Eren came to a slow stop when he reached the shop. It was just called "Coffee House" and he loved it. When he entered the amazing smell of roasted coffee flooded his nose. He moved to the very back of the small building and sat on the old couch there.

He couch was old and torn but he loved it. Pulling out his head phones he plugged it into his laptop and set them over his ears. He powered it back on and started working on a new song, combining his tracks and beats happily. He was so absorbed into his work that he almost didn't feel the tap on his shoulder until it became a stern shake.

Eren looked up and his heart almost stopped. It was Levi. "Mind if I sit here?" He was dressed in a pair of jeans and a white shirt. Very simple yet he looked very composed. His voice was bored sounding but so amazing and smooth. Eren took out his phone and typed a message.

Sure, go ahead.

Levi sat next to him and very rudely took the laptop. "You make music." He said flatly and snatched the headphones from Eren and put them on. Before he could listen Eren snatched everything back and put the phone in his face.

Yes I make music. Now don't be so rude.

Levi glared at him. "Well mute Eren I think it's ruder to shove a phone in my face just to talk too me. Use your big boy words, brat." Eren would've responded but he was lost in the way he said his name, and remembered it!

Why are you even here?

"I got bored at home. Why are you here?" He countered with a glare.

I came here to relax and make a new song. But I think I'll just leave.

He started to pack his things again, annoyed by Levi. Sure he was hot and he wanted to talk to him, but Eren was just too annoyed by the fact he couldn't do the one thing that distracted him. Levi suddenly grabbed his wrist, causing it to stop moving.

Fear shot through Eren and he yanked his arm back, tumbling off the couch. He didn't like to be touched by anyone, unless Armin or Mikasa. He felt like curling in on himself or screaming.

Levi looked at him strangely and noticed the fear in his eyes. It actually made him feel...upset. "Hey what's wrong with you?"

Eren didn't attempt to answer and just grabbed all his things quickly before bolting out of the shop. Levi ran after him, Eren not knowing it.

Eren stopped at his house and entered, locking the door. He ran up to his room and dropped his bag. His breathing sped up and the fear still ran high in him. I don't like touch. Touch is bad. Touch will hurt me. Touch made me mute.

Levi saw him enter the house and realized it was his home. What's wrong with that brat? He seemed afraid of him when all he did was grab his wrist. Those big green, innocent eyes so wide and full of fear. He noticed a figure in the window above and realized it was Eren. He was pacing across.

Touch bad. Touch bad. It will hurt. He was trying to hurt me. Wait....was he? Would he hurt him? Of course he would! He didn't know him. But what if he didn't. No Eren, touch bad.

After about ten minutes Levi sighed. That brat wasn't coming out. He left and headed to the park. "Fucking brat." He muttered.