Levi and Riaville

Divine

Mikasa glared at him when he sat down at the table.

"Eren, I heard about you talking to that new kid. Why are you noticing him?!"

Eren raised an eyebrow. "Jealous, much? I don't see why, since we're not dating."

It wasn't a secret that he had rejected her when she had confessed.

She growled. Mikasa looked like she was ready to explode, and Armin stepped between them.

"Guys, stop fighting. Why can't you just calm down?"

Eren huffed, but listened. Mikasa glared, but she sat back down.

Armin rolled his eyes at his friends. "Honestly, you two. Are all you're good at is picking fights and making trouble?"

Eren snorted. "Like you're one to talk. You're the one with a crush on Mr. Smith!"

Armin blushed.

"H-huh?! How does that contribute to the conversation?!"

Crash!

They all turned towards the sound.

Levi was on the floor, tears in his eyes, as soup drenched his small, shaking form. His tray was upside down, a mess of food on the floor.

Eren could see Jean's leg pulled back in, and he felt pissed.

Why that horse-faced bastard!!

Everyone started to laugh and jeer. Levi sniffled, but he didn't cry. Even Mikasa started to laugh. Armin only looked at the omega in worry.

Eren stood up, slamming his hands on the table. Immediately, everyone was silent.

He growled, thick alpha pheromones rolling from him in fury. "Don't. Mess. With. Him."

Levi stared at him in awe as Eren approached him.

He stuck out his hand, making people gasp and scream.

Levi took it shyly and Eren picked him up, glaring at everyone.

As he led him through the halls, Eren's heart was beating like a rocket. Levi's hand was smooth and warm in his own, and that almost made him blush but he controlled himself, just barely.

He gently lead him to the bathroom, pushing him inside. "Get yourself cleaned up."

Levi blinked at the demand, but nodded anyways. He started to clean himself off, remorse and shame on his face because of his stained clothing.

Eren noticed, and he stuck his head out of the door, startling a few students.

"Hey!" He barked. "Get me some clothes."

Students immediately raced to obey his orders and scrambled over each other. Two guys collided into each other, probably bruising something.

Eren didn't even wince.

Who gave a shit about these peasants?

A girl handed him a folded clump of clothes, and he nodded at her. She squealed, and jumped up and down like she won the lottery for 100 billion dollars.

He rolled his eyes and when he noticed that they were girl clothes, he threw them at Levi, who stared at it, confused.

"Just wear it."

Levi nodded, as he had no other choice. He went into the stall, and started to change, which Eren knew because of the rustling of clothing.

The brunette wiped his hands on his shirt as if it was contaminated by girl cooties or something as equally childish.

After a few minutes, Eren spoke up, impatient.

"Are you done? Get out, already!"

Levi muttered something, and he stepped out. (A/n: outfit above)

Suddenly, Eren wanted to hug the girl that had gotten him the clothes.

Levi was wearing a cute, oversized, tan sweater and red skirt, along with black pantyhose.

He blushed, and clutched his arms.

"H-how do I look?"

His blue eyes glanced up and Eren just about melted.

"You look cute," he said finally.

Levi flushed, but a smile came upon his face.

He looks so pretty...

He'd look even prettier with tears in his eyes and bruises on his skin, a dark voice whispered.

And Eren wanted to agree.

What would this pale skinned ravenette look with glistening wet eyes and purple marks, the symbol of dominance and possession, on his throat?

Divine.

He would look divine.