Million Dollar Model

Chapter 8 - Strawberry Zabaglione

A/N: Some lime lies ahead.

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Levi's Home

6:24 PM

"Levi, what's in the bag~ I wanna know~!"

The male gripped the handle on the prongs as flipped the thick chunk of ham, the smell of grilled ham and seasoning filled the backyard and scented the lively home. Quickly, he kneeled down and pushed the bag closer to his foot.

"What's. in. the bag?!" Hanji nearly shouted, she smiled widely and jumped waiting for the answer.

"None of your fucking business, four eyes. Now sit your annoying ass down."

"I'm bored! Erwin won't let me watch TV!"

Levi rolled his eyes. "That's not my problem. Go play with Petra or something, I'm busy."

"But she's upstairs with Auruo!" Levi's ears perked up hearing this. He narrowed his eyes dangerously unintentionally and mumbled, "Doing what, exactly?"

Hanji laughed like a madman, she hooked an arm around Levi and cooed, "I didn't know you were into that pervy stuff~ but I tried to listen but I couldn't hear anything but mumbling."

Levi pushed her away in disgust. "You say I'm the pervert?" Levi looked back when he heard the door unlock followed by footsteps, Mikasa's voice then Erwin's voice.

"Tell Mikasa come here, four eyes. Now you have something to do." Hanji left quickly. Her annoying voice asking Mikasa to go into the backyard and when Mikasa was there, Levi turned to his younger sibling.

"I want you to watch the food," He picked up the white bag and handed the prongs to her. "Why should I do this? I picked up Eren and his mom like you said. You can finish dinner."

"It's only for a few minuets. I'll come back down and help you, okay?" The woman stared at her brother, trying to read his expression before nodding her head and walking to the grill. "Hurry up." She said simply.

Levi mumbled a quick thanks and walked inside his home. He noticed Carla and Hanji sitting in the living room; Hanji bombarding Eren's mom with questions about his personal life. He then realized Eren was in the kitchen and paced towards it.

He entered the kitchen, cautious of Isabel's tail. He looked up to see Eren sitting at the kitchen counter, quickly typing away at his phone. Too busy to notice Levi standing only a few inches from him.

"I would hope you're not associating yourself another lover," Eren looked up quickly. He noticed Levi's voice was more enigmatic than sarcastic. He could see a faint playful smirk ghosting his lips. His eyes then wandered to the white bag from...

Dear god...

A bad feeling emerged from his stomach as thoughts circulated from his mind, thinking about what Levi was going to do. "What, you staring at me like I killed your dog and dangled him in front of you." Those infamous dark, dreadful attempts at humor that only Levi would find enjoyable and not the least bit disgusting.

"I-I'm not! I... I'm not talking to another lover, it's Armin. And you're not my lover, old man!" Levi scoffed and walked closer to Eren. When he was standing in front of the younger male, he shoved the bag into Eren's chest and smirked darkly.

"Remember when I said, and I quote: Don't worry about it, I'll think of something?" Eren responded with a timid shake of his head.

"Well I thought about it brat. And I'm sure it'll be fun... for me."

Eren set the bag down. "I'm not putting that thing on! It's yours, not mine! You're taking this whole "relationship" scandal to a new level. I know we're still a "thing" but we're at home. No paparazzi, no fans. Plus my mom is here!... And I don't care what sick kinks you want to satisfy."