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Eren registered that the weight came from a strong leg, kicking him directly on his spinal cord. "Shit," Eren swore, as he was about to get up, his arms shaking from sudden-shock as soon as the harsh hit landed. His cheek was slightly red from rubbing against the clean marble floors and his back was currently aching. Just as soon as he was kneeling on all fours, footsteps approached him. Eren tried to look behind him, rage filling his mind until another hit was launched onto his back, setting him back down painfully, causing Eren to grunt in pain.
"Brat," The dark haired, short stature male flipped the tan skinned male over using the front of his right, leather, black combat boot.
The body shifted over to the left, now facing upwards, teal eyes glaring at silver ones.
Levi rose an eyebrow as he spotted left over crumbs on a cheek, disgust written all over his face, "Look, brat, I know you don't want to be late for work, but that doesn't mean you can't clean up after yourself," he sighed as he knelt on one leg, his leg in between Eren's as he took a hand and cupped Eren's hurt cheek, eliciting a groan from the other male. He inspected the bruise which was forming on the cheek he held, tilting Eren's head from side to side before letting out another exasperated sigh, "Looks like you've got a bruise on you, kid."
"Agh," Eren growled, "what the hell are you doing here!?"
"Well, you piece of shit," Levi rolled his eyes, "why the fuck don't you ask shitty glasses?"
"Rude ass-hat." Eren commented, swatting Levi's hand away from his face and pushing him away as he continued to glare at the elder male.
The back door closed, though the open window gave enough light to let them see what was happening around them.
"Excuse me?" Levi narrowed his eyes dangerously at Eren.
Eren gulped. Levi was scary. "I called you an ass-hat." He simply responded in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Oh, creating words to use on me, hm?" Levi chuckled as he placed himself in the same position he was in before, "How cute."
"Y-You!" Eren growled, ignoring the slight heat in his face.
Levi's face went blank for a moment, his left ear piercing clear as the thin silver cross glowed. Eren looked up at the man, eyebrows furrowed, waiting for what was to happen next. Much like yesterday, out of the blue, Levi leaned in and kissed his right cheek. Although it was a quick peck, Eren could just feel his heart throb the moment soft lips placed themselves on his cheek. As soon as Levi pulled away, Eren brought a hand up to touch the area which Levi had previously kissed, his face crimson.
"What the hell is wrong with you!?" Eren shoved Levi away from him once more, clearly flustered, "That's the second time!"
Levi allowed himself to be pushed away by Eren before responding as he stood back up, "No, it isn't." He firmly denied, patting off any traces of dirt on his white skinny jeans, "Yesterday I licked your cheek. This time I kissed it."
"Why!?" Eren was still frantic even as he scattered himself so that he was back up on his feet, having to look down to meet Levi's eyes.
Levi rose a thin eyebrow, "Would you rather that I let you walk around with an embarrassing smear on your face, or not?"
Eren looked at him with a look of treason, as if Levi had done a crime.
"I would like to say that I saved your ass from being embarrassed," Levi paused, a moment of silence overwhelming them until he smirked and added on, "that is, if you have an ass."
"What..?" Eren's eye twitched, "I-I have an ass!" His voice seemed shy to admit so.
Levi rolled his eyes and walked forward, brushing past the Jaeger.
Eren turned to watch him walk away, heading towards the door. Eren found himself craving for revenge, his eyes darting from the back of the man's head to his backside.
"It's you who doesn't have an ass. It matches how short you are."
As if the gates to Hell itself opened miraculously from those two sentences, a calamity suddenly began.
"Eren fucking Jaeger," Levi turned around immediately, his eyes wild with anger, "what the fuck was that?"
'Oops,' Eren thought in his head, but there was no going back now. He needed payback. "I said you had no ass and that you were short," He pointed out once more.
Oh, how he wish he hadn't said that.
Levi ran to Eren, jumping halfway with a leg thrust outwards, aiming to his Eren's chest. Eren looked panicked and didn't have enough time to move when Levi jumped. Levi landed a strong hit to his chest, causing Eren to fly backwards again, Levi's foot still on his chest as he glided with him. Eren had the air knocked out of him, but even though, Levi was relentless with his kicks aimed to his chest, letting his rage out.
Not even halfway through the beating, Eren was already bruised, coughing up blood, nose bleeding, but due to his cries of agony, Hanji and Jean broke in.
"What the fuck!?" Was Jean's surprised shout, attracting more attention from nearby staff members (Christa and Connie).
"Levi!" Hanji quickly ran forward and grabbed Levi, pulling him off Eren, "Don't do that!"
Levi could only growl, trying to land some more hits on Eren even though he was being pulled away.
"Come on, Levi, we're gonna talk," Hanji's voice turned dark once she said the last word, and with that, she left the room.
"Holy crap!" Jean ran over to the beat up male, lifting an arm so he could quickly lift him onto a nearby couch, "Eren, you okay?" He asked Eren as he walked over to the comfortable brown couch.
"Yeah..." Eren nodded, his vision slightly blurry. His chest, sides and back hurt, and he was currently writhing in Jean's grasp.
Just in time, Christa and Connie ran in.
