I know I shouldn't be doing this, but after years of having this damn show on my watch list I finally got around to watching it (legit on Ep.1 Season 3 as I write this) and I'm literally in love with everything. The settings, the art style, the plot...
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Levi: Just as he had asked (demanded) the night before, Levi had reserved a spot at the nicest restaurant he could find. And you... well, of course you're running late. . . ~~
"Oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god..." You murmured to yourself over and over again, rounding the corner like a track athlete as the flow of your dress frayed in the wind behind you. You gripped one black heel in each hand, arms and legs pumping as you hoped your bare feet wouldn't land on a small yet painfully sharp rock. You hated being late to events and meetings. Not only that, but you were actually quite excited for the dinner, wondering what type of weird mission this could be. But the one thing that kept circling back to you as you frequently watched the sun begin to set was a simple: 'Don't be late. Kepish?'
"He's gonna kill me!" You whined. And before you could thrash open the door to the restaurant, a firm hand cooly placed itself on top of your own. You let your (E/C) eyes trace the hand up his arm and to the face, pulling away instantly upon realizing just exactly who it was.
"Captain..."
"Brat." Now it was his turn to scan you, taking in your disheveled figure. A deep red dress, now wrinkled as you awkwardly attempted to smooth it out, but your light makeup in tact. You looked-
"You look formidable enough, I suppose. Do you plan on going in barefoot?" You gave him a clueless stare before shifting your gaze down to your own feet, face going hot as you attempted to slip your heels back on as fast as possible.
"Sorry, sir. I just lost track of time and-"
"Tch. No need to be so formal. Levi is just fine for tonight. I'm treating you, after all."
"You- I... huh?" You stammered in confusion. This wasn't some sort of mission? He only rolled his eyes, grabbing your wrist before practically pulling you inside.
"Well, you clean up nicely. Levi." To this day, the man won't talk about how desperately he tried to hide his blush with the collar of his tux at the sound of your voice calling his name.
~ ☆ ~
Eren: In a simple series of events, you had dropped Eren on his ass several times. "Best two outta' three!" He called and he only kept increasing the number since then. Sure, everyday it was getting harder and harder to beat him due to his skills improving. But for now, you could only wonder how many more days and just how many more beatings he'd take before he would finally call it. Because personally, you didn't mind. You now had an unlikely friend, after all... ~~
"I really do enjoy our little lunch dates..." You trailed, barely picking at the portion of food Eren had slid towards you with reluctance.
