Dating the One I Hate

~Dating?~

(Levi's POV)

I followed the tall brunette into the froyo shoppe, but stopped when I saw him hide around the corner inside. The brat seemed to be spying on his friends. I rolled my eyes and hid around the other corner, listening to the conversation. My eyes widened in realization when I heard them talking about him, behind his back. When I scanned the table, I glared at each one, knowing this must be hurting Eren.

Why do I care? I asked myself, but knew I didn't know the answer. Nor did I know if it would ever be answered.

I continued to listen, until the brat made himself known to the group. The looks on their faces were priceless, and if I had a sense of humor, I'd laugh.

"Eren look, we didn't want to tell you because you don't have a a boyfriend. We didn't want you to feel left out and a third wheel like always." His face viably saddened, causing me to glare, yet again at his sister. I never liked her anyway.

"Wow..." He glared. "Thanks." The sarcasm rolled off his voice, as if it were lava, sliding down the side of a volcano.

"I'm sorry Eren that's not what I meant." Eren scoffed, as did I inwardly. If she didn't mean it, she wouldn't of said it.

"I'm hearing a lot of that lately..." The brat rolled his eyes before continuing.

"And for your information I do have a boyfriend." I cocked an eyebrow knowing that wasn't the truth. What the hell is he doing? I shook my head at the fact he needed to lie to be accepted. Everyone eyed him suspiciously, clearly not believing him as I.

"You have a boyfriend, Jaeger?" The horse faced brat snickered, causing Eren to visibly glare more.

"Uh...yeah. I just never told you because I wanted him to be a secret."

"I don't believe you." Mikasa snapped, making me roll my eyes again. What a bitch..., I thought, as if it wasn't already obvious he was lying about of ass. However, I still felt sympathetic for the boy, and the guilt from the past came flooding back. I made my resolve and decided to help him. As an apology, I supposed. Nothing more.

"Well, believe it." This comment caused me to smirk a little. His persistence was something I admired, yet it annoyed the hell out of me, sometimes.

"Eren, you know I don't like when you l-" I glared as Mikasa started again and before I knew it, I was walking into the shoppe, interrupting her before she said any more.

"Hey babe." I managed. It came out cool and monotonous as usual, but took a whole lot of courage to say. In fact, I don't even think my mind was working. It was as if my body moved to its own accord. I smiled and wrapped my arm around his waist. What the hell... Eren's eyes widened and looked down at me like I was crazy. I mentally chuckled before I got ballsy and decided to take it to the next level. I found I was enjoying this. My actions were being fed by his awkward nervousness. Oh well... I put my hand on the back of his neck and pulled him down, connecting our lips. Instantly, that same jolt of electricity found its way through me, making me feel numb, but in a peculiarly fond way. However my excitement was short lived when I found the brat wasn't kissing back. I furrowed my brows and subtly stomped on his foot. 

I an instant, the taller boy was kissing back, and the feeling of butterflies and electricity one again flooded through me. He wrapped an arm around my waist and slightly titled me back, to deepen the kiss. His lips were beyond warm and soft, and tasted of cinnamony-chocolate. Almost identical to his natural smell.