Floating.
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  • Reads 109
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  • Parts 2
  • Time 9m
Ongoing, First published Oct 13, 2014
Mature
Ereri. If you don't like smut then don't read this. It will show up later.
WARNING: Abuse, drugs, and sexual content
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-1950-
Levi Ackerman straightened his jacket as he stepped into the golden hallways of Christian Dior's penthouse office. Young girls in tight skirts walked skillfully through the crowded waiting room, all holding stacks of papers a mile high. He smirked slightly at the sight of their stares, removing his hat and running a skillful hand through his hair. 
Eren Jeager pulled the apron off over his head, leaving the mailroom with still a thousand letters to file. They could wait until tomorrow. He grabbed his things and rushed to the door, waving goodbye to all of the lovely girls as he turned around "Goodnight, Armin." He smiled at his best friend who worked the front desk. 
 His eyes caught sight of the beautiful man who was busy removing his hat and quickly shot down to the floor. His face was flushed compared to the stark white snow outside that night.
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