lips like sugar
Summary: The last thing Levi wanted was charity. But a sugar daddy? That doesn’t sound too bad.
Levi doesn’t say much as Eren drives down the busy, city streets. Doesn’t feel like there is more he actually can say at this point. ‘Thank you’ seemed like enough.
So, instead he sits impatiently in the heated, leather seat, waiting for Eren to do something besides stare out into the flood of incoming headlights. But the only thing the man seems to be capable of doing is tapping his thumb against the steering wheel of the Porsche and chewing on his bottom lip – which is causing all of the butterflies bundled inside of Levi’s chest to burst wildly, by the way.
He feels a little bit out of league; well, that is the understatement of the century though, isn’t it? Feels like maybe ‘thank you’ isn’t enough. That maybe Eren was expecting a lot more than a subtle smile and flushed cheeks. That maybe Eren isn’t the perfect Prince Charming Levi wanted him to be. But he’s probably getting ahead of himself. Has to be, considering if Eren wasn’t happy with Levi’s appreciation then the man would have probably left him stranded on the sidewalk. God, he’s a fucking idiot.