Well, here's the third chapter. There is some violence too, but then Levi is here so... It's pretty much tied, yes. Also, Eren can be a little (masochistic) shit. In fact, everyone is. (What the hell am I writing...) and so many kinks in so little words. Seriously.

And now, to answers the anons:

Dandelion: Character development, huh? More like showing how everyone can be a dork once in a while... And I swear that Eren is a lot more naked than with clothes on in this story. And without any sexual tension implied, where did I go wrong...

Guest: That's too kind of you, I just wrote Levi as a snarky little man. And tsundere too. cant forget that part...

Well, let's cut the bullshit and go to the good things!

"Just to make sure but are you high?"

Levi tapped lightly the end of his pen on his desk, his head leaning on his hand as he looked at the mangaka. The latter blushed and narrowed his eyes, he looked angrily at the raven and Levi snorted softly.

"Is that a yes?" The raven cocked his head and smirked smugly when he saw the mangaka blush even more.

"Of course, it isn't!" Jäger hissed angrily while he pushed his desk harshly.

His chair rolled back and he ended next to Levi's desk. The brown haired man leaned an elbow on the assistant's desk and clicked his tongue while he observed quietly the background that the raven was drawing effortlessly. Levi decided to ignore the persisting glare that he was subjected to and went back to his drawings. His pen traced lines and he stretched a hand to take his ruler, he needed to calculate a bit the space left in the frame to see if he could place everything there.

"You never answered my question," Jäger suddenly babbled and Levi cursed loudly as his hand had jerked in surprise.

"Fuck, Jäger!" he groaned as he took an eraser and tried to stop the damage. "Are you serious?"

The mangaka looked at him with a straight face, his eyes hiding under his way too long bangs and his hands gently folded over his lap. He was wearing clothes too. Baggy and covered in filth clothes. Levi grimaced. Why was it that whenever Jäger wore clothes, it was the filthiest thing ever? Levi was even beginning to think that seeing the brat naked wasn't so bad if it meant that he was clean.

Yes, it was that bad.

"Of course, I'm serious!" Jäger retorted with a huff. He folded his arms over his chest and narrowed his eyes. "It's research material!"

Levi rolled his eyes and furrowed his eyebrows as he finished erasing the atrocious line on his page. Then, he put down the eraser and the ruler before he turned his head, cheek leaning against his palm while he eyed critically the pouting mangaka.

"So you're serious," the raven drawled calmly. "You want me to kick your ass..."

"Yes," the brunette nodded swiftly. His bangs flew a bit and Levi could almost see those dead tired but still full of passion eyes.

'He has green eyes today,' he thought while he pursed his lips. Who cares about a brat's changing eye colour? There was a more important affair going on right now.

"Fuck no," Levi answered sternly. "I won't help you get off with your strange kink."

"W-what?" Jäger blinked and blushed vividly while he waved his hands hysterically. "That's not it! I just want to see the correct angle used for a hit to the jaw!"

"Answer's still no," Levi deadpanned. His lips quirked up a bit as he saw the mangaka flail nervously.

"But why?" He insisted loudly. "You get to punch me and I get my research material! I don't see why you wouldn't want to do it!"

The assistant's lips quirked up a little bit more and he snorted softly. Then, he shook his head slowly and his grey eyes narrowed as he saw the mangaka's face turn into a childish pout.

"Fine," Levi grunted reluctantly. "But just one punch. And that's it."

The brat's eyes could put the oceans to shame with all those sparkles.

(≖_≖✿)

When Erwin finally came over to see if they were going at a good pace for the new chapter, Levi was the one who opened the door. The editor raised his eyebrows in surprise as he took in the sight of his friend dressed into his habitual white shirt and black pants along with the non habitual plastic apron covered in red and the bright yellow plastic gloves. Also covered with that dramatic red.

"Where's Eren?" Erwin immediately asked as he barged into the apart and searched for the mangaka. He quickly found him in his bed, his head lying over his pillow and pretty much entirely covered in bloody bandages. "Levi, what happened."

The raven walked calmly to his desk and sat on his chair, his right foot leaning over his left thigh and his lips tightened.

"Brat asked me to punch him," he drawled.

"He what?"

"Asked me to punch him. Once."

