Glassy Sky || ERERI

Line Without a Hook

'𝘞𝘩𝘺' Levi thought bitterly as he rested his forehead on the handle of the steering wheel. Why did this have to happen to him? If it wasn't for Hanji he wouldn't have had to move to this shitty ass neighbourhood and would still be back at home in the comforting warmth of his apartment. But no, 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 of Hanji he was now stuck here on this shitty street living in this shitty house with shitty loud neighbours who just never seemed to shut up.

"Fucking four-eyes and her loud mouth.." he mumbled quietly under his breath. Due to the one too many noise complaints that were filed against him over the past six months, he was forced to move out which brought him here.

Sure there was more space now that he didn't live in that cramped up apartment, but Levi had begun to grow fond of the small one-bedroom home that looked over the city of Seattle.

Peeking over to check the time on the touch-screen in his car, Levi eyed the clock reading 7:15 AM. Great. He had less than an hour to get to work and that was even if the traffic moved any faster than usual.

He could already practically hear eyebrows and his annoying voice bitching and complaining over how he was always late and needed to work on better time management.. '𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘩 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘩 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘩..' Levi thought as he leaned back into the cold leather of his seat, running a hand through his hair.

The gentle sound of rain pattering down from the sombre gray sky and onto the windshield made the man sigh to himself. It was nearly every day that it seemed to be raining in this city, not that he even minded it that much.

He had found himself that it could never end up coming close to beating the kind of days he would spend in the south of France. Sweet memories of the delicate warmth of a bright orange sun and soft breezes that drifted in from the ocean had left him in a state of tranquillity, he could feel his body longing for it every so often.

But then again the rainy city wasn't all that bad, most days It had brought him a sense of comfort and almost a different kind of peace than the feeling he'd receive from his home country.

Deciding he couldn't put it off any longer, Levi put his car into reverse and began to back out when the sudden racket of a door slamming caused him to look over in the direction of his neighbour's house.

An unamused look had started to display itself on his face, watching in vexation as the ashy-brown-haired man he had met yesterday stormed out of his house and over to his car.

Levi almost had the curiosity to wonder what was wrong but decided in the end that it was none of his business, as much as he kind of wanted it to be. It seemed overnight that he had grown an interest in his neighbours, and it was only because he couldn't get that stupid kid out of his head. The memory had kept replaying in his head as he put his car into drive.

The boy kneeling on hardwood flooring, his dark green eyes looking up at him, the dishevelled drunken look he had, his flushed crimson expression...

Levi quickly shook his thoughts away.

Reaching for the radio he turned it almost all the way up letting the displeasing sound of pop play into his speakers at a much too high of a volume.

The traffic light was glowing an angry red as the man began to tap his fingers on his steering wheel, impatiently. He was trying to keep his mind away from the thought of the brat, wondering why he even cared so much about somebody he never even met.

"Tch." Levi sounded out annoyed.

"Who even is that man.." He talked out loud to himself, wondering what the relationship between to two could be. Lovers, maybe? He thought back to the overprotectiveness that would be asserted over the brunet whenever Levi got too close. Memories of watching the boy being quite literally dragged away when all Levi did was lay eyes on him for a few seconds.