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POV EREN.
Turns out Eren was right about Mikasa and Armin already being at his home. He found the latter in the kitchen, pulling out bags of chips from the cupboards.
"Hi, Armin." Eren said
Armin turned around with a smile, baby blue eyes wide. "Oh hi, Eren! Hi Jean! I didn't hear you guys come in, but it's good that you're here now. We've still got a lot to organize."
Eren smiled. If he had any doubts about the party before, they were gone now. As long as his best friend was there, nothing could go wrong.
Armin was an amazing guy. Bright, sweet and smart enough for the both of them. He dreamed of becoming a doctor and traveling the world. His opinion was that mankind was made to explore and that travelling was necessary because if we didn't travel, it would be an insult to the world.
His thoughts were interrupted when he heard a loud bang, coming from under the house.
"Uh, Armin," Eren started. "Where's Mikasa?"
"She's in the basement. Getting the alcohol ready."
That explains the noise. Eren thought. He left Jean and Armin chatting casually in the kitchen and went back to the hall, where the door to the basement stood open wide.
"Mikasa?" Eren called.
"Eren! You're home!" More loud noises as Mikasa climbed the stairs carrying a large box with her. She put the box down and hugged him. "What a great game! I was so proud of you." She said, holding him close.
If any other person had hugged him so sincere, Eren would've been embarrassed. But this was Mikasa! He'd known her the longest. Longer than Armin, longer than Jean. She was like his sister, always taking care of him, looking out for him, he owed her everything.
So instead of getting all embarrassed by her sudden act of affection he just wrapped his arms around her, breathed in her scent and mumbled a small "thank you."
They didn't share a lot of moments like this, (Mikasa wan't usually one to show affection) but when they did, it gave Eren the idea that together, they could conquer the world.
They parted after a few seconds and Mikasa's eyes sparkled.
"So what would you have done with all the 'preparations' if you'd lost the game today?"
Eren shrugged.
"Drank them all myself." Mikasa slapped his arm, hard.
"Ouch! Mikasa I was kidding, I don't know probably thrown a party anyway. Though it wouldn't have been the sam-"
"Eren. Eren! Jean tells me you've asked Levi to come to the party as well!" Armin yelled excitedly, running from the kitchen into the hall with Jean beside him.
Eren blushed. "Uh, yeah, I mean it'd be fucking mean not to, besides, he isn't that bad once you get to know him. I mean, he's a bit rude but that's pretty much it."
"Oh and there's also the fact that you like him." Mikasa said and winked.
Eren blushed an even deeper shade of red. "I do not like him! I've only spoke to him once, twice now, he probably thinks I'm a piece of shit anyway."
"Well, you are." Jean said. "But we still love you, so why wouldn't he?"
"Guuuys." Eren whined. "He's probably straight anywa-"
"He's not," Mikasa chimed in.
Everyone looked at her in shock.
Eren shook his head. "How do you know that?" He asked, suspicion written clearly all over his face.
She sighed. "Do you guys know Hanji?" Armin and Jean shook their heads while Eren nodded. "Well anyway, Levi and her are in my history class together and they were talking about something when she suddenly yelled something in the lines of: 'Just because you're gay doesn't mean you can have your way with all the hot guys first!' She's a nice girl but she's incredibly loud so yeah, now our entire class knows." Mikasa finished.
Well. Eren thought. This just got a lot more interesting.
He didn't say that out loud, though. Instead, he clasped his hands hands together and said: "Well, enough chit chat. We've got work to do."
The afternoon passed by in a blur after that. The four cleaned the entire house, set the lighting and Eren (with a lot of help from Armin) installed his boxes and the playlist for the rest of the evening started. The alcohol and food were stored neatly on the kitchen counter together with plastic cups (like hell that Eren was going to let a bunch of drunk teenagers use glasses.)
They also recieved several text messages inquiring the time of the party and Eren's adress. He realized he should've prepared the entire thing a little better than just shouting 'party at my house', but there was no time for regrets now, the clock was nearing eight so the first guests were bound to arrive soon.
The doorbell rang ten minutes after they'd recieved the last message. Eren opened the door and found himself face to face with the icy grimace of Annie Leonhart. She pushed past him and said: "This better be good, Jaeger."
Eren ignored her, he knew she could be friendly when she wanted to but this was a social gathering, so she had to keep up her reputation.
