Million Dollar Model

Chapter 7 - Burnt Cookies & Lemonade

October 31, 2013

Titan Chronical, 10:21 AM

"I fucking hate kids. It's so fucking simple brat, what do you not fucking get about it?" Eren sliced lemon and placed the pieces in the glass container containing ice and water. He glanced up and handed a slice to Levi.

"Look at the lemon then think about yourself," Eren continued to place lemon slices into the water before turning on his heels.

"The only similarities the lemon and I share is we're bitter and sour. Make people cringe and hate it."

"Unless," he stood on his toes and stretched his arm above his head reaching the bag of sugar. He walked back over and opened the bag. He pinched the white, sugary dust and threw some on Levi. "Lemons are sweet."

"Are you suggesting I should be nicer?... because it's not fucking happening. I don't care how many fruit metaphors you use or what bullshit item you want to compare me to. I'm not a nice person."

"Well you're going to have to change that attitude today. You can't throw around the f word when we get there."

Levi rolled his eyes. He watched Eren pour sugar into the container before mixing the beverage together. It's been one month. The sensation of October finally set in and the chills of November were coming. The Eren-Levi hype has finally calmed but Eren was still doing small jobs for Garrison and Recon Agency. Even Eren and Levi's "relationship" was still a thing but now between the two males they were friends. Or that's what Eren could consider them as. Today was Halloween. And Garrison arranged a day where Eren and Levi would head to an orphanage and take children trick or treating. Now Levi was quick to say, "I'm not their mommy, why the hell should I leave the comfort of my home and go out with a bunch of rotten brats and walk around a neighborhood full of even more rotten brats for fucking candy I can buy at the store?"

Eren told him otherwise. Plus Eren saw this as a opportunity to head back to his birth town and take a bittersweet trip down memory lane. But Levi had no business knowing that.

"I have to have a filter around them?"Levi raised a brow and held the lemon in his hand as he watched Eren bend down to place the container of juice in the fridge. A smirk swept his face. "You compared me to a lemon so I'll do you. This lemon has a good feel. Probably like your ass." Monotone. How the hell could Levi say that with a dead voice and straight face?

Eren closed the fridge and walked to the counter. "You can't say I have a "nice ass" around them either."

He handed the lemon back to Eren and said, "They deserve to know. They'll probably acknowledge it too."

"That's... I'm so fucking used to you." Levi smiled light before it disappeared. "What happened to Dont drop the F bomb, Mr. I'm so fucking innocent? And I'm not a role model. No child should ever take after me. Which is why I'll never have kids and why I fucking hate them."

"That's not a reason to dislike kids, you old bat."

"And what makes you such a perfect citizen?"

"I... I just want to help out. I wasn't born with a silver spoon and a gold bonnet, you know!"

"Aren't bonnets mostly worn by women?"

Eren rubbed the back of his neck. "Yeah... it was my mother's bonnet and on cold nights she would give it to me. But that's not the point, it wasn't gold! The point is, it reminds me of myself in a way and I understand what they're going through. The only difference is I had my mom, they only have each other when the times get tough."

"Where was your dad?"

Eren blinked. He looked past Levi then inhaled. "He would usually be at the bar and hitting on prostitutes," Eren unzipped his jacket and held up his white button up shirt half way his abdominal. Levi eyes widen slightly taking in the light purple large marking on Eren's side trailing along his stomach with healed cuts varying sizes. "and when he got home, he would hit on me. B-but that wasn't when I was a baby, I was around seven when he first hit me."