#veryshort

Author: SeraphStarshine

Rating: R

Length: 7k

Summary:

"You - you like them...you don't think it's weird?"

I mean...I sure don’t have an explanation for this. 

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Track season. Levi hated track season. Well, he didn't hate watching Eren's beautifully sweaty legs race down the track while he watched like a fucking creep from the bleachers. No, that part he would never get tired of. 

He hated the fact that Eren didn’t have any time to do anything after school, and therefore, Levi didn’t have anything to do after school. Except sit on the sidelines and watch his boyfriend competitively run and throw things. 

“Hey nerd.” The worst kind of voice he wanted to hear right now. Annoyingly familiar. Levi didn’t even need to look sideways to see Hanji banging her way on the bleachers over to where he was sitting. She plopped down beside him anyway, the side of her backpack hitting his shoulder. 

“What do you want four-eyes?” He grumbled. 

She laughed, of course she would, that all she does. 

“I was going to come over here and ogle with you, but I see you’d rather do that alone.” She giggled again, nudging Levi obnoxiously. 

He didn’t say anything, which was probably worse considering his silence for her spoke louder than words. She cackled. 

“Are you going to miss it when it leaves again?” She sighed, tipping her head sideways with a dramatic sigh. 

“Miss what?” He used just enough energy to forcefully shove her head away, which she of course, fucking laughed at. 

“Track season!” She exclaimed. Hanji rocketed out of her seat to stand on the next bleacher in front of them, standing tall and putting a hand behind her, gesturing to all of the moving teenagers who were now- somewhat staring. “Being able to sit up here and-” 

Quickly, forcefully and with a bright red blush on his face, Levi almost knocked the brunette clean off of the metal bench, getting ready to rant in a whisper in her ear. 

“Shut the fuck up before I break your neck and feed it to the fucking birds!” She was laughing, which earned her a hard punch to the shoulder. 

Levi grumbled, turning with a frown to look towards the field where thankfully the looks had started to dwindle. 

“But I’m right, right?” Another punch, one which she whined at this time. 

She was going to open her mouth, but both Levi and Hanji became distracted at the same time by a magnificent sight unfolding down below. Just beyond the chain link fence that separated the sports from the stands, stood Eren Jaeger. (Which wasn’t that much of a surprise really, he was on the track team and he was dating Levi who was watching with the intensity that a four year old has at a barbie movie but, well anyway.) He had the nerve to look right at the pair of them to pull his (soaked) shirt over his head and let it drop to the ground. He seemed to ignore the whistle in favour of winking at Levi before jogging back to the starting marker, where he earned a slap to the back and a group of chuckles. 

Hanji was cackling again as well, throwing her head back and trying not to point and laugh at Levi’s very shocked face. He was trying very hard not to turn to her and give her and everyone on the field the satisfaction of being embarrassed or even a little bit turned on. He was Levi Fucking Ackerman; he didn’t have emotions. Levi opted instead stare right back at where Eren was getting ready, having ready in his head a list of things he would do, over and over again to that boy. 

“He’s getting-” She had to take a deep breathe to stop the laughter. “-lucky tonight I take it?” 

Levi shook his head, crossing his arms with a brand new kind of smirk on his face. 

Author: pxncey

Rating: PG13

Length: 2k

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Rating: R

Length: 5k

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Rating: PG-13

Length: 7k

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