Ereri

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Eren P.O.V

He was the cutest person I had ever laid my eyes on. Black skinny jeans, navy blue tight top that made him looked fucking ripped and a black leather jacket that made him look cocky. But still cute.

All I knew about this mystery man was that he came into the coffee shop I worked at every Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday, he ordered a caramel cappuccino every time and that his name was Levi Ackerman. He was sexy as fuck.

As you could probably already tell I have a major crush on this guy, and all he knows me as it the mute waiter at a coffee shop that took his order. At least he knows me as something, right? As a result of having a crush on Levi, you could probably infer that I'm gay. And you would be correct. I have known since I was 9 when I started having a crush on my best friend Armin, one day I stupidly decided to kiss him. Which ended with me getting a punch in the face from his sister Historia. 9 years later and here I am working in a crappy coffee shop drooling over a guy I will never be good enough for in a million lifetimes. Maybe I will find my soulmate soon? My adopted sister Mikasa always says that she feels sorry for my soulmate as I'm always finding a way to injure myself with objects that shouldn't be harmful, many times I have come home with blisters all over my hands and up arm as a result of being too focused on Levi and not looking at where my hand/arm is when I start the coffee machine.

Just like today as any other day, I have come into work with bandages covering my left hand and wrist.

But today was different.

When Levi took of his jacket I could see bandages smothering his left hand and wrist just like mine. But it is just a coincidence. So I snapped out of my daze and walked over to where he was sat and took his order. I already knew what he would have but it would be a bit creepy to just down right give it to him assuming he wants what he usually haves. I walked over to where he was sat and gave him a welcoming smile.

"The usual." He said coldly. As normal. I nodded my head abnormally quickly and scurried away to behind the counter. As i was making the 'usual' drink, the bell that signalled a customer coming through the door chimed and a pretty strawberry roan walked in and sat very close to Levi. Maybe she was his Girlfriend? No, cant be. He looks too disgusted by her presence for them to be a couple. I finished making the drink and took it over to the table where he and the girl were sat. I set down Levi's drink and looked at the ginger, then back at him.

I looked at this girl and cocked my head, as if to say 'do you want anything?'. Levi scowled in her direction.

"No. She'll be leaving soon." He grunted.

"Awwwww!! But Leviii" She wined. Pushing herself closer to him. If that was even possible. Levi then gave me the look of 'This bitch is about to be the death of me, save me'. I subtlety but quickly nodded my head and mouthed the words 'I'm sorry' to him. He gave me a puzzled look but understood soon enough as i knocked his drink over. All on the annoying girl. She instantly squealed, drawing the attention of most of the people in the small shop. And Levi just sat their with a little smirk on his face. One of my work colleagues came and escorted her to the back room to get her cleaned up.

Levi looked at me and motioned me to sit down. A light blush dusted my face as shuffled my way to the seat opposite him. I grabbed the napkin that was on the table and pulled a pen out my pocket. 'sorry' I wrote, showing it to him before i carried on writing. 'Do you want me to get you another drink?'

"Sure Brat, why not." He said. I stood up and made him another drink. I walked over and gave it to him. 'Free' i mouthed at him. He nodded. I pointed to behind the counter and mouthed 'Shift' and waved as i walked off.

15 minutes later Levi walked out of the shop and as usual, i went to get his cup. But this time, beside his empty cup was a little note scribbled on a napkin, reading:

7896-956-453 (fake number) call me, Levi.

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