Annie had brought two friends: A girl he remembered as Sasha and a boy named Connie. They looked apologetically at him and also entered the house, leaving Eren no other choice but to follow them.
The doorbell rang twice more. There were around fifteen people now, and Eren decided to act like the perfect host.
He climbed a chair and raised his voice.
"So uh, what's up guys? This the living room. You can find food and drinks in the kitchen." He pointed to the room on the left. "The bathroom is upstairs, second door on the right and the yard is open for people too, if you want a smoke or need some fresh air. Now, these are my friends: Mikasa, Armin and Jean. If there's any trouble tonight and I'm not around, find them and they'll help you. Alright, that's it. Enjoy yourselves people!"
Eren smiled as he heard people laugh. He jumped off the chair, strolled into the kitchen and got himself his first beer of the evening. He took a sip and sighed in content, enjoying the peace that would soon be gone.
Mikasa entered the kitchen as well and Eren walked up to her.
"Mikasa, can you keep an eye on the people entering the house? I know it's a party but I still don't want the whole school here, especially not people under 16." Eren looked at her with round, pleading eyes. "I'll try to be careful as well, but let's be honest here, you're scarier than me. You can keep 'em away."
She laughed. "Alright, Eren. I'll be the bodyguard this evening, but first, let me get a beer."
He grinned, took a step back and bowed dramatically. "Go ahead, my savior."
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An hour had passed but still no sign of Levi. The place was now packed with people, some hanging on the couch, others dancing. A few were standing in the kitchen, no doubt getting beer or some other kind of alcohol.
No one was really drunk yet. A fact Eren was thankful for because drunk people were really only fun when you were drunk yourself, which was not the case. He was only on his third beer and luckily for him, he wasn't a lightweight.
Eren saw Armin relaxing on the sofa, eating a slice of pizza, and plopped down next to him.
"Hi Eren!" Armin greeted him. "Any sign of the grey eyed cutie you're obsessing over?" He asked with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
The people who thought Armin was a completely innocent human being were wrong. So, so wrong.. He was cute and innocent most of the time but he could also be a nosy bitch when he wanted to. Clearly he chose the latter option today.
Eren's shoulders slumped a little and he sighed.
"I don't know man. He told me he would come over today but I haven't seen him yet. I think I should just forget about him. I mean it's Levi we're talking about. He does whatever the fuck he wants to do." He took a chug of his beer and continued. "Besides, it's not like he's interested in me. He could have anyone, I'm just a stuck up brat who happens to have the nerve to talk to him."
"Well yeah." Armin said. "But it's like you said, you know, apart from his regular friends, you're the only one who talks to him. He's gotta admire your courage."
Eren laughed a little. "I just can't stand the way everyone acts like he's a fucking murderer or some shit. He's different, sure, but I like that. He refuses to be a part of the shitty system that is normal life. He doesn't give a fuck and i admire that."
Armin laughed at that. He clasped Eren's shoulder and said: "Shit dude, you've got it bad." Eren silently agreed. "But," he continued "If you're really that into the guy, i think you should go for it. Forget about the consequences of your actions for one day and do whatever you wanna do."
Eren smiled. He loved talking to Armin. He always came with the best advice and the soothing way in which he worded his opinion made it easy for Eren to calm down. He could never thank the blond enough for that.
So he stopped worrying, straightened his shoulders and stood up.
"If he's still coming tonight, I'll talk to him. That's a promise. Thanks a lot Armin!"
Armin just mockingly saluted and Eren walked away. It's gonna be fine. He reassured himself.
---LEVI POV
Levi was ready to cut a bitch.
That bitch was Hanji.
They were late. And he hated being late. He absolutely hated it. Because being late took attention, it was guaranteed that everyone's eyes would be on him as soon as he entered the house. He was already mentally preparing himself for people's judging stares as he interrupted all their conversations. God, it would be so fucking awkward.
Hanji didn't give a shit about that though. And Levi was already regretting his decision of taking her with him to the party.
"Hanji." Levi said. "If you're not going to finish that burger within the next 10 minutes I am going to get up and shove it up your asshole."
"Kinky." Hanji replied with a wink. "But I think I'll pass."
Erwin, who had been quiet the entire time since they entered the diner let out a silent laugh. The pair and their endless bickering never failed to amuse him.
