The Issue

Chapter 17

AN:

Hey y'all! Sorry for the super late update.Doin my rounds around the apartments, so I decided to go ahead and write a chapter. So, I guess I'll start- hey! What are you doing? I'm taking over. With what?! What happened this morning, you idiot. Oooh. Yeah. About my truck. We charged the battery for four fucking hours, and the damn thing would barely start to roll the windows up. It was bad. This morning, my dad, aka my boss, charged it for ten minutes and was able to start it and move the mother fucker. Okay, okay, you told the story. Now, can we write the chapter? Sure. We can. I mean me! Not you! Only me! Nope. Too late bitch. Crap.

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Levi's POV

Fuck. I'm tired. But, what do I expect after texting Eren all night? This morning I had a couple of classes, so I had to drag myself out of bed. Then, I realized as soon as I got out of class, I had work.

And that's what I'm doing right now. Trying to reason with this annoying teenager that no, this coffee shop does not have any chocolate jelly bean lattes. I swear, I just want to reach over this damn counter and slap her ducking face so hard she won't need braces anymore.

Taking a deep breath so I won't beat the hell out of the shitty brat, I call my boss over. Letting him handle her, I go get the next person in line their coffee.

Coffee is nasty. No, not just nasty, it's fucking revolting. Tea is so much better. My favorite tea is black tea, but that's rare anymore. It seems like stores hardly ever carry it.

After what seems like for-fucking-ever, five finally rolls around. Which means my shift is over. I look at my line, seeing about three more people. The rest of the shop is empty. Might as well finish this line.

In my mind, I actually smile when I come to the last person. One last brat, then I'm done for today.

"Hi. Welcome The Coffee Shot. How may I help you?" I kept my usual monotone voice. There were two rules I had learned here: don't speak with emotion, and don't make eye contact. Because if you do, suddenly the customer wants to tell you their life story.

"I know plenty of ways that you could help me. But, as of right now, I'll have a hot chocolate." My eyes shoot up at Eren's voice. I never told him where I work. He never asked, so I never told.

I smirk as I start making his drink. "So, brat, what are you doing here?" He cringes at his nickname.

Eren crosses his arms over his chest. "Well, I wanted some hot chocolate. This place has the best, and I didn't get any this morning. So, I decided to get some on the way home. But it was a nice suprise to see you in here."

"Yeah. This is where I work." I hand him his drink, then take two dollars out of my pocket and put it in the register. "Tsk. Obviously. And before you say something, I'm paying."

The brat only rolls his eyes. "Ugh. Whatever. Hey, where's your car? I didn't see it outside."

I shrug and gesture for him to follow me to the lounge so I can clock out. When he does, I answer him. "I walked to class. Then from class I walked to this shit hole. So, I didn't drive."

Eren rubs the back of his neck. "S-so.... I was going to just swing by your apartment, but since your here, I-I was wondering if you would like to...come hang out with Armin, Mikasa, Jean and I tonight. We're having a g-game night. At m-my house." He looks so cute when his cheeks are this red. And I never call anything cute.

I clock out, then take my apron off and put it in a big ziplock bag. After putting that bag in another and making sure it was sealed, I put germ-x on my hands and made sure they were clean. I hate working with the fucking public.

Taking his hand, I lead him back out to the front. "Sure. When do you want me to come over?"

"Well, what are you doing for the rest of the day?"

"Nothing."

Eren takes his arm and drapes it around my shoulder while still holding my hand. "Do you wanna go somewhere for a while? You could pick this time."

Lately we've been going out a lot. The brat had this idea that we could introduce each other to the other's comfort zone. So that means when he picks, it's something he always does in the country, and when I pick, it's something I do in the city. It's surprisingly interesting.

"Okay. How about we go to the library?" I love the library. Mostly because almost nobody ever goes there, so it stays pretty damn clean. Not my clean, but it's not bad.

Eren nods his head, then leads me to his truck. But I highly doubt that we'll make it to the library, because as soon as he climbs in, I can't help but sliding across the seat and placing my lips on his. At first he's surprised, but then he puts his hands on the sides of my face.

The kiss was only supposed to be a kiss, nothing else, but all innocence is lost when he takes my bottom lip in his teeth and gently sucks. I put my hands in his hair and kiss him deeper. When he doesn't open his mouth, I feel him smile. Then I softly squeeze his side, making him gasp. This allows me to slip my tongue in his mouth, and he quietly moans. I don't even care that I'm willingly touching the inside of someone's mouth. Because this is amazing. I explore his mouth, and after a couple more minutes, pull away.

"We better go, brat. My boss might come out here to see what's going on." Before I can get back in my seat, he pulls me in for a last kiss.

"You're mean. We better finish that later, Levi." I nod, then tell him how to get to the library. This has never happened before. There's this feeling....in my chest...it almost makes me feel...full? Oh fuck. This must be what it feels like to...be in love?

But...I'm Levi Ackerman. I can take candy from a baby and not feel sorry. The only emotion I've ever expressed is being pissed off. So how can I be in love?