Erwin cursed under his breath and glanced another time at Eren's bloodied face. Or rather at the gigantic hematoma that was the poor boy's face.

"Levi," he hissed angrily. "I told you to play nice!"

"And I did!" the raven retorted with a heavy frown. "I punched him softly. And only one time as I promised."

"Then how did he end like that!" Erwin bellowed as he pointed at the still unconscious mangaka.

Levi avoided his eyes and cleared his throat.

"God, no..." the editor moaned as he raked his fingers through his hair. "Levi... We talked about that!"

"It's not what it looks like, Erwin," the other quickly said. "He's the one who said that his little sister hits harder than me! Of course I had to prove that he was wrong!"

"Levi," Erwin sighed as he was about to pull his hair out of frustration. "His sister is in the Olympic Team of taekwondo. Of course she hits hard!"

Levi blinked and he glanced at the still passed out man in his bed and then at his friend.

"Oh," he said.

"Oh, indeed," Erwin nodded and sighed again. "When Eren wakes up, make sure that he doesn't have a concussion. And tell him that I'll take him to the drama casting next Thursday. Got it?"

Levi shrugged and went back to drawing the backgrounds for the page thirteen. Even if he had send the brat to Lalaland, he wasn't going to make him work overtime.

Erwin sighed for the last time and looked at the mangaka's face.

"I seriously hope that you didn't break his nose," he muttered.

"Don't worry," Levi grumbled absentmindedly. "He put it back before passing out."

"Why doesn't it surprise me?" the blonde muttered as he shook his head. "Don't forget that the chapter must be done by Friday night."

"Yeah, yeah," the assistant shrugged and sent a pointed look at his friend. "Anything else?"

"Play. Nice."

"I'll try to..."

(≖_≖✿)

When the brat woke up, Levi was finishing the background on the last page. Luckily for the assistant, the mangaka always left clear indications of what needed to be drawn in the corner of each frame. Still, that was a pain to erase later but it helped a lot when the brat was unconscious.

In fact, he was giving the finishing touches for the hero's face in the last page when he heard the distinctive groan of pain behind him. Levi's lips twitched a bit and he slowly put down his pen, switched off his tablet and only then went to look at the mangaka.

Jäger looked like shit. Truth to be told, there wasn't much of his face that Levi could see with all those bloodied bandages and the sunken eyes that hid pretty much everything. Without forgetting that damned long hair that was slightly stuck to his sweaty and bloody face.

"What the hell happened?" the brat asked with a rasp voice.

It sounded almost like an old smoker and Levi pictured for a second the mangaka with a smoke dangling none too innocently between his long fingers, his lips curved into a pleased smile. Then, he remembered that Jäger was only a brat that ignored what personal hygiene was and scowled.

"You fainted like the little shit you are after I punched you," he tersely answered.

Jäger frowned and then moaned in pain because the sole fact of frowning had been painful. He carefully raised a hand and palmed his bruised face, his lips pursing slowly until it became a scowl.

"God," he muttered under his breath but Levi could clearly hear him add ruefully. "What are you? A male Mikasa?"

"Mikasa," Levi stated as he went back to his tablet. He took his pen and began to clean the mess over his desk.

"My sister," the mangaka clarified and a small ruffled followed.

The assistant turned his head to look at him and clicked his tongue in disapproval. Jäger was already trying to get out of his bed and had a pained expression over his face while he began to pull off the bandages.

"What are you doing," Levi asked sternly. "You'll worsen it."

"I heal fast," the brunette shrugged and cursed out loud from the pain that it caused. "And I feel sticky with all that blood crusted on my face. I'm going to take a shower."

"Do that, you stink," the raven approved absentmindedly as he brushed the bits of eraser out of his desk. He threw it in the bin and furrowed his eyebrows.

Why did he feel like he had forgotten something important?

Grey eyes widened in surprise and horror laced before he shot out of the bedroom.

"Wait, brat! Don't shower with hot water!"

The sound of a body falling down loudly answered him and Levi sighed heavily. He opened the door to the bathroom and inwardly shuddered. The brat was naked (No big surprise there) and lying unconsciously on the damp tiles, the shower head covering in blazing hot droplets of water.

"Fuck," Levi cursed as he took off his shirt and socks (like hell he would end like a drenched cat like last time). "You better be fucking grateful, brat."

