The Issue

Chapter 6

AN:

My milkshake brings all the boys to the ya- oh! Hello there! Stop the damn gimmicks. You sound stupid. If I sound stupid, does that mean that you're stupid too? No. I'm your alter ego. So I'm the smart one. I thought that you were just me. Shut the hell up and write the damn story. Ooh. Touchy. Well, since my therapist said talking to myself isn't healthy, I guess I'll start the story. Finally. You. Shoosh.

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Eren's POV

Is he serious? This dude has serious attitude issues.

"Ah...no. So, care to tell me what happened?" Oh ya. Point for me. I sound so badass!

He glared at me. "Well, I woke up. I came in here to get some tea, and the door was broken."

As I was looking at the door, I saw a small dent on the inside. Suspiciously the size of Mr. Ackerman's foot. I sighed. "Did you kick the door?"

"Tsk. Do you think I did it on purpose?" Levi set his cup on the table and easily stared at me.

"Honestly?" I crossed my arms. Seriously, this dude is like a sass king or something!

Levi rolled his eyes and said, "Yes, honestly, you damn brat."

I glared at him. Of course, my glare isn't as good as his, but I hope that it's doing something. Sadly, it doesn't look like it.

"Ok. I'm not a brat. But I know you did it, probably on purpose." I try to stare right back at him, but I almost get lost in his amazing eyes. They look so cold, but maybe I could bring a little warmth into the- No! Stop Eren! Virgin thoughts, virgin thoughts....

I look away and feel my cheeks redden.

"Alright then, brat, I'll be honest, too. My foot slipped. Now, can you fix the door? I don't like my door being open this long." I see a small smirk as I grit my teeth. I am not a brat! I'm 22! He's only, what, a year older than me?

I get my screwdriver from my pocket, and start to re-screw the door onto the hinges. How he didn't break any, I'll never know.

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Levi's POV

As Eren bends down to work on the bottom of the door, I notice his shirt riding up. A little peek wouldn't hurt, right?

I notice right away how tan his back is. Hm. That either means he goes to a spray-on-tan place, or he is always outside. With his shirt off. Oh hot damn.

"Hey Eren, think I could swing by your place here later?"

"Wh-what?!" The brat's face gets red, and he spins around to look at me. His eye are really wide, and surprisingly beautiful. I never really noticed before, but they are like a dark blue mixed with a light green.

"I heard that you was selling firewood." I didn't really know this, but I already knew that he lived in the boondocks because of how muddy his truck was. So I was hoping he did sell some. "I know someone that's been looking for some, but I was going to get it for them."

He quickly goes back to fixing the door, and says, "Y-yeah. I'll uh... give you my address b-before I l-leave."

Score one for Levi. Maybe I could get close to this brat. It's been awhile since I've had a boyfriend.

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AN:

Sorry! Gonna cut this short! I MIGHT HAVE JUST BOUGHT A RANGER LIKE EREN'S ONLY ITS GREY! OIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!