The Alpha and his Omega

Bar Fight [University 11]

"Let me buy that drink for you."

A large masculine hand came into view pushing a ten dollar bill towards the bartender as his beer was placed on the countertop. Pocketing his wallet, Eren looked up and saw a blonde that towered over him by a good half a foot give or take.

"Umm... thanks?"

He grabbed the beer and took a small sip, glancing up at the stranger uncertainly. Even if he could easily afford it, a free drink was a free drink. This one had come straight from the tap, so it couldn't be laced with anything.

"No biggie. I'm Reiner. Reiner Braun."

"I'm E–"

"He's taken." A familiar pale hand cut in and he heard his favorite voice in the world growled out, interrupting him as Eren reached out to shake the man's hand.

Reiner was taken aback at the short, dark-haired man who suddenly interrupted them. But the blonde recovered quickly, not seeming or perhaps ignoring the death vibes Levi was emanating. Clearly the stranger thought the shorter male wasn't a threat.

Eren couldn't help as a small giggle escaped him, seeing his mate who was almost a foot shorter than the other male stand up head-to-head. The alpha barely came up to the other man's shoulders, and Reiner was clearly packing some serious muscle. But so was his alpha, though it wasn't that noticeable given his height.

"Le–" He wanted to intervene – it was only one drink, it wasn't like he was going to run off into the sunset with the man – before this got out of hand, but the venomous glare Levi shot at him shut him up instantly.

Still he couldn't help the upturn of his lips and the small bubble of mirth that remained as he watched the two of them. Eren knew better than to provoke his mate now that he was aware of Levi's jealous streak, lest his antics get him into trouble again. Sometimes watching Levi when he was jealous was like a child and his favorite toy, except the man was no child and Eren wasn't a toy. It did annoy him when the dark-haired male went overboard, but this time it was just so amusing. Normally his alpha's height wasn't that apparent when they were at home, but here Levi had to turn to face upwards at the other man, which made him seem so much smaller. Size did not mean, however, the man was any less dangerous.

The blonde must have thought the same thing, with the incredulous look on his face. Not that Levi backed down in the slightest, and Eren knew why. Behind that miniscule stature was a very dangerous and well-trained fighting machine. Well not machine, but sometimes Eren definitely believed Levi could give the Terminator a run for his money.

The dark-haired male rarely exhibited his skills, but on the odd occasions he had, it had ended up in his opponent having the crap kicked out of him. And within a few minutes or less. Eren wasn't sure how Levi retained those skills without regular practice, but somehow he did. It must have been one of those muscle memory or talent things, similar to Mikasa. It went without saying that Levi's strength and speed came along with an impressive physical package (height excluded).

"Hey shorty, mind your own business."

"I am minding my own business." The shorter male turned to him, and grabbed his hand. "Let's go, Eren. I'm bringing you home."

"But Levi, we just got here!" Tugging against the alpha's grip, Eren couldn't help the whine that escaped his voice. They really had just arrived less than a few minutes ago.

Levi has been insistent on accompanying him ever since Eren had returned home drunk last week. He had no recollection of that evening, but apparently after staggering in with his shoes on no less, the omega had puked all over the floor. After he woke up with a killer hangover the next morning, there was no further sign of it, since the alpha couldn't stand the apartment being filthy. That didn't mean he was off the hook. Levi had been seriously pissed and he had spent the entire weekend cleaning the apartment. The alpha couldn't technically restrict him from doing what he wanted, nor could he force Eren to clean, but there was something about a pissed off dark-haired midget that was terrifying.