Damn it all- I want you [Ereri]

Chapter 1

Eyes

That is all I can fucking say about this creature in front of me, staring wide eyed as if I had suddenly grown a fucking mushroom on my eyebrow.

"Oi bright eyes, have I got something on my face or do you just enjoy staring at strangers?"

Bright eyes looked from the cup I was trying to give him and then back to my face.

"I said have I-"

"You're pretty,"

I felt my face twist into a scowl as I practically threw the delicate china at the table and stalked off, my shoulders tense as I muttered under my breath, "I'm fucking manly you little shit,"

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Cleaning the insides of cups was a great way to pass time, no little shit to bother me, no Hange, not even Erwin to hang around my shoulders and piss me off with his sly comments.

"Llllleeeeeeeeeevvvvvvvviiiiiiiii,"

I take it back. God, I pray, please don't punish me for my sins yet, I'm too attractive to die.

"Hey shorty, whatcha up to?" Hange's voice ricocheted around my ear drums, an unpleasant chill running down my spine at the sound. "I'm fucking jumping over elephants, what the fuck do you think I'm doing?"

Hange actually looked momentarily confused at my statement, peeking around my small frame as if to see if I really were jumping over elephants. "I don't see any,"

"Of course you don't fucking see any you dick-wad, I was being sarcastic!"

Hange's face lit up in realization, one of her filthy sausages pointed upwards into the air as if to emphasize on the cognizance. "I see! So why are you glaring at cups?"

My piercing metallic blue eyes shifted towards her, "I was not glaring at fucking cups,"

"Yes you were, that's why I came over here," Her smile grew as an evil glint flickered over the lenses of her glasses.

"Fuck off shitty-glasses, I'm busy," Shifting from one foot to the other, I placed the now sparkling china cup off to the side to join the rest of the dazzlingly clean drinking instruments. "Sure you are, I also just wanted to tell you that a kid has been staring at the door to the kitchens since you walked through it about 20 minutes ago," rotating my body in a smooth spin, I clicked my heels together as my hands automatically wiped off the access water onto Hange's shirt before storming forwards through the flimsy kitchen doors, throwing the apron behind me and pulling up my sleeves, ready to give the brat a hiding. 'This kid needs to learn something about personal space,'

"Oi brat, what business do you have with the kitchen door? I heard you've been staring at the fucking thing for over 20 minutes, well?" The kid stared at my wide eyed, opening and shutting his lips like a fish before gulping visibly and slowly reaching down to grab his bag, possibly to make a quick getaway.

'Huh, like that's happening now.'

"Don't even think about it bright eyes, so what is that interesting about the door that you had to point those fucking orbs at it?" Speaking of orbs, his widened a fair fraction with every curse word that leaked from my mouth, "don't like swearing?" The kid decided this was a great time to avert his eyes and look out of the window, now glaring at a tree.

Exhaling deeply, I spun around on my heel and stalked back to the kitchen, feeling the kids eyes linger on my back and then the feeling disappeared. Peering back over my shoulder, I watched the door close gently with a swish and the figure of the teen walking down the cracked path, his shoulders hunched and a hood pulled up over his head. I hadn't realized it until he was walking but holy fucking shit on a titan, he was giant, at least 6'3, and he looks only what, 17? he's still growing! Shit man.