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

5- Levi is flexible enough to do a split

He hasn't stopped for breakfast this morning, as well as he hadn't the day before too. It's not that he wasn't hungry, it's just that he is still too embarrassed from that day and needs to process his awkwardness a bit more before being able to step back into the coffeeshop and face the so not hot guy.

Needless to say, he's starving.

On the other hand, though, he managed to open his gym ahead of time today and he's now having some extra time to exercise a little on his own. Being the owner of the gym, it is hard exercising when the multitude of customers requires your help, so he's particularly enjoying this moment for himself.

At least, it has been beautiful until it lasted. The first client of the day comes in accompanied by the jingling sound of the bell at the entrance and Levi slightly raises his head to greet the client. "Hi! Do you need any help? Otherwise feel free to go to the changing room and do as you prefer."

"Actually, I'm new there. I'd like to join the membership."

Levi freezes. He hasn't recognized the voice, right? It isn't his voice, right??

Well, he realizes as he stands up and eyes the entrance, it fucking is.

Eren stops a second and then smiles widely, eyes shining in realization. "Now I get why you're always wearing sporty clothes."

"Aren't you working today?"

"It's my free day today, actually."

"Ah, uh, right. It's Thursday." He suddenly freezes, once again, and he'd like to slap himself on the face, fucking hard, because did he really reveal he knows when he's not at the coffee shop?

No wonder the little shit is grinning so wide it's almost creepy.

Levi clears his throat. Where are heart attacks when you need them, anyway? "Okay, mh, so. I need you to provide me a health certificate -you can bring it to me as soon as you have it, it doesn't necessarily need to be the next time you come here- and, uhm, now I'll have you read some terms and let you sign some sheets. Are you already informed about the cost and the payment methods?"

"I am. I looked it up on the website."

"Good. Then, as for now, you can go change and when you'll come back we're going to try some exercises and see what works for you. Yeah."

Eren nods, an unexplainable grin on his red lips, and heads toward the changing room.

"Fuck," Levi murmurs under his breath. He's doomed.

***

He decided to wait for him while stretching a little bit more, and ends up regretting it when Eren comes back and finds him in the middle of a split, his torso sticking to his front leg and both hands grabbing his feet.

Actually, Eren isn't showing a mocking look, he seems quite impressed instead. "You're pretty flexible, I must say. If I'd try such a thing, I'd be blocked for a week to say the least."

Levi slowly sits and then stands up, his lips a thin line. "Yeah. Well, let's get started, mh?"

Eren agrees and follows him to a counter with a computer on it and some other desk things.

Levi asks him what's his objective (quite unuseful, he must say, because the black tank top shows pretty clearly his objective isn't getting fitter), and Eren answers he'd like to keep in shape. He explains he's being exercising at home or running when possible, but he is now looking for a more professional help. "I also hoped it would be an occasion to meet new friends. It seems I found someone even more worth coming, tho," he unnecessarily adds.

Levi follows him a bit, he shows him some effective exercises and how to use some of the machines, and when Eren seems confident enough he lets him be -not after assuring him he can call him for help whenever he feels like it.

It doesn't take much for him to notice the way Eren is sneakingly looking at him every time the occasion arises, and he considers it the best choice for his mental health to give up on exercising and just shelter himself behind his counter while working on some documents.