Levi woke the next day with a grumble.
His room was dark, and very warm. He wriggled down under his blanket a little more, closing his eyes again as he tried to get back to sleep. Then they shot open as he realised someone was in the room with him.
In a flash, he leapt from his bed, wielding the knife he kept under his pillow. He tripped however, as the intruder fell with a shout of surprise and dragged him down with them. "I told you it was a bad idea," came a female voice. Levi looked up, wincing from the pain of the knee in his stomach. Mikasa opened the curtains, and then the window, the room flooded with light to show Levi and Eren in a heap on the floor surrounded by the astounding neatness in which the tv star kept his bedroom. "I'm sorry, sir!" Eren was apologising with fearful eyes. Levi growled and got to his feet, Mikasa helping Eren to his. She eyed the knife on the floor, and looked to the near-naked man in front of her. Levi glanced at her, then the knife, and stooped to pick it up. Neither made a comment on it.
"I brought coffee and bagels, sir!" Eren pretty much ran from the room then, his face red with shame. Mikasa adjusted her scarf slightly, and nodded to Levi before walking out, "don't let it get cold."
"Let what get cold?" Levi thought to himself, his head slightly muddled now from rapid waking and the tumble he'd taken. He rubbed his stomach, which growled despite the bruise that was blossoming on his pale skin. He made his bed quickly and threw on black pants and a dark green shirt before heading to the kitchen to find his shoes. He had mislaid them again.
In the kitchen, Eren had set out a plate, bagels, cream cheese, jam, and coffee on the table. Mikasa was leaning against the counter, waiting for the kettle to boil so she could make tea. Levi always had the good tea and in their unusual, quiet relationship she was always welcome to brew herself a cup on the mornings she arrived with Eren for field work. Eren, however, was jittery and unable to sit still. He was busying himsef pacing the floor as he sipped his latte. Brushing a hand through his hair, Levi sat at the table and began to prepare a bagel, "good morning," he said quietly, realising he had not greeted his colleagues yet. "Morning," Mikasa replied as quietly, sitting down with her steaming cup of tea. "Good morning, sir!" Eren grinned nervously, still pacing as if wired from too much coffee. "Has he even slept?" Levi asked Mikasa as he passed her a bagel. The girl had the grace to blush, as stoic as she seemed she got very shy when her "secret" relationship was brought up, "an hour, maybe. He's been excited."
"Sit down, shitty brat, eat something," Levi tossed a bagel at his assistant, who almost dropped it in his twitchy eagerness to catch it. Eren sat then, and the table began to vibrate.
"Eren," Mikasa said as she looked at her tea, "please relax."
His leg was shaking almost violently, causing ripples to form in his girlfriend's cup. Upon bringing his attention to this, he stopped, rubbing the back of his head with an embarrassed smile.
Levi almost smiled himself then, he had hired Eren only a few months ago, on the word of his camerawoman who assured him that the energetic young man was up to the challenge and eager to work for his television idol. Since then, he had almost enjoyed the days he was sent out on field work, there was something nice about having other people in his kitchen at 6AM, eating quietly and brewing tea.
He had been single for too long, he knew that, but he liked it that way. He reckoned if he had to deal with these two every morning he would go insane.
Mikasa was the one who drove them today, she was insistent on this due to Eren's lack of proper sleep the night before. Levi decided he wanted to snooze a little more, so he settled in the back of the car and rested his head against the window, watching the town landscape slowly melt into green countryside. Despite his wish to sleep a little more, he was unable to thanks to Eren's fiddling with the radio in the front passenger seat, and the fact that he kept opening the window and sending a breeze back into his face. He leaned forward to smack the boy upside his head, "oi! Fucker, what did I say about trying to sleep!?"
"Sorry, sir!" Eren yelped, closing the window and turning down the radio. Mikasa however, gave Levi the dirtiest look in the rearview window for his actions, and turned the radio up full blast as she picked up speed on the road. Levi was stuck in the back with "MMMBop" roaring in his ears as the girl flew them over the uneven, bumpy country road. An hour into the drive, Levi demanded the personal file on the person they were interviewing that day, though he had to shout it three times thanks to "I Kissed A Girl" thumping from the radio. Eren dug in his bag for the file and passed it back to his boss, trying hard to be subtle in his singing along, but failing miserably.
Levi sat back with a scowl, opening the folder then to view the grinning, idiotic-looking person in the photograph. Hanji Zoe was a renowned entomologist, specializing in the breeding of a rare species of dragonfly that was once plentiful in the Dauper area, but upon the release of the black rain frog into the local habitat, the population decreased rapidly. Levi examined Hanji's photo with distaste. In it, they were splattered with mud, their hair was in disarray, they wore stupid googles and a filthy lab coat that was probably white at some point but was now shades of black, brown, green and what he could only describe as "ugh". They were standing outside the sanctuary in the photo, looking proud as punch with themselves. He was determined to hate this person and dreaded the smile he would soon have to plaster on his face. Ironically, as he read this, the radio began to play "Sound of Silence".