The college student slowly stood up from his bed as his alarm clock rang off reading, 9:50. Looking to the time he slammed his hand down atop the device,stopping what seemed to be its endless ringing and rushed to his closet. He was set to be at his work at 9:45 he would be there around 10:00. Eren began to undress right then and there, throwing his pajamas onto the bed. Quickly putting on his pants,plaid button up shirt,shoes,socks,and his apron. No no. He didn't work at a restaurant or anything but a hardware store. It was the only place he got accepted and he got paid 10$ an hour so it wasn't that bad... Now, as he rushed to bathroom he began to wash his face and brush his teeth. Though as he was doing the normal routine,in the mirror he saw Mr. Rivaille, with his arms wrapped around himself. The small imagination caused him to quickly spit out the water that was in his mouth. Eyes widened. 'Why am I thinking about that?' The brunette thought as he jogged out the bathroom, grabbing his sisters car keys and jumping into the small "fixer upper" type car. It was better than nothing. Quickly he started the vehicle and moved it after countless attempts. With a sigh he was on his way.
After the 8 minute drive, Eren arrived there at 9:55 around 10 minutes after he was supposed to be at work. Rushing inside, hoping the boss wouldn't notice he tiptoed silently to his work area. With a relieved sigh, he looked down to his feet before feeling someone else bump into him. Lifting his head his eyes widened. It was HIM, at a great time too. "Hmm." Levi glared to the male. "Oh...Mr. Rivaille...I'm so sorry." A light pink tint grew upon his cheeks out of embarrassment. "Tch. Don't worry about it. Anyways I needed help in getting some materials here anyways." Eren nodded to what the older male had said but though to himself 'What would a man like him want to get or do here?' "Ok. So what can I help you with?" Eren spoke.
Coldly the business man spoke. "Do you stock cable ties?"
"Y-yes,Yes we do. Would you like me to show them to you?" The college student asked gaining his composure.
"Please lead the way Mister Jaeger."
The brunette began to walk towards another aisle. "Just Eren...Please."
With a sigh the college student reached his hand to the best cable ties they had and handed them to Levi. "Is that it?" Eren asked.
"Masking tape." Coldly Mr. Rivaille stated.
Leading off to another aisle a bit of a ways to their left. "Are you redecorating?" Eren asked curiously thinking, 'What was all this for?' Pointing to the wall where there were different types of masking tape. First was a large roll, "Uhm..We have this one which is the two inch and," Eren spoke pointing to the thinner one. "one inch." Grabbing both of them, the brunette handed them to the raven haired male. "Rope. Please." Levi spoke and like twice before, Eren led them to the large wall of different rope. Placing his slightly tan hands on one of the batches of rope, he pulled it out and cut it at a reasonable length. "Were you a Boy Scout or something?" Rivaille said, meaning for it to be almost a joke but it seemed rather to be a statement with his cold tone. "Uh..Uh. Oh no, organized group activities aren't really my thing..." Coldly leaning in a bit close to the younger male he spoke. "Then what is your thing Mister Jaeger?" Blushing slightly, Eren stepped back. "I-I don't know....and just Eren,again please..." After a moment of awkward silence,Eren then once remembered what his sister had said "I need to get some photos with him for the newspaper.." The brunette spoke up to Levi. "Oh and Uhm my sister needs to get some photos of you for the newspaper....and is there anyway we can cont-." As Eren was about to say contact, Levi pulled out a paper with his number on it and handed it to the younger male. "Here. Call me whenever you
would like....Oh and Tch thanks." That's all Levi said before walking off. Eren was left with a blush plastered onto his face. It made him so tense and he bit his bottom lip. He began to feel so attracted to the man,but he felt to unattractive for the businessman. He began to think as well 'How could such a cold,stern,rich,good looking man be gay anyways?'
For the rest of the college students day, the one business man was on his mind. The thought of maybe even growing closer with him and every time he looked down at the small paper which had his number, it made him blush.
