Just what I needed

Walking into my apartment with Eren, he still seemed astonished.

"You've seriously never dated anyone before?!" Eren asked for the 30th time.

"Yes, Eren, as I said before, I've never dated."

"Have you ever even had sex?!"

Goodness gracious these children ask personal questions. "No, Eren. Could you leave me alone about it?!"

"Why would you waste your looks like that man."

"Sorry the idea of romance isn't all too appealing to me, besides, I'm too busy."

"Busy doing what?" Petra cut in. "Last I checked I do everything for you."

"Ah Petra, I see you didn't get my text." I frowned.

"I just got it. Sorry Levi."

Eren looked at me expectantly for an introduction.

"Who's this?" Petra asked for him.

"Petra, this is my acquaintance, Eren. Eren, this is my assistant, Petra."

"Oh assistant- I thought you were lying to me this whole time."

"Lying?- Pfft no I'd never date Petra." I scoffed.

"My heart, Mr. Ackerman, my heart." Petra jokes.

"What heart? Anyways, Petra, could you make a meal for me and my acquaintance?" I requested politely.

"Of course, sir."

...

"You're kidding-" Eren said over dinner.

"No I'm not."

"That elderly woman really gave you her phone number and told you to hit her up?"

"Yep."

"What'd you do after that?" Eren looked eager.

"I prank called her later and asked if her fridge was running."

Petra walked in all of a sudden with a serious look on her face.

"What is it, Petra?"

"Mr. Ackerman, The Board requests a meeting. Says it's urgent. I'm afraid your friend will have to leave because they're holding it in your office."

Eren looked at me for answers, but I had nothing.

"Well we'd finished eating anyway, I'll walk you to the door Eren."

We stood up and walked over to the door, Eren slid his shoes on and walked out, quickly glancing at his phone with a nervous expression.

"Something wrong, Eren?"

"Agh.. I forgot the keys to my apartment and my sister is out late with friends so she can't help. I might have to get a hotel."

I thought for a moment, and looked back at Petra. She shrugged. I looked back at Eren in deep thought. After a while I opened my mouth, "You can stay here for the night if you want, Eren."

"You sure? You don't have to do this you know."

"It'll be ok, Eren."

...

Sitting on the couch, the both of us were watching the news; which, Petra, had recorded. Eren was watching TV, while I, was watching Eren. His focused face was so beautiful. Sadly, before I could get too lost, the doorbell rang. Both me, and Eren jumped slightly. I looked over at the door.

"I'll get it!" Petra yelled from afar.

She jogged over to the door and looked through the peephole, she looked over at where me and Eren were sitting on the couch.

"Mr. Ackerman they're here for the meeting." She tilted her head as if to gesture to the people behind it.

I sighed and pushed myself up from where I sat on the couch, "At 2:32 in the morning." I grumbled as I walked over to the door.

Opening the door I was met by Lance and only Lance. "What do you want at this hour."

"A report has been issued that over half of the US's population is trying to figure out what you really look like." Lance paused, "We think it's best that you get married, on national TV, live for everybody to see your face."

"Get married to who exactly? I've never particularly dated, you know this. Besides what if I say no?" I sneer blatantly.

"That's just it we're thinking of setting you up with a model, somebody attractive. A good public face for you to be seen with."

"No." I pause, "I want to fall in love on my own terms. Not to be set up with some sort of doll that flaunts their looks for money." I narrowed my eyes at him angrily.

"Levi! You need to find somebody soon, before the wrong person finds their way into your life and exposes you."

"Got it, Lance, I'll figure something out." I said, putting my hand on the door, "Goodbye, I'll talk to you later."

Before I could close the door, Eren walked up and asked something about how to use the TV, I answered him and when I looked back at Lance he had this face of somebody who was planning something. Something evil.

"Hey, Levi, who was that?" Lance queried, looking at me with a smile.

"Just a friend, his name is Eren, why?"

"You're bisexual, right Levi?"

"Yeah? Why are you asking me this and what does it have to do with Eren?"

"I think we found our guy, that's why."