.

He went over to the counter took a piece of paper, a pen and wrote something. He came over again grabbed my ass with one hand and put the piece of paper in the pockets of my jeans. He got a thing for asses, I thought, but you probably do that when you're gay.

"If you ever want to hang out call me" He winked at me and walked out the door.

I buttoned my jeans and walked out to the others. Levi had left the party and I tried not to give anything away with my attitude.