The Intern

Chapter 46

Eren

I knew that voice.

Honestly, I didn't even need to see the expression on Levi's face to know that I shouldn't turn around. That it would be the worst possible choice I could make in a situation like this. I should have just run at full speed into the bedroom and saved us all a lifetime of emotional scarring and therapy. It would have been the best option in the end, if I could have just gotten my legs to cooperate. Of course, the only thing they seemed intent on doing was spinning me around.

"No, no, no!" Mikasa cried out, her hands flying over her eyes as she turned away. "Why the hell did you have to turn around? Damn it, Eren! My eyes!"

And her eyes weren't the only ones on me.

Petra stood there, clutching two bags in her hands, her eyes wide and wandering. She blinked a few times and then looked down and away, a blush staining her cheeks as she cleared her throat. "U-uhm... we brought... food."

"You should have told us we were having sausages!" Hanji's smile was stretched wide from ear to ear, her hands on her hips as she surveyed the room as if nothing was wrong. "I would have brought some buns."

I heard Levi snicker from behind me and spun around to face him.

"Oh wait, there they are!"

I jerked the one cushion out from under Levi's feet and shoved it up against my hips. My cheeks went beet red as Levi's smile grew, amusement shining in his eyes. It would have actually been a beautiful sight if I weren't currently standing bare-assed and erect in front of a room full of people. Of course, the second problem was quickly taking care of itself; I was pretty damn sure I would never be aroused again after this.

"Can we not talk about sausages while my brother's dick is out?" Mikasa shouted, pointing to the side. Her other hand was still pressed against her eyes. "Eren, go put on some clothes or something! Anything!"

"Right!" I shouted and darted over to where I was almost positive I threw my boxers. I flipped over the back of the chair, my hand pressed against my ass as if it would give me some modesty, and stared at the empty floor.

They weren't there.

"Shit!"

"I believe your pants went that way, kid," Levi smirked, pointing his thumb in the direction of the pile. But I already knew that was just my shirt and pants. I had made such a display of flinging my boxers away that I didn't bother to make sure that they actually ended up in the same pile.

"Yea, but my boxers are-"

"Why do you need boxers?" Mikasa cut me off. "Just put on your pants!"

"Without underwear?"

"Eren, I don't care if you stick it in a goddamn paper towel roll, just cover it up!"

Levi pointed at me before I could even think to move, fixing me with what was supposed to be an intimidating stare. The amusement in his eyes ruined it. "Don't you dare fuck my paper towels, brat."

I wasn't even sure if it was possible for my embarrassment to get any worse, but for some reason everyone seemed determined to prove me wrong. Even still, the look on Levi's face actually made it worth it. I was willing to suffer this humiliation if it meant he would laugh again.

I rolled my eyes and bit back my own smile, walking towards the small pile and snatching my pants from the floor. "It wouldn't fit anyway."

"Oh my god!" Mikasa shouted, practically hopping in place with the force of her disgust. She shook her hands at her sides, but kept her eyes closed. "I did not want to know that!"