Author's Note: I didn't expect that little one-shot to be so popular and get such great feedback, but I suppose this fandom is desperate for happy fluff, huh? Well, enough people asked for it, so I'll write more stories about Eren, Levi, and their son. I don't have any names in mind for the kid, so I'm open to suggestions. Also, I'm open to suggestions for plots for each of these stories. Not requests, mind you, but I'll listen to suggestions for ideas. In general, the stories can be read alone but will ultimately make more sense if you read them together. Enjoy!

"By the way," Eren said as he filled his spoon with another mouthful of the sweetened grains in his breakfast bowl, "don't eat too much. Connie invited the whole gang to a picnic for lunch. We should each bring something, he said."

Levi raised an eyebrow at his husband and held his own filled spoon to his lips. "What for?" he said back, suspicion and slight disgust in his voice. Yes, Connie was the type of person who liked to have fun with a large group of people, but his idea of fun usually included alcohol and some ridiculous stunt involving the 3D Maneuver Gear. A picnic seemed too out of place for his taste. And besides, the idea of eating on the ground repulsed Levi to no end. Tables outside were okay as long as they had been wiped down, but blankets on the ground left little protection against dirt, bugs, small animals, and germs in general. Why anyone would find it fun was beyond him. Unless…!

"Sasha's trying to get free food, isn't she?"

Eren let out an amused snort. "Possibly. She might have gotten him to send out the invite to make it less suspicious."

The shorter man rolled his eyes and swallowed the last spoonful of his breakfast. "I guess they're made for each other, those idiots."

"Oh, come on, Sasha has great instincts, and Connie might not be too bright, but they're not idiots."

"That's open to interpretation."

Now it was Eren's turn to roll his eyes. As much as Levi had softened over the years, between their marriage and the arrival of their baby boy, he still had that same grumpy personality. It was actually sort of comforting for Eren though, to know that the man he had fallen in love with was never really going to change too much.

Levi was about to get up from the table when a thought struck him. "Are we going outside the walls for this picnic?"

"Ah, so we ARE going!" Eren grinned cheekily, causing their son to giggle into his filled spoon and splatter some of the oats onto the table. The child gasped at what he had done and looked up at his papa with fearful eyes. He had been taught from the moment he could understand human speech not to make a mess anywhere in the house, and he had seen how vigorously his papa cleaned whenever something wasn't up to his cleanliness standards, so he expected a scolding and punishment.

Levi saw the panic on his son's face and let out a long, heavy sigh through his nose. Pulling a handkerchief from his pocket, he stood and walked to where the little mess was. "Accidents happen. Try not to do it again," he murmured, kissing the boy's head, wiping the food away, and looking up at his husband. "So? Inside or outside the walls?"

Eren's lips tilted upwards in a small smile. "Connie wants to go outside."

Levi nodded. "We'll bring our gear just in case." He looked down at the little boy, whose expression had lightened but still held some caution. Seeing this and not wanting to see fear in those big, beautiful eyes again, he knelt down to the child's level and said, "What do you think we should bring for Uncle Connie and Aunt Sasha?"

The gates closed behind the group as they headed out towards an open, comfortable spot only about half a mile away from the walls. Thanks to Erwin, Levi, and the combined efforts of the entire Survey Corps mixed with their retrieval of Reiner, Bertholdt, and Annie back to humanity's side, the Titan population had decreased dramatically in just a few years. Titan sightings were becoming increasingly rare, and the threat of invasion was almost non-existent. A few still roamed the general area outside the walls, but they rarely attacked in groups anymore. One Titan versus an entire group of veteran Survey Corps soldiers was nothing. Therefore, it was safe to venture outside (yet stay close to) the walls without horses, but all soldiers usually brought their 3D Maneuver Gear anyway. Better paranoid than eaten.

Upon arriving at a cool, shaded yet open area, blankets were set down and plates were passed around. Eren and Levi had their son pass cups to everyone, as the child had suggested making tea for the picnic. "What if we have a lot of food but nothing to drink?" he had said, later adding that "Papa makes the best tea ever!"

And how could Levi argue with that logic? He leaned against his husband's shoulder, allowing his defenses to lower slightly as he watched his little boy kindly offer cups and tea to everyone. He bristled a bit at one point when Ymir ruffled his hair, but Historia quickly fixed it and thanked him for the drinks with that sweet, angelic smile of hers. Annie, who was sitting between them and Reiner, snorted when she heard the blond man mutter something about not getting to her quick enough.

Soon the different plates of food made their rounds as well, mostly breads and cold vegetable soups. Levi sipped at the potato stew Sasha had made herself and silently admitted to himself that it wasn't bad. Eren noticed the subtle look of satisfaction on his husband's face and cracked a smile as he bit into a piece of bread. In the back of his mind, he wished he could have some substantial protein to munch on. Meat was becoming more available, but it was still a rarity, reserved for special occasions.

That was when Connie placed a plate of meat on his blanket and stood.

