Eren POV

It was early, way to early for the brunette to be awake, in his opinion at least. The clock said it was 10 am, but Eren felt like it was 7. He was never much of an early riser. Sitting up he rubbed his eyes, glaring at his curtains which were wide open, sunlight glaring at him. Eren knew he had closed those curtains last night, which could only mean one thing, his sister Mikasa had opened them in an attempt to wake him up.

As he always did first thing in the morning, Eren checked his phone, scrolling through the notifications from last night. A few messages from group chats with friends, a few new likes and reblogs on his photography and an anonymous message. That was new. Eren rarely got messages on tumblr, not many people wanted to talk to a regular old photographer.

"Eren. You're awake." Mikasa stood at his door "I tried to get you up four times. You really should go to bed earlier." She turned away "I made breakfast." With those parting words she returned to the kitchen of their small apartment.

Eren got up, throwing on a shirt and heading to the kitchen, "what's for breakfast 'kasa?" Eren had been calling her by her nickname ever since the seventh grade and they had started leaning Spanish. The other kids had made fun of her because her name sounded like Spanish for "my house" so Eren got all his friends to start calling her 'kasa as a nickname.

"Eggs." Mikasa responded blandly. Eren nodded, he understood that Mikasa was just as much a morning person as he was, which meant, not at all.

He sat down at the table, it was old and definitely needed to be replaced, opening his laptop Eren opened tumblr, first checking the tags and comments others had placed on his reblogs. He always liked to know what people thought, so that he could take more pictures people would like. After that he opened the message. He read it once, read it twice, and read it once again. He couldn't tell if it was someone making fun of him or not. The message called him a "picture taker" what kind of word for photographer was that? Eren felt even a tiny bit offended to say the least. He looked up as Mikasa served him his eggs.

"Hey, 'kasa checkout this weird message I got last night." He turned to laptop to face her and started eating as she read. After a few minutes of thinking Mikasa closed the laptop.

"Don't respond. He's probably a stalker. Or a scam. Dont fall for it Eren." Her protective side was showing once again. She had always been a little too overprotective for Erens liking.

"Alright alright. I got it. Don't respond. I'm not an idiot Mikasa." He waved her off, bringing his laptop back to face himself he opened it again, ignoring the message he opened up his dashboard, scrolling though while he continued to eat. Once he was finished he stood, bringing his plate to the sink he rinsed it before putting it in the dishwasher. Eren picked up his camera, making sure he had plenty of space on it before he slung the strap around his neck, turning to Mikasa.

"I'm going to head out now, try to take some nice city photos." He smiled as he said that, photography had been his passion ever since he was a child. The idea of being able to capture a moment and keep it forever fascinated him.

"Try and get a job while you're at it." Mikasa said not looking up from the newspaper she was reading. Eren sighed, not wanting to argue about this now. He grabbed his laptop and laptop bag as well, waving goodbye as he left. Eren headed to the closest park first, it was the best place for people watching and scenery shots. He sat down on one of the benches, watching, trying to figure out what he should start with. Eren was very precise with his photos, he would never dare waste time or memory space on a photo that was less than perfect. Which is why he wasn't a huge fan of portraits. Humans weren't as still or as compliant when he directed them. Trees and flowers were perfect in Eren's eyes.

After a few hours Eren had taken enough pictures that he was happy with his work today. Collecting all his stuff he headed to the nearest Starbucks. After ordering he sat down and opened his laptop, sipping at his drink. He plugged in his camera and started transferring the photos to his laptop, filtering through them to decide which ones he would post that day. Eren didn't go out every day, so he had to save some for days when he didn't have time to take new pictures. Once the images had been transferred he chose the ones he thought were the best and uploaded them one by one onto his blog. A slight smile on his lips as they popped up, proud of his work. He found himself hoping this mystery Levi liked them.

Eren froze, why did he just think that? For all he knew this mystery Levi was a stalker and a serial killer. But, he found himself hoping he wasn't. Eren sighed, opening his inbox he read the message one last time.

"'Kasa is going to kill me.." He muttered as he wrote out a response. "Hey, I'm glad you like my photos. I don't really want to share my name but, if you have a tumblr account we can talk privately? You seem nice." Eren hoped his response was seen by this mystery man, he found himself wanting to learn more.

Levi POV

Levi had just gotten home from work, it was 5 at night and he really hoped he could sleep that night. He had worried himself half to death about that stupid fucking message. Hanji wouldn't shut up today and Levi was on the verge of murdering something. Right after a quick drink to soothe his nerves.

Getting himself a small glass of scotch on the rocks he sat down at his desk, opening his laptop. He hadn't exited out of that brats blog last night and so here it was right in front of him. The kid had uploaded a few new photos. They were good, not that Levi was necessarily much of a critic. He knew next to nothing about photography. Scrolling through he stopped. Staring at the webpage. The kid had responded, he hadn't been scared off, he had responded. Levi had no idea what he would do next. On one hand, he wanted to make a blog, talk to this kid, get to know him. On the other hand, he knew that he would probably fuck it up and never get another chance.

With a sigh Levi opened tumblr, clicking on create blog. He figured he might as well take the chance since it was offered to him.