EREN'S POV (like for now. I'm going to alternate between perspectives so you can get both, levi's opinion of eren's ass and eren's opinion of levi's ass...so on so forth etc.).
"Wh-who are...?" I stuttered, taking in the appearance of this magically appearing raven. He was leaning against the wall opposite the door and regarding me with cold, steel eyes that seemed as though they were staring right through me. Dark locks of hair fell neatly parted on his head while the undersides had been shaved. What really surprised me was the fact that i had to actually look down on him to notice his pale features. He had to be standing...at least a head shorter than me. I tilted my head slightly, observing him.
He could look really hot if he wasn't wearing such a sulky expression...wait...did i just say hot?? Nonononono eren you are straight, remember?
I felt my face heating for the third, goddamn time today when i realised that i had been standing here gawping at this guy like a fish. What does he think of me? I was just freaking staring at him for 30 seconds.
He crossed his arms and stared at me expectantly, his piercing, grey eyes boring into mine.
"H-hello I'm E-eren" I muttered. I suddenly became aware of how the laces of my sneakers were slightly crooked. I stared at them intently, wondering if anything would happen if i whacked my heels together three times. Anything to get me away from that intense stare.
Oh man i hope the rest of them aren't like this, i prayed silently. First a boss who has no clue regarding personal space and now this guy with his intense eyes...tight shirt exposing the fact that this guy could totally beat the crap out of me if he wanted to.
Was it a six...? No eight pack?? No way. What use would an eight pack be for a guy working in a cafe?
"Rivaille"
I jumped at the sound of his voice. Weirdly harsh but quiet at the same time. Like honey oozing over-
"Oi"
My eyes snapped back up to see that he had magically disappeared. Weird how he can do that...
"Brat!!" He snapped. I jumped, glancing over to see him waiting at the end of the hallway leading to the kitchen. He gestured for me to follow him before disappearing around the corner. I hurried after him, stumbling slightly as i tried to catch up to him. He walked through the kitchen area not even bothering to glance back to see if i was even following him or not.
I finally caught up to him at the front counter of the small cafe. There were a few people milling about the entrance and an old couple seated in the far corner. Turning to, what i assumed would be my trainer for the next week or two i found myself, once again, under the gaze of those cold eyes.
"Um...did you say Ravioli?" I asked quietly averting my eyes.
"Tch. Brat. My name is Revaille." He said glaring at me. He turned to the register situated on the counter. "We'll start with taking orders."
Ok I'm sorry this was really short and was legit just Eren staring at Levi. Oh and about levi...i called him Revaille in this cause i know a Levi and it'd be kinda strange to...uh...you'll see in the later chapters ok? I know it's still kinda boring but I'm gettin there k?
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Bittersweet Coffee
FanfictionWhen Eren applies for a job at a small cafe, Levi is responsible for 'training' Eren Things are all dandy until Levi notices the bandages wrapped around Eren's wrists... Oh and this might be triggering for some o ya'll out there (obviously) Thank...