Oh.

"Everyone! Thanks for coming out this afternoon. I wanted to share this with as many of you as possible." He wore a goofy grin and knelt down next to Sasha, who was in the middle of chewing a roll. A small line of drool ran down her chin, and her gaze shifted back and forth between Connie and the plate of meat. Her eyes widened when Connie pulled a small box from his pocket, and everyone suddenly knew why he had invited them outside the walls for a picnic.

"Sasha," he said, shaking a bit with a happy anxiety, "you're the best thing that ever happened to me. You mean the world to me. I'd face a million Titans alone for you. I want to stand by your side for the rest of our lives and share my life with you. I love you, Sasha Braus, so will you marry me?" And he opened the box to reveal a simple yet beautiful silver band.

Sasha's full cheeks turned bright pink, and tears started to form at the corners of her eyes, which still shifted back and forth between Connie and the plate of meat. Somehow, she managed to swallow the bread in her mouth, gulp a few mouthfuls of cool tea down, and cry out "YES!" as she threw her arms around her now-fiancé, swiftly grabbing a piece of meat and shoving it in her mouth along the way.

Levi raised a brow. "I can't tell what she's more excited about."

The whole group burst into cheers and applause for the happy couple. Connie was still shaking and Sasha was still crying as he slipped the ring onto her finger. Jean started chanting "KISS, KISS!" amongst all the noise, causing Mikasa to roll her eyes but keep clapping anyway. She chuckled quietly at Armin next to her, who had burst into tears because he "was just so happy he couldn't stand it."

Connie and Sasha did eventually kiss, once Sasha had swallowed the meat pieces in her mouth. They laughed at each other's bright red faces for a few seconds and then fell into a peaceful silence, just holding each other as their friends kept cheering. Eventually, the noise died down, and Historia was the first one to ask what kind of dress Sasha wanted to wear. Hanji and Ymir pulled Sasha away from Connie so he couldn't hear what the women were planning, and even Annie and Mikasa found themselves unable to hide their excitement. Jean playfully slapped Connie on the back while Bertholdt ground his fist into his shaved head. Reiner couldn't stop laughing, and Armin couldn't stop crying.

Eren was just about to join them when he son returned to him and Levi. "Daddy," the little boy said, "what just happened?"

Eren grinned and pulled the little boy into his lap as Levi wrapped both his arms around his husband's larger one, a small, content smile on his face. "Uncle Connie just asked Aunt Sasha to marry him," Eren explained, "and she agreed, so they're engaged now. That means that they love each other so much that they want all of humanity to know it. They're going to have a very special ceremony to declare it, too. They're going to exchange matching rings so that everyone knows they love each other." He brought his hand with his own ring in front of the little boy's eyes, and Levi took that as his cue to show his matching ring off as well. "Just like Daddy and Papa."

A smile broke out onto the child's face. "Yay!" he squealed, clapping his hands together clumsily. He turned around in his father's lap so he was looking up at him. "Did you ask Papa to marry you like this, Daddy?"

"I would have said no if he had done this," Levi interrupted with a sigh.

Eren's smile softened as he glanced at his husband and then looked back down at his child. "No, I asked Papa to marry me in private. Let me tell you the story."

Eren grinned into his pillow as he heard the front door to the house close early that morning. Levi would be out all day, if he kept his schedule. He was supposed to venture into Wall Sina with Erwin today to report on the Survey Corps and its progress in the fight against the Titans, leaving Eren home alone.

But the young man wasn't about to waste the entire day in bed. What would be the point of spending a day in bed if Levi wasn't there to share it with him anyway? He quickly jumped up and pulled sheets off, throwing them into a pile on the floor. He then grabbed all the other linens from around the house and added them to the pile. Once the fabrics were all together, he stripped himself of his pajamas and threw them into a separate pile. He hurriedly put his day clothes on and tied an apron around his waist and a bandana around his head to keep his hair out of his eyes. Even if he had the whole day, there wasn't a moment to lose.

He started by washing every single linen in the house, every sheet, every curtain, every tablecloth, every single one. Once they were all clean, he hung them up to dry outside (thankfully, a pleasant breeze was blowing through town that day) and went back inside to tackle the next chore. He briefly munched on a roll before deciding to start from the top and work his way down, so he pulled the ladder from the closet and started cleaning out the corners of the ceiling.

Once the ceiling was clear, he made his way down the walls, making sure there were no cobwebs or little bits of dust trying to hide from him. He also wiped down all the windows, rubbing the cleaning cloth in circles until it squeaked and he could see his reflection in the glass. He gave himself a soft smile. He hadn't changed too much over the years, the one exception being his massive growth spurt. His hair had grown out a little bit, and he had become more muscular, but his face had only matured a little bit. He still had those same large, green eyes and that sweet smile, so he still had a young look about him. And it was with the glee of a child that he thought about what he was planning for the evening.