"Dude! What?" Connie ran over to help Jean carry Eren, slightly feeling that he shouldn't have come today to witness Eren in pain.
Christa didn't even say a word. Instead of just standing, shocked, she ran over to the other side of the large room, opening the first aid box attached to wall to take out the kit, immediately rushing over to Eren so that she could aid him. "Excuse me," Christa politely brushed by Connie and Jean, who had already seated Eren down on the couch by the time she got there.
Eren's vision was still hazy, and he could barely make any figures out, his ears ringing.
"-ren..."
He looked around to find the source of the voice, only to find Christa staring at him with a serious look.
"Eren," She repeated, seeing as Eren looked at her. Or... tried to. "Do you mind if I take off your shirt?"
Connie would make a joke if it were the right time, but he was smart enough to not do it right now.
Eren shook his head, granting her access to removing his shirt.
She quickly lifted his shirt up and as gently as possible pushed Eren's arms out of the way. Once the shirt was off him, she gave him a stern look, "Okay, I'm going to treat you now. It might hurt, but please, bare with me..."
The first thing that came to Eren's mind when she said that was the word 'Angel'. He reluctantly nodded and let her treat him.
Christa took cotton pads out and politely asked Jean to get Eren a glass of water and asked Connie to hold Eren up while she wrapped long strips of bandages around his chest, glad that her treatment was enough to make his chest bleeding to slightly stop.
Eren suddenly began coughing up more blood, taking Christa by surprise.
"Oh!" She gasped, quickly taking Eren's shoulders to place him on the couch so that he was sitting straight instead of laying down, noticing that he had a nosebleed, "Eren please look down and..." she ripped tissues out from a nearby tissue box and held them for Eren to take, "shove these up your nose. It doesn't matter if you look weird or not, because I know that this is the best for all of us."
Eren quickly took the tissues from her grasp and shoved on up his nose, feeling the soft tissue on his lips, hiding a blush as soon as he was reminded of Levi's lips.
Christa giggled slightly and ripped half of the tissue so that it was not resting on his lips anymore, "Silly..."
Connie hid his laughter well as he watched his friend with a tissue up his nose being dressed by Christa. Jean came back with a glass of water in his hands.
"Thank you," Christa thanked Jean, causing him to smile as he placed it down on the wooden table in front of Eren.
It was ten thirty by the time Christa was done carefully dressing Eren so that his bleeding would stop, and she did very well. Ymir had also come in to check up on Christa's well being, with little concern for Eren. "It's your fault for getting beat up and aggravating him," or so Ymir said before she forcefully grabbed Christa away from the group.
Connie was second to leave after both girls, telling Eren to rest up until he felt better, excusing himself because he knew that he had people to please just outside of the room.
Jean had to leave shortly after, also giving Eren his share of kindness before quickly adding on -"We're still not friends, by the way"- and leaving, causing Eren to chuckle, although it hurt his chest.
Eren sat there with a new, clean shirt on which said 'Paris' on the side, the Eiffel Tower decorating the front in all black.
Suddenly, the door opened, and Eren was frightened to see Levi walking in. Eren froze once grey eyes made contact with his own.
Levi strolled in casually, closing the door behind him as he walked over to where Eren sat.
Eren's eyes followed Levi's calm form, jumping and letting out a small shriek when Levi seated himself beside him, an arm swung over behind Eren.
"Hey, Eren," Levi began, "do you hate me?"
This made Eren pause. He thought about it and quickly shook his head, "No, I don't..."
This surprised Levi slightly, "Why?"
"I can't..." Eren gripped at his shirt, "I can't bring myself... to hate you. I don't understand why, but I really can't, and I'm sorry," Eren averted his eyes, "I called you short."
Levi paused. "How about the ass part?"
"..." Eren looked over at Levi, who was staring at him with a stern look on his face. Eren turned his head away as he felt something pound against his chest, and he wasn't sure if it was his heart, or if it was just him remembering the feeling of what it was like to be kicked by him, "That too."
A smirk played on Levi's lips, "Still the same as ever..." He commented more to himself than Eren.
The whole room suddenly grew quiet as soon as Levi said that. The silence was then broken by Eren.
"So... how do I know you?"
Levi looked at him, "What do you mean by that, brat?"
"How... come it feels like I know you from back then," Eren looked over at Levi, an uncomprehending look on his face, "are you that third best friend I had? And stop calling me brat."
Levi didn't speak for a few seconds, "Maybe, and no."
"What the hell?" Eren unbeknownst to himself pouted, "Give me a straight answer!"
"No," Levi refused, "I want you to remember everything by yourself."
"Hmm," Eren hummed, closing his eyes until Hanji broke in.
"Hey~!" She sing-songed as she waltzed in.
Levi rolled his eyes in annoyance.
"So, Eren, I've already told everyone about this but you. Levi's here because he's gonna be the supervisor person for awhile, since Marco is kinda... still down, Levi will be here until he comes back. No, he won't always be here, so please don't shit yourself Eren." Hanji beamed sun rays at Eren and Levi.
Eren's face just morphed.
Levi held back a chuckle at the brat's face.
Like yesterday, I really don't.
KK bye.
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