Of tea, apples and embarrassing dates // Ereri //

2- Levi smiles a little at clean surfaces

He's begun eating breakfast at this place on a gray morning the winter before, when he had gotten up feeling the absolute worst and hadn't found it in himself to prepare something at home. At first he was going for no breakfast at all, but then he had walked past the coffee shop and his stomach had grumbled in a way that was close to menacing.

The reason he's become a usual, though, is how much he has come to enjoy the place itself: not only the tea is utterly good (honestly, he would sue any shitty bar that had dared to serve him the minimarket tasteless tea), but the shop is always, with no exception, clean and well kept. Is it the first thing someone would notice when coming into a coffee shop? Well, no. But is it the first essential requirement in Levi's point of view? Yes, no shit.

It's been more than a year now, but he still denies himself the real reason he regularly comes is actually Eren- ehm, the young man behind the perfectly clean counter. Really tho, it is clean. Almost shiny. He absentmindedly smiles at the thought: there's no use denying the satisfaction a clean place gives him. There is no other place in the area where he can enjoy his tea without the itching need of cleaning a disturbing stain on the counter.

A huffed laugh calls him back to reality. The boy -oh, fuck it, who is he even trying to fool? Eren is watching him with amusement and he's totally not trying to hide it while he places the steaming cup in front of him.

Levi instantly comes back to his stoic expression. He is not gonna betray himself today.

"Woah, how grumpy all of a sudden. I'm sure I saw you smile just now."

Levi snorts and ignores him. The only answer the boy is allowed to get is nothing more than an arched eyebrow.