Run Out

Chapter Three

'That's not the Eren I remember.'

A single thought would run through the group's head for days. Considering Levi had used his family's rich status to get a fucking penthouse, one that happened to be in Eren's building, they were each staying at Levi's place and his girlfriend Petra's place. Girls at Petra's, guys at Levi's. Simple, right?

Nothing's ever simple with this lot.

The girls, mainly Mikasa, had an air of tension surrounding them.

The asian girl's eyes narrowed, as she studied them individually.

'They liked what they saw... they never noticed him before, does he genuinely need to get nude and high for them to even look his way? ... pathetic.'

"So," Sasha began, her eyes darting to Mikasa quickly, "Armin! It's good to see him, right?"

Mikasa's brow furrowed.

"Yeah, I guess," she spoke, which earned a collective gasp from everyone (except Ymir, the contrarian bitch), "What?" She asked, legitimately confused.

"You actually spoke," Mina spoke up, excitement in her eyes, "You actually fucking spoke! It's been five hours, Mika!" She yelled.

Mikasa cringed.

"Love ya, Mika!"

'You don't get to call me that.'

"Yes, yes, I know, it was just a... shock, to see him and whatever Eren's become."

The girls nodded.

And then Ymir opened her mouth.

"New Eren's hot. Dunno what you were thinking." She simply shrugged.

Mikasa teared up, burying her face in her scarf.

"What? I was just sayin'." She questioned, as Historia glared her down.

-Levi's-

"We gonna see him again?"

"For the last fucking time, Connie," Jean sighed, "We're gonna visit him tomorrow."

Connie paused.

'Finally!'

"Y'know, it's been four days, reckon we're gonna see him agai-"

"WILL YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP?" Thomas yelled, clearly at the last straw, before his face turned from that of anger to one of confusion, "Wait, guys, where's Reiner?"

The guys looked around, and Connie looked deep in thought.

"Haven't seen him since we left, actually."

'Huh,' Jean pondered, 'I wonder where he is? Eh, doesn't matter.'

"Right," a new voice interrupted (one they immediately recognised as Levi), "I need you to gather the rest of your ragtag gang, we're visiting Yeager early."

They grinned, and proceeded to text the girls.

"The fucker's getting noise complaints again," Levi growled uncharacteristically, "I'm gonna kill him one of these days, I swear to God."

Connie looked puzzled.

"Why do you hate him so much, Mr. Perfect?"

The guys grimaced as Levi's expression faltered.

"I... he... he fucked my girl."

The bald shit had the audacity to snicker.

-Fifteen Minutes Later, Floor Eleven-