A/N: I think that after I finish this fic (don't worry, it's long from over) I'll write another AU with more action and less real-life situations. But still an AU. And still Ereri. I already have a plan for it.

Daughter of Zeus007 - *nervous laughing*

calleyrose - You really are a seer! Your powers of perception frighten me.

Hikiri - I think you can just look him up on Google. That should save a lot of time.

iHillery - It's not fucked up at all, I'm trying to get you emotionally ready for me to tear this ship to shreds. Have fun! (Legmin, that is)

After Eren took his shower, he tried to leave again. And again, Mike stopped him.

"At least let me feed you dinner." he said, fidgeting nervously. "Hey, you smell better."

"That's because I smell like you." said Eren, his voice irritated. He put one hand on his hip and leaned to one side, and damn did he look sassy.

"I suppose so." said Mike, nodding. "But it also smells like you. A mixture." It's how you would smell if we were dating.

"Can I just go?" asked Eren, a hint of anger creeping into his voice. It's now or never.

"Actually, I had something I wanted to tell you." said Mike. He smiled nervously, but all Eren did was scowl.

"And what is it?" Mike could see his eagerness to get back to that bastard Levi. His heart sank a bit.

"Um, actually..." Mike started to fidget even more. Eren raised one eyebrow, truly completing the sass master pose. The sass shone through, white hot light exploding from Eren, disintegrating the door in seconds and annihilating the man in his path. Eren smirked. He had finally mastered his ultimate sass move. The Colossal Sass Beam.

Kidding. (I'm so sorry, that paragraph makes absolutely no sense and I should have gotten rid of it while I was proof-reading, but I didn't. Now you have to suffer what my mind has conjured and I apologize.)

"What is it?" asked Eren, anxiously glancing at the door that had not been disintegrated. He kept up his pose that had not created a powerful beam, even though his knee was starting to hurt. He needed to get back to Levi.

"I... I actually have a crush on you." Mike blurted out, keeping his eyes on the ground. Eren's eyes widened in disbelief. He couldn't very well say, Sorry, I don't swing that way, Since Mike already knew he was dating Levi. Shit.

"I have a boyfriend." said Eren slowly.

"I know." said Mike in a bitter tone. "But... but couldn't you give me at least a bit of a chance? Like, if you break up with him?"

"I'm sorry." was all Eren said in response. Sudden anger rose within Mike and he slammed his fist against the wall. Eren jumped, but his facial expression remained the same. Mike had cracked the plaster, making the house look trashier than it already did.

"Get out, then," Mike hissed, forgetting that he had kidnapped Eren just in case this happened. "Get out."

Eren was all too happy to comply. "Bye," he said before closing the door. Tears streamed down Mike's face. I should have known. I should have-

Yes, should have. The past couldn't be changed. He couldn't change the fact that he had kidnapped Eren. He couldn't change the fact that he had confessed. He couldn't change the fact that he had been rejected.

He couldn't change the fact that he had let Eren go.

He laughed weakly, bringing his hand up to his face to wipe his tears. A bit of plaster stuck to his wet cheeks. Rejection had hurt more than he expected.

Eren dug through his pockets. He needed his phone. How long had he been gone? Two days? He had a tendency to sleep through a day after getting drunk. Maybe three days. Not long enough for Levi to miss him.

His phone wasn't there. Had he left it at Mike's? He glanced back at the shabby house. Did he really want to risk going back? Eren didn't think it was worth it to go back, and turned the other way.

He knew this place; this was where the gangs gathered. Mike must either have a shitty income or shitty parents. Eren started walking, unsure where he was going, but sure as hell that he wasn't turning back.

Maybe he should have.

The next day, Armin greeted Legout with a smile. A smile!

"Is that how I look when I smile?" asked Legout. Armin studied his face a second before nodding. "Then I must look pretty hot."

Armin blushed. He was afraid his voice would crack if he spoke. He had gotten another cold, and this time it's target was his throat.

Legout was wearing a black beanie hat, making him look less like Armin. Legout thought he looked pretty good on him, if he did say so himself. He wondered how Armin would look in it.

Legout and Armin walked to school together. They talked about everyday, mundane things like the weather and Jean Kirschtein. Things people talk about every day. Well, things Armin talked about every day.

At the school, a teacher approached Armin and asked to talk to him alone. Legout complied, but listened to their conversation as they walked away. It was a meager distance and a not-so-quiet conversation, so it was easy to eavesdrop.

"We see your friend Eren has been gone for a number of days." said the teacher in a hushed tone. "Do you have any idea what's happened?"

"He's sick." said Armin automatically. Something told Legout that Armin was lying through his teeth. Maybe it was that the habits they had while they were lying were the same, like standing straighter, or looking to the side.

"I see." said the teacher. "That's the same answer Mikasa gave."

He saw Armin breathe out a sigh of relief before returning to Legout. They continued to class silently. Legout watched Armin carefully.

"So you're going to talk with me and my friends before the bell rings?" asked Armin. He still hadn't said yes or no, but Legout was going for it anyway. Not that Armin was complaining.

Legout hung out with Armin all morning. He received hateful glares from Mikasa and Jean when he casually slung his arm over Armin's shoulders. Armin paid him no mind, talking excitedly about some book he had read. Legout hid a smirk when he saw Jean's expression.

This was too good.

A/N: If you read this sentence you have to review, no cheating. And definitely no take-backsies!