Timeless (Ereri/Riren Fic) (DISCONTINUED)

New York, 1925

*Levi's POV*

Levi sighed as he walked around his suburban home with a feather duster. He sent Eren off with on of the staff to show him to a guest room, spending the time he had to himself to make sure his home was spotless. Huh. So the shitty maids did their jobs after all. After thoroughly inspecting his house, he went back to his room, closing the door behind him. 

Lighting a cigar. he walked out onto the balcony, looking out along the area. As he looked around, the ravenette noticed the balcony doors for Eren's room were open. Staring at them, he wondered what the brat was even doing. Seeing that Eren wasn't coming onto the balcony anytime soon, he turned back to his room, walking toward his bathroom and turning on the shower. He felt filthy, which was one thing he loathed about the warehouse. Always so filthy, no matter his best attempts to clean it. Walking back out to the open balcony, he finished his cigar, tossing the butt of it off the three-story height when he caught a glimpse of the brunette staring out into the open, admiring Levi's well kept home, the pool and other grand entertainments, his blue-green eyes looking curiously at the gated garden toward the east.

"Oi, brat."

Eren looked over to the other balcony, seeing Levi standing there. He gave him a grateful smile before he spoke. "Your house is amazing, I wish I could live in a place like this," he said longingly, staring back out to the vast estate. Levi scoffed, leaning against the railing of the balcony.

"Trust me, you don't want a big ass house like this. Not enough people to fill the rooms. It feels empty all the damn time," Levi said, almost bitterly. Eren turned to the older man, also leaning against the railing. "But you're so popular, everyone loves you. You could have parties and balls and dinners and all types of celebrations and plenty of people would come," He noted.

"Yes," Levi admitted. "But no one who matters. I'm going to  take a shower, then we're going out to a meeting. Erwin should be here soon, so go finish whatever the hell you were doing and go downstairs and wait for him. I'll be down soon enough." He instructed before turning back into his room and closing the balcony doors.

Levi stood under the warm water, the droplets wetting his entire head and body. He ran his hands through his hair, making it slick back and he sighed. He replayed his conversation with Eren over and over in his mind.

 "But you're so popular, everyone loves you. You could have parties and balls and dinners and all types of celebrations and plenty of people would come,"  

Yes, they would, Levi thought, not even moving to use the soap, just staring at the tile in the shower. But no one who actually loves me, no one who would actually matter, not to me anyway.... No one I'd even want to deal with. People are so shitty when you're rich, no mater how you became so. They don't give a flying fuck about what you do, as long as their end of the bargain stays the same. Tch....that brat has no idea....

Levi finally ended his mental conversation and cleaned up, stepping out the shower and retrieving a towel. Once dried and dressed, he made his way downstairs, fixing his suspenders and grumbling at how easy that got tangled. 

"Levi, there you are," a familiar and deep voice said as the short man walked down the massive steps. 

"Erwin," Levi said, looking up from fixing his clothing and gave an acknowledging nod to the tall blonde, looking at Eren who was standing next to him. The brat had taken the time to change into something more suitable for a meeting. He looked pretty good in suits and ties anyway. But something about the outfit was off....what was it.

"Erwin, don't tell me you started playing dress-up with my brat," he said, now noticing the bow tie around Eren's neck. Wearing a bow tie was more of and Erwin thing. Erwin ignored him, reaching over to adjust Eren's bow tie.