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Once he was sure that he wouldn't end being hellbent on killing the mangaka for pissing him off (again), he opened his eyes and stopped the shower. Then, he effortlessly took the brat in his arms (in a princess hold by the way because the brat was too big) and put him back in his bed.

(≖_≖✿)

"So, what's your name?"

"Eren Grishia Jäger," the brat rolled his eyes in exasperation and Levi narrowed his.

"Stop doing that," he hissed threateningly. "What is your sister's name?"

"Do I really have to do that?" Jäger complained like the shitty brat he was. "I'm fine! Really, Levi, I'm fine! I just fainted because I slipped over my soap!"

"Shut up, Jäger," Levi retorted evenly while writing down on his form that the patient didn't remember his sister's name. "Parents' jobs?"

"God, you're so annoying!" the mangaka shouted before leaning back on his pillows. He folded his arms on his chest and pouted childishly. "Fine!" He hissed angrily when he saw his assistant write down that he was an amnesiac idiot. "My sister's name is Mikasa. My father is a doctor in Yamanashi and my mother doesn't work anymore. Is that enough, Mr. Nurse?"

"Yes, it is," Levi growled as he almost broke his pencil. He clearly hadn't appreciated that nickname.

"Good," Jäger scowled and pushed away the comforter, giving his assistant an eyeful of his as always very naked body.

'Does he shave down there?' Levi pondered.

Because, really, those were a really nice pair of smooth legs. It almost made him reconsider if he did have or not a kink for nice legs. Almost. Because it was clear that Levi didn't get off of a brat's legs.

"Can I work now?" Jäger asked quite rhetorically as he already was sitting in front of his desk and trying to turn on his tablet.

Levi blinked, noticing that the mangaka was now wearing clothes, as always when he worked on his manga, and furrowed his eyebrows.

"No," he answered sternly. "You don't have a commotion but there is a risk. You need to go to the hospital, Jäger."

"Come on," the brat rolled his eyes and began to trace the skeleton of the antagonist, "I heal fast, tomorrow it'll be all forgotten!"

"Jäger," Levi's voice was now insisting and he was already stomping his foot. "Go to the hospital or I'll send you there. In a casket."

"It isn't so bad," the brunette muttered. "I get hit a lot of times, you know?"

Levi frowned and he narrowed his eyes. While the information that the brat had just given him didn't please the less, he still had to get him to the hospital. But, if mere threats didn't do it then he'd have to use the bigger ones.

"Eren," Levi said calmly. "I'll tell Erwin."

The mangaka blinked and put down his pencil. He took his vest and looked at his assistant with a straight face.

"What are you waiting for, Levi? Let's go!" he said almost hysterically.

Levi didn't know if he was pleased by the effectiveness of Erwin's threat of jealous because it had been way more effective than his.

(≖_≖✿)

"So, just to make sure, you kicked his ass until he fainted and then forced him to go to the hospital?"

Levi rolled his eyes and nodded reluctantly. He then dropped his eyes to the page in front of him and pursed his lips. The art was so different from the brat's that he was feeling a bit disoriented. But then, Hanji's art specialised in gore and realism with a picture-like feeling while Jäger's was more into gore with a lot of details. And sparkles. (Levi still didn't understand why the shitty brat put so much sparkles. And why the readers loved it so much...)

Hanji cackled loudly and began to hit their desk while they guffawed at the assistant's straight face.

"You're unbelievable!" they exclaimed while they straightened their glasses on their crooked nose (a faint reminder that Levi wasn't to be crossed when he was drunk). The mangaka's brown eyes twinkled in curiosity and they approached their head until their nose was almost touching Levi's. "And what did you tell to the doctor?"

The raven shrugged and put a finger on Hanji's nose to push them away. He didn't like when his personal bubble was breached like that, it was incredibly rude.

"I told them that he had slipped in his shower," he answered once Hanji was back on their chair and swirling while cackling happily.

"And they believed it?" they asked while their eyes twinkled in happiness.

Levi smirked.

"Oooooh," Hanji cooed happily while they swirled faster than before. Their chair finally fell over and they ended sprawled on the floor, their feet lying on a dark haired man's desk. The poor assistant sweated nervously at seeing his employer acting so childishly and he glanced at Levi, his brown eyes calling for his help silently.