Levi was so fucking pissed.
He had been quite happy earlier, because he didn't get invited to parties all that much and even though Eren was a little shit, he was also pretty cute. His eyes were like books: open and always telling Levi what was on his mind before he'd even said it out loud.
He'd never admit it out loud but every time their eyes met, Levi's heartbeat sped up a little. Needless to say, he had a small crush on the kid. Even though he'd only talked to him twice, it felt like Eren knew him, without really knowing him. If that made sense.
He checked the time again. 9:15. They were supposed to be at Eren's an hour and 15 minutes ago!
"So where is this fucking party anyway?" Levi asked to kill the time.
"It's at Eren's." Hanji answered. her mouth filled with food.
Levi visibly cringed. Why did he have to be friends with this pig?
Still, even if she acted like she hadn't eaten in nine months, Levi loved Hanji. She had pulled him out of a dark hole with strength he could've never managed alone.
She had been there when he was standing on the edge. She had been there when he was ready to give it all up and she would always be there. They'd been trough a lot together and yet she always stuck by his side. Levi could never thank her enough for that.
But that didn't mean he had to like her bad manners. Even though he was used to them by now.
So instead of commenting on her bad habits, he decided to ignore her and instead turned to Erwin, who would be driving them today.
"And where is Eren's house?" He inquired
"You know," Erwin said. "For someone who doesn't give a shit about people, you sure seem interested in this Eren kid."
Levi rolled his eyes, hiding his embarrassment with the usual scowl.
"OOOH OUR LITTLE LEVI WANTS TO GET INSIDE EREN'S PANTS." Hanji cackled, ignoring the dirty looks the other customers were giving her.
"Okay that's it." His patience was gone. Levi took his wallet out of his (way too tight) black jeans and threw a twenty on the table.
"We're leaving now." He said and he grabbed Hanji, who was still stuffing her face with burger and fries, and Erwin, who had a smirk on his face, as if he had expected Levi would finally snap.
"But Levi," Hanji whined. "I wasn't done eating yet."
Levi didn't care. He just kept silently dragging the pair to the parking lot while trying to ignore Hanji's complaints until they arrived at Erwin's car.
When he saw the gleam of the black Mercedes in the outer corner he breathed a sigh of relief and released the both of them.
He sped up his pace and walked over to the car, leaning up against it in the process.
Then, he pulled out his cigarettes from the pocket of his leather jacket and lit the first of the evening.
In Levi's opinion, there was nothing better than smoking a cigarette in the evening. The deadly smoke formed a graceful pattern against the ink black sky
"Damn Levi, those short legs sure know how to walk fast." Hanji's obnoxious cackling pulled him from his thoughts.
"True," Erwin agreed. "And watching his ass in those jeans isn't half bad either."
Levi gave them the death glare and raised his middle finger. "I swear to God." He said. "One day, you'll both be sleeping and I'll kill you. I won't even think twice about it. I'll just slit your throats and you won't even see it coming."
"Bitch, please. We both know you'd miss us too much." Erwin said with a smirk.
Levi lifted his cigarette to his mouth and shrugged . "I guess." He said as he took another drag.
He knew Erwin was right, though. Without the both of them, he wouldn't have survived high school. He couldn't even imagine where he'd be without them.
Probably in a grave. Levi realized with a jolt.
If Hanji hadn't decided to sit next to the depressed punk kid he was in history class all those years ago, he'd still be alone. Alone and probably dea-
He was shook from his thoughts when he felt Erwin's hand clasp his shoulder.
"You okay, buddy?" He asked, clearly concerned because Levi wasn't usually one to zone out.
Levi shook himself. "I'm fine." He said and dropped the long forgotten cigarette on the ground.
"Well, then let's go," Hanji said with a wink. "You've got a boy to seduce."
"I claim shotgun." Levi yelled and softly pushed Hanji aside.
"Oh like I was going to take that away from you, you moron." She said and went to sit in the backseat.
"Ooooh, put on the Green Day album!" Hanji yelled excitedly.
Levi snapped his fingers and yelled: "Fuck yes! I wanna listen to American Idiot!"
Erwin put it on, started the engine and the three of them took off.
While Levi was shouting "Don't wanna be an American Idiot!" at the top of his lungs, he found it had become incredibly difficult to care about the fact that they were late.
He was ready to enjoy himself.