Christa came in about ten minutes later, her cheeks red from running. She stopped in front of Eren, breathing heavily and resting her hands on her knees. She looked up at him with an apologetic look on her face.
"I'm so sorry!" she said, wiping sweat from her forehead. "I bought you coffee, but then I drank it!"
"You bought me... coffee?" asked Eren. "And you didn't buy yourself one, too?"
"What?" asked Christa, cocking her head to the side. "It would be weird if I bought two coffees."
"Not if you were buying one for someone else!" he looked at her in disbelief. Why on earth wouldn't she buy two coffees? Unless she didn't have the money. But if she didn't have the money, she shouldn't have bought coffee at all!
"Whatever." Eren sighed. He wasn't in the mood for an argument. Apparently, neither was Christa. She didn't talk to him about his parents. They just wandered around the mall for an hour, talking about random things that had happened to them throughout the day. And the latest gossip on Jean and Armin, of course.
"I think Annie might have been checking Armin out." said Christa. Eren nodded knowingly. He knew that Armin and Annie liked each other, but Armin was still set on Jean.
"And Jean's been pretty oblivious. He should choose one; Armin, Mikasa, or Marco." Eren sighed. This had been going on for quite some time.
"We both know he's going to choose Marco." she said. "He's freckled Jesus." (A/N: Yes, I did use that joke. Yay, tumblr.)
"I know. I think Armin will get over him after a while." Eren said. And on they went.
After that, Christa left to go home. Eren didn't want to go back home yet, so he kept walking. Out the door, across the street, around the bend. He ended up at the park. He glanced at the people around him, careful not to stay on any one face too long.
Eren loved observing people. He loved to look at them, and judge them. It sounded mean, but everyone does it. Everyone judges everyone else. It was just that Eren didn't pretend he didn't judge other people.
He spotted a slightly-familiar shade of black on the park bench. It was Levi, siting there and reading a book. He didn't have Zoe with him. Eren wondered if he should talk to him, or if he should pretend he never saw him in the first place and leave. He chose the latter and started to walk.
Too late. "Like what you see, brat?" Levi had felt Eren's eyes on him and turned around, his silver eyes glaring at him. Eren blushed slightly.
"What if I said yes?" Eren asked, letting a bit of sexiness into his voice. He could play that game, too.
Now it was Levi's turn to blush. "Sit down, shitty brat."
Eren sat. He looked over at Levi, who had returned to reading. Why did he want Eren to sit down in the first place? Eren racked his brain for something to say. Levi was doing the same, but definitely not as visually as Eren was. Eren was looking around, putting his hands in his pockets, pulling them out, setting him on his lap, rubbing his neck, then putting them back in the pockets. Finally, the brunette spoke.
"Do you like cheese?" he blurted out. God dammit! Yes, Eren still thought thought Levi was constipated, and yes, cheese could cause constipation. But Eren didn't have to go blurt it out loud! Stupid, stupid!
"What kind of shit question was that?" asked Levi. He stared at the mortified looking teen for a few seconds. Then, he sighed, deciding to show him some pity.
"Yes, I like cheese." he said.
Eren was astonished. He had actually answered the question! He hadn't hit him! Now, Eren had to avoid asking if he was constipated because of all the cheese he ate, because that was sure to get him a punch in the nuts.
They sat there in silence. Eren was nervous, but Levi was on an incredibly interesting part in his book. His attention almost never strayed while he was reading, so why had he noticed the stupid brat? He let his gaze wander over to Eren. Eren wasn't looking at him, but rather the ducks in the pond. He had to admit, the boy looked good in the light of the sunset.
Levi scowled. Now he was getting all poetic? What was it about Eren? It was most likely that he was handsome. Yes, that was it. Levi was a sucker for a pretty face.
Levi almost punched himself. He was most certainly not a sucker for a pretty face. He glanced over at Eren again.
What was it?
A/N: So how do you guys feel about Annie x Armin and Jean x Marco? Yeah, sounds like fun to me. Sorry it's kind of short, but I still haven't done any research on cosplay cafes.