"But I can't believe that you got to work with the great Jäger boy," Hanji added cheerfully.

Levi blinked and looked at them.

"Are you kidding me?" he asked with a frown. "I don't see how working with a brat that ignore everything about hygiene can be so great..."

"That's because you're a clean freak, Levi-chéri," the mangaka waved their hand and smiled at their other assistant. "Jäger's work are pretty admirable for such a young boy, right, Moblit?"

Moblit smiled nervously, trying to ignore Levi's glare and nodded slowly.

"His first work was admirable," he commented and then added, with a small frown, "even if the art wasn't so great, the story was impressive. How old is he?"

"Don't know," Levi shrugged. "He's a brat though."

"I see, I see," Hanji rubbed their chin pensively and munched on their lips. Their glasses slipped once again over their nose and they cocked their head. "He must be in his twenty or something along... Right in your strike zone, Levi!"

"Shut up, shitty glasses," the raven grunted and he threw an eraser at them.

Hanji avoided it with a loud laugh and ended sprawled over their desk, scribbling and drawing almost fanatically.

"Still," they whispered wishfully. "If only I got to meet him! I bet that he's a fascinating boy! Did you read his second manga?"

"What was it again?" Moblit muttered pensively as he swiftly used his cutter for some frames. "A comedy? I don't remember a lot, didn't they shoot it down after ten chapters?"

"Yeah, yeah!" Hanji nodded excitedly and clapped their hands. "Erwin told me that the readers didn't like it because it was too different from Titan! But Jäger boy persevered and did another manga before vanishing!"

"Wasn't it 'Wings of Freedoms'?" Levi said absentmindedly. "He has been working on a sequel lately..."Hanji stopped drawing and their pencil rolled loudly over their desk. The brown haired mangaka gasped loudly and swiftly jumped over Levi's back, hugging the life out of the poor assistant.

"Oh my sweet god! Bless you, you little clean freak! That was the best news ever!" Hanji shouted happily while they smothered Levi in their arms. "Did you hear that, Moblit, there will be a sequel! We will finally know what happened to that poor Herman, Thuis and Hunter!"

"What the hell are those names?" Levi muttered while he struggled to get out of Hanji's grasp.

But it was without success as Hanji could be strong as hell whenever they were hysterical.

"We need to tell it to everyone!" the mangaka babbled happily while they went to fetch their phone, Levi still in their arms. "Everyone!"

Levi was slowly turning blue.

(≖_≖✿)

"Welcome back," the brat told him as Levi opened the front door.

The assistant blinked and he closed the door behind him, noticing that the mangaka was still as naked as ever.

"Don't you ever get cold?" he asked while he put his duffle bag on the floor and took off his shoes.

Jäger raised his eyebrows and looked at his body, his eyes widening in confusion while he ran a hand through his hair and pushing his bangs out of his forehead.

"No, never," he answered sincerely. "Should I?"

"Seems like the legends are true," Levi commented with a small shrug. "The idiots never catch colds then. How nice for you..."

The mangaka frowned and he pursed his lips.

"Hey!" he shouted unhappily. "I'm not an idiot!"

"I never said it," the assistant smirked and he took his duffle bag before he passed next to the younger man, their chests almost colliding.

"You... I... Gah! Forget it," Jäger muttered as he shook his head. He turned and went to his room before stopping in front of his closed door. "How was your weekend?" he asked with a small voice, looking straight at his door.

Levi raised an amused eyebrow and smirked slightly.

"Interesting," he drawled. "Hanji says hello and wants your autograph."

"I want theirs too," the mangaka turned his head to look at his assistant and Levi wasn't surprised by those sparkling eyes.

'Teal coloured today', he thought.

"I'll ask next time then," the raven shrugged and put his bag in his bedroom. He froze at the door, his eyes taking in the sight of the open window, the folded futon and the sparkling clean floor. He turned to face the brunette who was still looking at him with sparkling teal eyes and a wide smile on his young looking face and the assistant blinked slowly. "Did you clean my room?"

Jäger slightly blushed and nervously scratched his neck.

"So what if I did?" he muttered while he looked everywhere except at Levi.

"Heh," the latter chuckled and he put his duffle bag next to his futon. "Not bad, Eren."

The brunette blushed vividly and he quickly put a hand over his face to hide it. However, it was too late and Levi smirked smugly.

