Strictly Business

Marco

Eren started changing slowly. It wasn't like he could go faster than a snail's pace, since not only was his body bruised and bloody, but he had also spent his night on a hard bench. He grunted with exertion and peeled off his clothes. Not bothering to fold them, he left them in a dirty pile at his feet. He was left in his boxers and he walked to the bed, where the clothes were. It was a pair of light grey sweatpants and a casual navy long sleeved shirt. There were light blue ankle socks -which he raised an eyebrow at- and a light grey pair of baseball boots. Once he had gotten dressed he checked himself over in the mirror. The sweatpants were ¾ length and finished below his knees. They hung low on his hips which he found surprising and slightly irritating. Levi must have been serious about Farlan's size especially his shoulders. Unlike every other shirt Eren had worn in his life, none of then hung on his so loosely. In fact, this one kept slipping off one of his shoulders. He grunted in annoyance, trying to ignore the fact that he kind of liked it. He tucked his palms into the sleeves and ran a hand through his brown locks. The outfit made him look young and more feminine. He frowned and turned away from the sight. He lifted the pile of clothes just as Levi walked in.

Levi's eyes ran over Eren. He drank in the sight of his tanned legs and his delicious collarbones that he just wanted to-. He cut that train of thought and cleared his throat.

"You weren't joking about the clothes," Eren spoke before he got the chance to open his mouth. "But I appreciate it, really, thanks," He smiled and Levi chose to ignore the flutter in his stomach. A relationship more than what they already had would not be good. It would cause havoc and upset if they were to break up. "what should I do with these?" Eren brought him back from his thoughts and without saying a word he took the clothes from Eren. He walked downstairs to the kitchen and heard Eren following him. With a small grunt, he walked outside and dumped them in the trash. He patted his pocket to make sure his wallet was there then locked the door to his house. He pulled the complaining brunette to his car and pushed him in. "Levi! What? Please don't! I'm not going to be able to afford another suit. I can't get my others! Stop. Let me go and get it. I can wash it! Levi please." He whined while Levi started the car. He pulled at the door, but Levi locked it. "Oh my god. You're going to abandon me in the middle of nowhere," he sagged in his seat and Levi smirked in amusement. He didn't say anything, just listened to the many different scenarios that Eren managed to come up with.

He stopped outside a German clothes store. He shrugged a bit and turned off the engine. Eren looked up in confusion. "Clothes? Oh...thanks but, aha...I dropped my wallet in my house," He paused then flashed him a glare. "Even if I hadn't left it in my house it would be in your trash now," He snapped and didn't move to unfasten his seatbelt. Levi sighed and did it for him.

"I'm buying it," He grumbled back.

"Oh look, it talks," Eren kept his gaze away from Levi, knowing that he was probably glaring into his skull. He wasn't, Levi had nothing but mild amusement on his face.

"Watch your tone, pup. I am buying your clothes after all," He didn't bother to hide his amusement and got out the car. Eren huffed and got out as well.

"Stop calling me that. I'm not a pup," He groaned and walked with Levi.

"No." He stated blankly which earned him another grunt of disapproval from Eren. "Go pick clothes. You're going to need a whole new wardrobe so you had better move it, kid," He glanced at Eren.

"Okay, nevermind. I preferred pup," He huffed and walked off. Levi kept his distance, distracting himself with various coloured ties.

Eren on the other hand, was unimpressed. His eyes ran over the clothes in distaste. He had managed to pick out a few suits and the basics, underwear and socks. He felt the fabric with his hands then sighed at the jeans in front of him. After another glance around he decided that these were least unattractive pair of skinny jeans in the store. He lifted a few pairs then his eyes caught on something further down the isle. Not wanting Levi to follow him, he checked around the corner to see he was now looking at shirts. A small chuckle came from his lips and he went down to see what caught his eye. It was a pair of skinny black leather pants. He usually wasn't into this type of clothing but this kind of interested him. So he lifted a pair to try on. He shoved the other clothes into a shopping basket and ran to the dressing room. Eren was stopped by a tall man around his age. A splatter of freckles covered his face and he had dark hair. "Do you need any help?" He asked and Eren realised he worked here. His nametag said 'Marco'. Eren gave him a sheepish smile.

"Actually...can you tell me if these look good or not when I try them on?" He asked, worried of Marco's reaction. The freckled boy was practically glowing and he smiled brightly.

"Are you serious? Of course!" he smiled and ushered Eren behind a curtain. Despite his forwardness, Eren felt like him and Marco were old friends. Marco left him to change and Eren smiled to himself as he started pulling them on. "What's your name by the way?"

"Eren,"

"Ah, you probably saw from my nametag that I'm Marco," Eren heard him say then agreed. He got the pants up perfectly fine until he got to his ass. The leather didn't seem to want to move over it. He grunted a little, he was sure he lifted the right size.

"Uh...Marco...I don't think these fit..." He mumbled.Nothing could stop the red creeping onto his cheeks while he wrestled with them. "but I got the right size?..." He mumbled again and he heard a small chuckle from the other side.

"Where is it that doesn't fit?" His tone was as if he was used to this happening.

"Eh?...My...my ass," Eren's voice was quieter as his blush moved to cover his face.

"Oh? Aha, don't worry its supposed to be tight there,"

"No...but I cant get it over my ass,"

"What?! Is your butt that big?!" Marco actually sounded shocked. It sounded so amusing that if the situation was different Eren would have laughed. "Do you want help?" He laughed and Eren went even more red.

"Ehmm..." He paused. It's not like anything would happen. He was just getting help... "Yeah please," He managed a small chuckle.

Marco slipped inside then laughed at Eren's red face. Expertly gripping each side of the pants he started pulling them up. A small laugh came from the brunettes lips as he was lifted off the ground. They stumbled out from behind the curtain and Eren laughed some more. Marco chuckled and had to move his hands round a little more to the back of the pants to get them up properly. "Jeeze Eren, you really have a big ass," he laughed and Eren wiggled a little to try and help.

Of course, Someone walking in on that would be especially hard to explain. Even harder if it was your short, raven-haired boss who just so happened to want to try on some clothes.

"Eren? What are you doing?"