Ereri Fluff Shots

Comic Book Hero

Eren sighed, sitting down on the worn leather seat of the bus. Almost late for the second time this week. And it was only Tuesday. The 16 year old pulled out is comic book from his bag, and opened it up. Starting to read to himself, when it was viciously ripped from his hands. Eren shot up, standing on the moving bus, "give it back." He demanded to the horseface that took it. "It's mine." He held his hand out, glaring.

"Ooh. Dork wants his picture book back. Why don't you get it." Jean said, holding it way over his head.

Eren refused to do anything that would ruin his pride. So he stood there, and crossed his arms. "Give it to me, horseface."

"I don't think I will. I think I'm going to...." Jean started to tear the pages out, smirking.

"No!" Eren said, trying to grab it from Jean's grasp, "stop it. Right. Now."

"You heard the brat. Drop the book. Before you regret it, perhaps?" A new voice sounded, Eren turned to the direction it was coming from. Behind him was a five foot three raven with a mean scowl. "I don't like repeating like myself."

Jean smirked, stupidly cocky, "and why should I? Are you going to jump instead? Huh Shorty?"

The guy walked up to horseface, "just give it here." He sounded bored, and Jean let out a 'manly' giggle.

"You could fight me for it." Jean said, "unless you're scared."

The Raven shrugged and punched Jean in the face, so fast Eren almost didn't see it happen. Jean crumpled to the floor, holding his probably broken nose. "What's wrong with you?!" Jean demanded

The boy with black hair shrugged, and picked up the comic book. Handing, or more like tossing, it to Eren, who stood amazed. "Th-thank you." Eren sat back down, and opened it up again, examining the few ripped pages Jean had caused. He looked up again, "my name's Eren Jaeger. What's yours?"

He looked at Eren, piercing silver meeting an equally intense turquoise.

"Levi."