"What is it, brat," he said as he approached the blushing man. "Are you flustered just because I praised you? Is that turning you on?"

The mangaka scowled and he put his hand down, his eyes turning green while he glared at his assistant.

"Not at all," he retorted angrily. "Why must you be such a prick?"

"Don't know," Levi shrugged and he smirked cockily while he got out of his bedroom and stopped right in front of the other man. "That was quite a blush, Jäger, it went all the way to your shoulders too..."

The brat rolled his eyes and stomped his way to his bedroom.

"Tease all you want," he said while he opened the door and went to his desk. "I'll keep being naked out of my room."

"Damn," Levi cursed and he followed the mangaka. "Was I too obvious?"

"You had the same finesse as a bull in a china shop," Jäger retorted with a small smile.

He was putting a big T-shirt as well as pants on and Levi sighed.

"You say that and yet you're wearing clothes now," he stated. "Trying to understand you is tiring..."

"Then don't try to understand it," the mangaka shrugged and switched on his tablet. "I need to do the front page of next month Survey Corps' cover, can you help me with the colours?"

"Sure."

(≖_≖✿)

"No, no, no!" Levi screeched as he pushed the brat away from the door. "You won't open the door when you're like that!"

"Why?" Jäger retorted with a puzzled look. "I've always done it, you know?"

"Goddammit, Jäger, don't you remember those scout girls's faces from last time? If you weren't a pretty boy, their mothers would have put you on a trial!"

The mangaka blushed slightly and scratched his neck.

"So you think I'm a pretty boy, Levi?" he asked with a smug smile.

"That's not the point, Jäger," the assistant deadpanned. "You won't open the door. Go put some pants on or I'll kick your ass until you become a woman, is that clear?"

"Is that even possible?" the brunette muttered as he went into his room obediently.

Levi sighed heavily, sometimes he felt as if he lived with a hyperactive five years old. Then, remembering that someone was still knocking at their door, he finally opened it. The assistant blinked, observing critically the blond young man standing in front of him.

"You aren't Eren," the blond stated with a frown. Yet, even if he frowned, there wasn't any eyebrows on his face.

"No shit, Sherlock," Levi retorted as he folded his arms on his chest. "What happened to your eyebrows, they got sick of your shit and left you?"

The blond's frown increased and the raven smiled pleasantly at him.

"Listen here, you little bastard," the blond hissed threateningly at him. "What did you do to Eren..."

"Oh?" Levi cocked his head and narrowed his eyes while he smirked with mirth at the stranger. "Seems like someone's pretty possessive here... What? Did you substitute your lost eyebrows by that shitty brat?"

The blond growled and took hold of Levi's shirt while the raven calmly looked at him, his smirk still taunting him.

"Goddammit, Levi," Jäger's annoyed voice suddenly cut through the tension and the assistant's smirk widened when he saw the stranger look at him in confusion. "Don't treat my friends like that."

"Friends?" Levi repeated with a raised eyebrow. "I only see one person..."

"Berthold is always with Reiner," the mangaka shrugged and then smiled at the blond. "How are you, Reiner? I heard that you were back in town the other day."

"Did Armin tell you?" the blond answered in a gruff voice while he finally let go of Levi's shirt. The assistant scowled when he saw that it had almost been ripped by the brute force exerted.

"Yeah," Jäger said while his smile widened. "Where's Berthold?"

"He's moving our stuff back in the apartment," Reiner pointed at the street and shrugged. "Told me to say hello for him."

"Still as shy as ever," the brunette commented heartwarmingly.

The blond chuckled and then straightened his face as he glared at Levi.

"So is this the Levi that Armin told me about?" he asked with a sneer. "Doesn't look that impressive though..."

"Reiner..." Jäger immediately stopped him with a cold voice. "Don't, he hits like Mikasa."

"Really?" Reiner's eyes bulged and he laughed loudly before he clasped the assistant's shoulder harshly. "I wonder how you found out about that, Eren..."

"So, you're going to keep talking like I'm not here?" Levi drawled carelessly, his eyes glinting like steel while he glared at the blond. "Because if that's the case, I can always go back to my draft..."

"Sure," the mangaka smiled at him and looked insistingly at his friend.

Reiner sighed heavily and reluctantly let go of the raven's shoulder.