But it would never happen if he didn't finish his chores. Snapping back to reality, he finished rubbing the windows clean and wiping down the walls. Then he went for the counter and table tops, paying extra attention to the ones in the kitchen. No little crumb could escape his sight, so he shoved another roll in his mouth before he began to clean, swearing that he wouldn't eat another bite until Levi came home that night to avoid any sort of mess. As soon as he swallowed, he was hunched over the counters and vigorously rubbing the cleaning cloth back and forth, being quite liberal with his soap use.

He then moved onto the floor, sweeping them all twice and then getting down on his hands and knees to search for any little bits of food or dust or dirt. He even dug through the little cracks in the wood. Everything had to be spotless for Levi, so Eren left nothing overlooked.

By the time he was done cleaning the house, the linens outside were dry. He brought them back inside and redressed the house, taking special care when he remade the bed. He was determined to make it as comforting and inviting and pristine as possible, despite the fact that, he hoped anyway, it would be a mess the next morning.

The sun was starting to set by the time he was done with all of this. Eren pulled the bandana from his head and untied the apron, sighing and slumping in a chair in the living room. He had truly done it, he had cleaned the entire house from top to bottom. A chuckle escaped his lips, and he briefly wondered if this was coming off as desperate. Levi would probably think he had done something horrible and had cleaned so obsessively as an apology. He smirked and hauled himself out of the chair in favor of the kitchen. There was one thing he could make that he knew was easy to clean and that Levi would appreciate.

The front door opened and closed about fifteen minutes later. A grumpy Levi paused in taking off his shoes at the door when he noticed just how perfect everything in the house was. His eyes darted all over, but he couldn't see a single speck of dust. He knelt down and swept his index finger across the floor, but no dirt colored it. Narrowing his eyes, he stood when he heard footsteps coming from the kitchen. In the doorway stood Eren, holding a tray of piping hot tea and small snacks with a pleasant smile on his face. "Welcome home."

"Alright, what did you do?" Levi deadpanned, lips curling into a disappointed frown. "What'd you break? Where'd you transform? Who'd you kill?"

Eren's smile turn into a triumphant grin. "Nothing, nowhere, and nobody! I just thought I'd do something nice for you."

Levi contemplated this. If Eren hadn't royally messed something up, what was he doing? If he wanted something, he usually flashed those impossible-to-resist puppy eyes and pouted until Levi agreed to whatever it was (which happened a lot). But here he was with a tray of delicious tea and an impossibly clean house, asking for nothing. The whole scene definitely intrigued him, and he had to admit that it was kind of hot. His expression softened as he walked over to Eren and stood on his tip-toes while Eren bent down to meet in a sweet, innocent kiss.

"Thank you," Levi said as he pulled away, "this is quite nice."

Eren smiled down at him and set the tray on a nearby table. He then knelt down in front of Levi, their eyes never breaking contact, though Levi's eyes widened at the movement. Eren took Levi's hand in his and held it gently, placing a sweet kiss on it. "Levi," he said as he pulled away, "I love you with all my heart, and I want all of humanity to know it." He pulled a small box out from behind the tea kettle and opened it, revealing a simple, shining, silver ring. His smile widened as he said, "Levi, please, will you marry me?"

The older man didn't know what to say at first. He stood in a stunned silence for a few moments, drinking the scene in, and he quickly realized that it was perfect. A clean house, a kettle of hot tea, and the man he loved by his side forever, that was the ideal life.

But he would never say that. "Oh, so you did want something," he said instead.

Eren burst out laughing. "Yeah, sort of," he agreed, gazing up at Levi with those beautiful eyes and enticing him with that gorgeous smile. "Please, Levi, will you marry me?"

Levi sighed and leaned down, gently pressing his lips to Eren's. "Yes, you spoiled brat," he murmured when he pulled away just enough so he could speak, but he quickly pressed his lips against Eren's again so the younger man couldn't say anything stupid. Somehow, Eren managed to slip the ring onto Levi's finger and then wrap his arms around him, bringing him close to his chest. Instinctively, Levi snuggled up against him and placed his palms on each side of Eren's face so he could wipe the tears of happiness away from his eyes.

"And then we were married a few months later," Eren finished, maneuvering the ring off his finger. He held it up for his son to see, and the little boy squinted at it.

"Daddy, there's something written inside it."

Levi nodded. "It's the same on mine." He pulled his own off and held it next to Eren's so the boy could compare the two.

"Until the stars fall."

"It's the promise we made at our ceremony," Levi continued, slipping the ring back onto his finger. "When Daddy and I were married, we promised we'd love each other until the stars fell."

The little boy giggled. "Silly! That'll never happen!"

Eren smiled as he slipped his own ring back on. "Exactly."

And the three of them sat and watched as their friends fussed over the newly-engaged couple before them. Somehow, they knew it would work between them. At one point, Connie confessed that the reason he invited everyone to a picnic outside the walls was because Sasha loved three things in this world: food, friends, and nature.

Ah yes, they'd definitely live happily ever after, too.

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