His stomach grumbles angrily and Levi slightly raises his head to make sure Eren didn't hear the not-so-flattering noise and -after a relieved sigh when it seems like he didn't- he rummages in his bag and smiles to himself when he finds the apple he was looking for.
"I'd melt on the spot if you looked at me the way you're eyeing that apple."
Levi gifts him the deadliest death glare he can master, but it shakes just a little when he actually takes in the way the boy looks right now, after about half an hour in the gym. He's sweaty, and that should suck. But somehow, it fucking doesn't. Honestly, it's quite the opposite. His cheeks are flushed and some drops of sweat are forming on his temple. Also, he must have a habit of biting his lip under the effort of physical work, 'cause his lips are plump and the reddest of reds. And has Levi already mentioned the way his muscles are popping out of the tank top? Yeah, well, he has some nice muscles.
Still, his are better anyway.
"Uhm. I'm hungry."
"I guess you are. You didn't stop to the coffee shop, after all."
Levi worsens his death glare, which hasn't faltered at all at the sight of the young man, of course, and masters up some courage. He stares directly into the other's eyes and brings the green apple to his mouth. He takes a juicy bite and licks the juice dripping on his lip.
Staring. Into. His. Eyes. All. The. Fucking. Time.
Eren breathes in deeply, mouth slightly agape, then giggles briefly, a pleasantly welcomed surprise in his laugh. He slowly turns around, walking towards the machine he was working to just before. Levi isn't staring at his round butt. And, isn't that just a totally objective consideration? What's true is true, right? His butt really is pretty.
Another thirty minutes pass and some more people are now in the gym. Eren isn't around anymore and Levi supposes he's getting changed.
He comes out of the changing room shortly after, indeed, and heads towards him in a confident manner.
"So, did you like the free trial?"
"I did. Next time I'll bring everything needed to sign up."
Levi nods.
"Then, Levi, I sincerely hope you'll show your pretty self to me tomorrow morning. Breakfast is on me, okay?" He doesn't wait for an answer and just walks out of the gym, but Levi is ready to bet everything he owns the fucker is wearing a smug grin on that kissab- punchable face of his.
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He is tempted not to stop at the shop today too, just for the satisfaction of making the too-self-confident boy doubt himself a little, but he decides the hunger coming later in the morning is just not worth it. Moreover, he really needs his daily dose of tea to keep sane, you know. These are the only true reasons he enters the shop. Nothing more. Nope.
Eren finds him almost immediately. It's pretty scary, if you ask Levi.
Anyway, the young man is smiling this time too, and Levi starts wondering if maybe he's got facial paralysis.
"Levi. I'm happy you're back."
"Mh. Cannot see the reason why."
Eren leans on the counter, the usual smile gone in favor of two serious, penetrating eyes. "Can't you really, though?"
Levi clears his throat and doesn't say anything. He doesn't even need to order: he always asks for the same thing (the orange and cinnamon tea and a cereal pastry) and he hasn't needed to order it anymore for some months now.
When Eren places Levi's breakfast down, though, there's a little something he hasn't asked for. The thing is: there's his usual cup of steaming hot tea and the little saucer with the everyday pastry on it, but there also is another plate with a sliced apple on it. Not only this: the slices are peeled in a way that resembles a number of bunnies and, really, he last ate them this way when he was maybe six.
"What the hell is this?"
Eren seems extremely satisfied. "Bunnies. I did it."
"I-I'm not eating it."
"Why not?" he says, and he fucking pouts. The bastard, trying to play it cute.
"B-because! I'm a grown man, yeah?"
His pout gets even poutier, if possible. "I worked so hard on it, just for you..."
Levi sighs and slaps his hand on his face full force. He takes the tiny fork and eats a piece of fruit, deliberately ignoring the amused-or-maybe-more-confused look the lady beside him is giving him.
On the other hand, Eren quits his act and pulls on his best-pleased face instead. Levi must sigh once again.
"You know," starts Eren getting closer to him and lowering the tone of his voice, "Yesterday you seemed to enjoy apples a lot. I must admit I was hoping you'd show me the same expression today."
Levi grunts. Maybe he preferred it when Eren didn't talk to him this much, but kept it at the usual greetings and little more.
"You tell me, Levi. What can I treat you to in order to witness such a vision again?"
"Mhph. Nothing. You just need to kneel down and beg for it hoping I'll be kind enough to grant your wish."
"That's it?"
Levi lifts a confused eyebrow, followed by widening eyes as Eren holds his apron up and starts to get down on his knees. "Wha-what are you doing! Stop it already!"
Eren laughs cheerfully, while Levi would just want the ground to open up and swallow him whole.
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Of tea, apples and embarrassing dates // Ereri //
FanfictionEren works in a coffee shop, but that sure isn't the reason why Levi has become a regular, right? Also, Eren likes to flirt a bit too obviously and Levi becomes an embarrassing mess every time he talks to him. This fanfic is based on twelve facts ab...
