Million Dollar Model

Chapter 12 - Blueberry Scones

Author notes are annoying~

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"Hanji, shut the fuck up!"

Ahh. Such a serene way to start the day. Well... Not exactly. This morning was much more "peaceful" for than the current situation at hand.

Levi's wake up call was a painful slap to his face with lubricant by none other than the Recon's Agency's very own talent scout. Then he was held back by his boss because Erwin didn't need one of his most successful client behind bars for assault against a woman. Not to mention the "small" kitchen fire because said talent agent left eggs, bacon and sausage on the stove on high and completely forgot about it. Another broken vace and a pissed off cat.

And to make the day even better, stuck in your car forced to listen to shitty music.

Erwin didn't seem to mind with those ear buds buried deeply in his ear to cancel out all other sounds except for what he was listening to. Lucky, lucky bastard. The blonde sat in the back seat scrolling through important dates and conferences while Levi had to sit up front and act as a shofar to them.

Finally, Levi growled.

"I fucking swear. Turn this shit down or get the fuck out."

Hanji raised a brow and turned the knob backwards. The model signed in relief as the radio was at a low volume. "Are you still mad?"

"What the fuck do you think?"

"I don't see why it was such a big deal."

Levi's cold eyes glanced over the talent scout. "You almost burned my house down you shit. With us in it."

"Yeah so?"

"I'm in my early twenties and I still have shit to live for. I don't feel like getting reincarnated. Especially if it was your fault. That's a shitty way to die."

"I saw something interesting, it was nothing bad!"

Levi gripped the wheel and chewed his bottom lip. "How the hell does a twenty six year old woman get distracted by the wiggles? Think about that. We could've burned because of grown men dressed up in different colors who sing and dance and shit."

"Stuff happens..." Hanji muttered.

Levi scoffed. "You should be ashamed of yourself." Levi made a left and eased off the gas a little, taking a quick glance in the rear view mirror.

"Can we get Taco Bell?" Hanji asked out of the blue.

"I don't give a fuck. You deserve to starve for that bullshit you pulled this morning."

Hanji groaned. She smiled wide and cooed. "Oh come on, don't be that way! Pull that thong out your ass~"

Hanji pulled at Levi's cheek and the man smacked it away as if it were a fly. "Don't be disgusting. Walk your ass across the street and get food on your own time, I want to visit Mikasa and Eren."

It's been two days since Eren's discharge and contact with him was kept at a minimum. Small texts exchanged consisting of vulgar jokes, witty remarks and bitter comments. But that was all Levi needed to keep him satisfied. And it pleased him to know that the brat didn't really seem to give a fuck what Levi was talking about and he replied with something equally as bad as a retort. And that's how Levi knew his brat was alright and back to his usual nerdy self.

"Ohhhhh. I see," Hanji started. "You wanna try to get in Eren's pant- whoa!" Levi slammed on the breaks and looked at Hanji with venom in his eyes.

"Shut the fuck. Up!"

~.~

Eren sat at the counter, half listening to Marco ramble about school, Jean, and Armin occasionally throwing in Annie, Reiner, and Bertholt. The teen sipped quietly on orange juice.