“So? Where are we headed to?” Hanji asked as we walked out to the car. The sun was setting, and the sky was beginning to gradually grow darker. Some of the stars were already shining as well. Hanji looked down at me, a smile across her lips. I was a bit surprised to see a touch of makeup surrounding her eyes, I didn’t know her to be the kind of woman to wear makeup too often, so it was new to me. Probably a suggestion from Grace, I presumed. Half of her hair was pulled up into a little ponytail at the back of her head, and the rest hung loose around her shoulders. She kept her hair up so often, I almost forgot how long it really was.
I shrugged, clicking the unlock button of my keys. My truck honked at us, the headlights blinking as it woke up. I reached down to adjust my shirt, brushing it off even though there was nothing to brush off. “I really don’t know, I thought that since you were the one who decided to go out tonight that I’d let you pick where we go,” I told her, opening the driver’s seat door and plopping down into the seat. Hanji opened up the passenger door as I shoved the key into the ignition, sitting down next to me.
“Well,” Hanji started, reaching for her seatbelt. She pulled it across her body, clicking it into place as she slammed the door shut behind her. I revved up the truck as I waited for her to speak up again. “I was thinking that since you were so kind to agree to go out, I’d let you choose. Besides, I was the one that decided what we do, why don’t you go ahead and decide where we go?”
“I couldn’t do that,” I said, shaking my head as I pulled out, guiding the vehicle down the road. “You suggested going out, and clearly you had to have had something in mind when you said we go out for dinner.”
“Yeah, but I really don’t have any preference on where we go. I’m good with anything. You choose.”
“Hanji, no,” I protested, “you really should be the one to choose-“
“Okay, here,” Hanji said, interrupting me as she shook her head. “How about we just head back into town and the first place we see, we’ll go to. Whether it’s the best food we’ve ever eaten or the biggest flop in history, we’ll make the best of it,” she said with a shrug. “How does that sound?”
“It sounds good enough,” I stated under my breath, rounding the corner we had reached. We drove down several streets once we had exited Eld’s neighborhood, each of us searching the buildings lining the streets. So far, we hadn’t come across any restaurants. After a few minutes, Hanji squealed, tapping on the glass of her window excitedly.
“Pizza! We could go for pizza!” She exclaimed, turning to me with a large smile. I leaned over as I slowed my pace, realizing that she indeed was right. It was a home-owned place, not a big name franchise. I glanced over to Hanji and shrugged as I glided into the parking lot of the restaurant while she pumped her fists in the air. “Yes! Pizza, pizza, pizza,” she chanted, giggling under her breath. We weren’t even inside yet and I had to remind myself that we were just friends. I was not allowed to think that each and every one of her quirks were adorable, even if they were totally, undeniably adorable. We were only friends and nothing more. God, this was going to be a long night.
I jumped out of the car and raced around to the other side before Hanji even had the chance to open her door. I grabbed the handle and yanked the door open, nearly hitting myself in the face with it as I held it open for Hanji. It wasn’t a date, but I wanted to be a gentleman. Hanji smiled and unbuckled her seatbelt, swiveling around in her seat to get out. I held my other hand out for her, and she took it as she stepped out of the truck. “Wow, looks like I landed myself a gentleman tonight,” she teased, walking ahead of me and into the building.
As soon as we walked inside, we were greeted by a young waitress who couldn’t have been any older than twenty. “Just you two?” she asked, gesturing to Hanji and I with the menus in her arm and a smile on her lips.
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Ordinary Hero (Attack on Titan // LeviHan)
FanfictionMeet Levi Ackerman, a man in his mid-thirties who's too short to reach the top shelf. He always believed that his future would never stray from his current routine - wake up, run the bar, go home and sleep, repeat. Levi believed that there was nothi...