The Alpha and his Omega

Penthouse Party [University 3]

"So Eren, I heard that the hot shorty who picked you up at Krista's is your sugar daddy?"

"Sasha... not you too." He groaned, burger clasped between his hands, feeling a sense of dismay that he had grown accustomed to in the last few days. Not again. It had barely been a week since the Halloween party and it seemed like news of Levi had spread faster than he expected. Why did everyone think Levi was just pimping him out? Even Mikasa had caught wind of it. Eren had spent the entirety of last night on the phone trying to talk some sense into her, not that it had worked. He eventually had to cut it short to get some sleep, but it was why he was guzzling coffee like a maniac today.

The only saving grace this time was that he hadn't choked on his food.

"Well he was driving one of those expensive cars and had this really pissed off look when he went inside Krista's place to grab your things." A hand reached out to grab one of his fries and he let it slide, too wrapped up in his thoughts. Popping it into her mouth, at least Sasha waited before speaking again. "Didn't think he was your type though."

He was too distracted by the earlier 'sugar daddy' comment, and so Eren didn't notice until he glanced down, that almost of his fries were gone. Pulling the plate away from the set of fingers that descended once again, he cried out. "Hey, stop stealing my food!"

"But I'm so hungry..." Her hand flew out to filch another one and he tried to push it away, but failed.

"Damn it Sasha, I said to go and grab us seats and here you are stealing other people's food again!" Her shorter boyfriend called out from behind her.

"But Connie...! I'm starving!"

"Sorry about that. You know how she's like."

Eren nodded as his friend sighed and took the seat opposite of him. Sasha plopped down beside him and grabbed one of the burgers on the tray, digging in immediately. He tucked into his lunch, what was left of it anyways, watching nervously as Sasha eyed his food hungrily.

He was honestly surprised at how much she ate. Even though he was growing, Eren doubted he could ever have put away three 9oz steaks and the accompanying potatoes and vegetables in one sitting. It was almost inhuman how fast her metabolism worked. And watching the interaction with her and Connie made him wonder how the latter was able to control her. It wasn't like he was doing anything too special, just scolding or telling her to stop. But who was he to judge? He lived with one of those people who was able to put on a public façade of sorts; Levi might not seem angry at him, but once in private, things got heated. Fast.

Regardless, at least for him, trying to stop her from eating was a hopeless cause.

It was how they had met. Eren been too caught up in an argument with the horse in the cafeteria and didn't notice until his entire lunch had been eaten. More like inhaled. Connie appeared and they both profusely apologized, going out of their way to buy him something to replace it. After they had introduced themselves and sat down, he watched in amazement as Sasha promptly devoured a second lunch, hurriedly standing up to buy another share. It was only afterwards that Eren had realized that they were in the same section, section 104.

"So, Connie, how did the interview go?"

"Great. I just had my first real shift yesterday and so far I really love it, man. The people are just friendly and really fun to talk to. And they let us mix up all kinds of new drinks when taking our breaks. You should drop by sometime, I'll make you something."

"Oh my god, yes! I haven't had a good mocha in a while now. Been too busy drinking tea..." he muttered into his coffee. Damn Levi and his fixation with black tea...