A Broken Act

Act I

So here I go again, bringing in another EreRi fanfic (that would probably take hundreds of years for each chapter to be updated--but let's not talk about that). This will be an actors AU because there's not enough works about that and I'm dying to read some but I cannot find many so I decided to just fuck it and write.

There will many inaccuracies (I'm not really aware of what's behind the screen or show business) so please forgive me. I just want to write about these two beautiful creatures.

Also, this isn't proofread. I am a lazy bastard.

Enjoy.

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Levi's PoV

I have never been a patient man. My patience is thinner than a sheet of paper, a sheet of thin glass that's easily breakable even by a small force. I've also never been tolerant, at least not when it comes to bullshit.

So when Hange called me at four in the goddamn morning, only one hour after I got myself to sleep, to say that I was pissed beyond belief was a goddamn understatement. I already knew the moment I opened my eyes that my day is already ruined.

Muttering profanities under my breath, I reached for my phone that's currently resting on top of my nightstand, ready to blow Hange off. It's still too fucking early for them to ruin my goddamn day.

Squinting my eyes against the glaring lights coming off my phone, I tapped the green button on the screen with a little more force than necessary. Then I placed my phone next to my ear, ready to tell Hange to fuck off.

"Goooo-"

"What the fuck do you want at four in the fucking morning, you bastard?" I practically growled at them, ready to lash out and tell them that it's not fucking polite to call someone this early in the fucking morning.

Hearing them laugh made me want to be able to get inside my phone and go at the other end to punch their laugh out of them. "I take it that you have a good morning too, Shorty."

"Why did you call? I just got one hour of sleep before you cut my slumber. You better be calling me for a good reason."

"Okay, so I've been surfing through the internet just now and noticed that I received an email. It was from the Smith Pictures." Smith Pictures? Isn't that the film studio that's going to produce the film that I auditioned for last, last week?

Well, that caught my interest.

I hummed, urging them to go on. "What about it, Shitty Glasses?"

"Didn't you check your email, Shorty?"

I shook my head even though they wouldn't see it. "No, it's been a week since I last did. What about it?"

They chuckled, probably hearing the sudden interest in my voice. "Interested now, eh?"

"Cut out with the bullshit and tell me what you fucking want."

"Okay, okay. Don't get your panties in a twist." They cleared their throat before continuing. "So I went to read it and I think I got the best news in my life."

"Hange." My voice came out stern, sounding something akin to warning.

"I'm already in the best part, Shorty. Calm down. So I read the email and damn, I couldn't believe it at first. I never doubted your talent, but to think that it was your first audition ever, and it was for a big film, I thought that I fell asleep in front of my laptop and that I'm dreaming and--"