Ereri Oneshots

Part 2

Eren had grown tired of the snickers and scoffs he heard whenever he walked by, the cocky cadets and even higher ups thought it was so hilarious to point out the fact he was a titan and mockingly wonder how he was humanity's hope.

But finally he snapped.

Perhaps most would say it was the wrong person, he wasn't some rookie cadet like himself, the guy who'd bad mouthed him was a seasoned soldier and a lot larger than he. In fact before he had the nerve to bash Eren, he'd been bragging on and on about how strong and experienced he was. Too bad Eren's anger didn't have a filter.

"Ich habe Leute wie dich verdammt nochmal satt! Denkst du, dass du besser als ich bist? Ist es das, was du denkst, du Stück Scheiße? Denn es klingt verdammt danach!" Eren growled, turns out the guy wasn't so tough when he was be screamed at.

Eren had no idea he wasn't making sense to the arrogant soldier, blinded by his rage he could have been speaking any language, not just his German tongue. The man shriveled under Eren's harsh gaze as the boy hunch over him, seemingly ten times larger when he was angry.

Levi watched from the superior's table across the room.

"Should we stop him?" Petra asked warily, Levi shook his head.

"Let him vent." He said, in all actuality he just wanted to hear him snarl in that delicious language that was his mother tongue, an angry Eren made for quite an attractive Eren, it only got him more hot and bothered when the shifter grabbed the much bigger man by the throat and held him above his head effortlessly.

(German: "I am fucking done with people like you! You think you're better than me? Is that what you think you piece of shit? Because it sure as hell sounds like it!"