Gang Wars - Levi x Reader

A Night on the Town-Part 1

No, She wasn't old enough to drink. But hell, she turned 17 only once in her life. Petra, Sasha, Eren, Mikasa, Jean, and Armin were waiting to test out their fake ID's that their friends Reiner and Bertolt got them a couple weeks ago. It was  very illegal, but who the hell cares?

She is young.
She is wild.
And She is a (L/n)!

As a child, she would listen to her drunken father retell stories from when he was a teenager. Drinking, parties, going crazy...then regretting it the next morning.

"My turn dad." She whispered to herself as she showed the bartender her ID. 'Dori Sea' was her new name. At least for tonight.

After ordering a couple shots, everyone clinked together their shot cups and continued to drink it in one go. The only one who had a virgin marry was Armin, aka, the designative driver. This was the first shot to burn her throat, the first one of many.

One.
Four.
Dancing with Petra in circles was a highlight on the dance floor.
Sixth shot and she felt the floor move more than normal.

"Ok, I think the birthday girl has had enough.." Eren laughed as he took away her Seventh shot of alcohol. At this point, there was so many people talking, it was hard to hear what the person next to you was saying.

She shook her head, her perfectly curled hair bounces with her head. "No, no, no. I am the born girl..." she giggled. "I am the birthday...lady!" She laughed so hard, not really knowing why. Eren found himself joining in. Three of the empty beer bottles did belong to him after all.

"In fact," Sasha jumped over, "She needs more! Forget your worries! No Parents, no school, no Levi!"

Petra raised her Margarita cup, "To Summer!"

Sasha raised her Bloody Marry, "To a whole three months of freedom!"

Eren raised his beer, "To (Y/n) turning older!"

Finally, she raised her shot glass, "To screwing over-" her phone cut her off. "Hold on..." she looked and it was...

'LEVI ASSFACE'! (the contact name)

Usually she would ignore it, but in her drunken state, it was the opposite. She pressed the green button and laughed.

"Hey brat, where the hel-"

"To a future without a ssstuuuppiid midget!"

"What? Are you...Where the hell are you?"

"Screw you, Ass-erman," pause, "Ha! I'm funny," she took the shot of alcohol and let out a cheer. "You can beeeet your stuuupppiid ass that I won't be stuck with you!"

It was evident that Levi was confused, annoyed and pissed just by the silence.

"Stay there, you ass brat, I'll be there to collect your drunken self before your parents freak the hell out," he hung up.

But it totally bypassed her mind, as the bartender slid her another one.

Eighth.
Ninth.

She then decided this was the night!! It has been so long since she had a crush on Eren, and her clouded mind thought it was a good time. So she found her (c) hand grab his wrist and pull him to the colorful dance floor.

They laughed as they danced. (Y/n) didn't let go of his hand, and he didn't mind. He spun her around playfully. She attempted to do it back but he was too tall. Then, the best and worst thing happened.

It changed to a slow song.

Suddenly, they didn't laugh, instead, she locked eyes with his green ones. After feeling his lightly calloused hands touch her hips, she felt obligated and happy to set her around his shoulders.

They were an inch apart, many other couples were in the same position. It was romantic, beautiful, and sexy.

Her (c) crop top revealed her pierced belly button she got from her sixteenth birthday. A (c) jewel as the piercing. Her soft and slick black leggings matched to her black heels. Makeup was on point to a beautiful scale.

His slightly unbuttoned top was revealing his developing muscles. Tight leather jeans added to his handsome facial features. The alluring green eyes made her feel trapped in a loving atmosphere.

Eren slightly tightened his grip on her lower half. "(Y/n," he whispered, in the gentle music, you could hear your dance partner, "Is this weird?"

"No," she quickly answered. Maybe it was the effect of the alcohol, but she was feeling daring. "In fact," a little giggle escaped, "It feels perfect. A-And Eren?"

"Yes?"

She smiled, pulling her face slowly closer, sliding her fingers into his hair. "I have to tell you," her nose gently touched his. Him, not objecting. "I, um, like you."

"Yeah?" He smiled. Maybe a blush? It was hard to tell in the lighting. "I like you too."

"But Eren. I like-like you." She said like a middle school girl.

He chuckled, his hot and minty breath hit her.

"Yeah," he leaned his forehead against hers. "I like-like you too."

That's what it took for their lips to connect, a gentle touch. One slightly chapped set of lips against her red lipstick covered ones. It was gentle and romantic.

The alcohol and rush of adrenaline made it slowly grow more rough and hot. Their lips locked, and you could hear a cat call whistle from Petra and Sasha.

It was her first kiss.

And her first French Kiss.

But it ended in time for two things.

One, for her to take in her breath, and her dosage of sobering up.

Two.

It was in time for Levi to send a clenched fists right into the males cheekbone.

"What the hell was that!?"

A angry midget entered the scene.