"Asshole," he muttered low enough so only Levi could hear him.

"Maybe that's where your eyebrows ended," he retorted with a straight face.

Levi smiled smugly when he entered Jäger's bedroom, he had clearly seen the blond's face contort in anger before he left. Yes, he still had it in it. He could still piss off people at the brink of a hat.

"I swear, Reiner, he's a nice guy!"

"Eren, even you don't believe it..."

Levi chuckled darkly.

God, it felt good to be him.

(≖_≖✿)

When Thursday came, Levi was lunging around, thinking of a nice story for his debut manga (a man could dream) and Jäger was finishing the colour in the front page. The apartment was as quiet as it had never been since Levi's arrival and the two men sighed in happiness, basking in the quietness and lack of rush that was simply unusual.

And then, it came.

Erwin barged in the apartment, his normally perfect hair messy and his eyebrows furrowed.

"Eren!" he said with a chiding voice. "Why aren't you in the parking lot ready? Why aren't you even ready!"

The mangaka blinked in surprise and glanced at Levi. The assistant shrugged, he also didn't know why the editor was so nervous.

"Uuuuh..." the brunette said nervously as he gulped once he met Erwin's bloodshot eyes. "Why was I supposed to do that?"

"The drama casting, Eren! I told you to be ready last week!" Erwin almost shouted.

"Last week?" Jäger frowned and put down his pencil. "You didn't come last week. I sent you the chapter by scan. You didn't come here, Mr. Smith..."

"Yes, I did," Erwin sighed heavily and ran his hands through his matted hair. "But you were unconscious so I told Levi to tell y-..." The frazzled editor stopped talking and looked at the assistant. "Levi."

"I forgot," the raven immediately said. "It happens to everyone. Shit, Erwin, I forgot."

"Levi," the blond repeated darkly.

"Uuuuh," Jäger said nervously. "I'll go suit up, okay? Try to not kill him, Mr. Smith, I need him around..."

"Thanks, Jäger. It's very appreciated," Levi said dryly.

"You're welcome!" the mangaka should from behind the closed bathroom door.

"Levi..."

(◡‿◡✿)

"I'm ready, I'm ready!" Eren shouted as he barged into his bedroom.

To immediately get out and close the door behind him.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't..." he babbled nervously as he creaked open the door with his eyes closed, the picture of those two men's limbs interlaced on his bed still in his mind. "Oh my god, I didn't mean to interrupt you and I'm so sorry..."

"Brat," Levi's voice cut through the fog of his nervousness and Eren blinked, noticing that his assistant was in fact struggling to keep his editor's hands away from his throat. "A little help would be great right now..."

"O-of course, sir!" Eren answered and he went into his room, standing behind Erwin nervously. "Hum, Mr. Smith, I'm ready. Shouldn't we go before we are really late?"

The editor sighed heavily and finally stopped trying to kill his assistant. He stood up, straightened his bolo tie and looked approvingly at Eren's suit.

"Really nice," he commented before glancing at Levi. "Don't you think so too?"

The cranky raven blinked and sat on Eren's bed, his grey eyes observing critically the mangaka's suit.

"Who would have thought that he could dress up so nicely," he grumbled.

"There you have it," Erwin smiled slightly at Eren who blinked in confusion. "That means that he loves it."

"W-what?" Eren felt the beginning of a blush creep up and he swiftly looked at his feet, noting however that his assistant wasn't chuckling at him like he did every time he blushed or acted shyly.

The brunette blinked and looked up, discovering with surprise that the raven was actually covering his reddened cheeks with a hand and looking at the comforter.

'Oh,' Eren could only think monosyllabic words after that discovering. "That's... Cute.'

It was at that moment that Levi looked at him and glared darkly almost as if he had heard his thoughts. Eren blushed vividly and almost ran out of his apartment, pushing Erwin in front of him.

"Fuck," Levi muttered once he was all alone in the apartment. "After the legs, now a suit kink?"

Little did he know that it was only the beginning.

I swear to god that writing Hanji as a non-binary character was the hardest thing ever. It just doesn't go with all the rules the French taught me. But then again, this is English... And I'm babbling again.

Also, between every chapter months can pass so it explains a bit why they act so familiarly. And I think that I don't even anything else to say.

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