A/N: Due to exams, I didn't get to write anything for father's day and seeing as I just remembered that I hadn't written anything, I thought I'd write it now... two weeks late. So here is the cheesiest thing you'll ever read because my brain has died and I can't think of anything funny anymore.

Special

"Mummy, can I give it to him now?" Noah lightly whispered.

"Shh, shh shh, let's wake him up first," also whispered back his mother.

They weren't very good at 'd be terrible at espionage, and even if they were good at it, their target had a very keen sense of hearing so would have heard them from a mile away. It was no surprise, really that he woke instantly at the sound of them opening the door.

"I'm already awake you morons," grumbled the sleeping lump of a man, snuggly wrapped in crinkled sheets.

Noah giggled at his father's antics, which always seemed to make him smile. His dad was just so cool, the way he cared so little about everything, the way he was grumpy all the time and how he'd add an insult to each of his sentences to make it that much more threatening (or funny, as Noah saw it).

Levi grudgingly opened one of his eyes to peek up at his wife, child on her hip, both towering over his bed, shit-eating grins plastered on their faces.

"What do you want?" he deadpanned.

"Tsk, Levi! Must you be so cruel to us?" his wife replied, feigning indignation.

"We came with glad tidings, bearing gifts and love for you! I don't know if I should give them to you anymore, what with that attitude of yours."

Levi rolled his eyes and tried to sit up but was stooped when a child was put onto his chest, cutting off all his air supply and movements.

"HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!" she beamed, setting down a wrapped gift on his bedside table.

Noah smiled, holding out a sheet of card, thrusting it into his dad's face as the man adjusted his position to cradle the boy more comfortably.

"Tch! Why? What is the need for this?" he sighed. Levi never understood the need for such useless holidays, having never been accustomed to such traditions. Who cared about such frivolous dates anyways?

Apparently, his family did.

"Oh Levi, will you just let us be nice to you for one day? Is it too much to ask for you to do absolutely nothing while we shower you with love?" his wife mocked.

"Me and Mummy made you a card!" grinned the child in his lap.

Reluctantly taking said card and muttering a small, "thank you", Levi caved in to their kindness. It was a bit unusual, the idea of being pampered and fussed over, but maybe it won't be as weird as he'd imagined it to be.

The handmade card was pretty decent, it was green (his favourite colour), everything was spelt properly (no doubt thanks to his wife) and it had a…interesting drawing of him on the front… Let's not dwell on the picture, or the ratio of his forehead compared to the rest of his face – everybody knows his forehead isn't that big! None the less, Levi was grateful for the cute gesture, thanked the kid and tousled his hair.

"Alright, Levi, you get ready while Noah and I go make breakfast," stated the brunette, getting up from her kneeling position by the bed and walking over to the door.

"Come on, honey, let's go." And off scampered the little boy.

It had been almost half an hour and Levi had just exited the shower, towel drying his hair as he walked into his bedroom only to find Noah sitting on the edge of the bed, swinging his legs. His legs were far too short to reach the floor which only gave him more room to kick the air.

"What are you doing?" he asked, thin brow arched up.

"I came to get you," he replies, legs never seeming to stop moving.

Levi fought the urge to say something regarding the fact that he was a grown man, capable of going downstairs by himself, but he figured he shouldn't, seeing as Noah was only trying to be nice. It would only be right to return the kindness.

"Give me a minute to get ready then."

Noah shut his eyes and put his hands over them as he shouted an "OK", earning him a light chuckle from the towel clad alpha male.

Once Levi was dressed, Noah took his father's finger in his hand and led him to the kitchen, beaming with joy as he listed the day's activities.

"….then we're gonna go to the park, then we're gonna have lunch with Uncle Eren and Aunt Mikasa, then we're gonna watch a movie – "

"Alright Noah, that's enough, you have to breathe at some point," jested his mother, who had heard his chatter coming from the top of the stairs.

"Oh and we're having waffles for breakfast!" Noah excitedly breathed out, almost forgetting to mention the deliciousness that was the start of their day.

"I helped cut up the fruit." Noah was smugly proud of that fact and it was evident to see in his face when Levi looked down, still not getting an inch to speak a word.

Levi eyed the corner of the counter where Noah had 'helped' cut the fruit. There was a plastic knife coated with pieces of bananas, giant lumps of strawberries rolling around in their juices and remnants of some type of fruit dripping purple fluids, although it was difficult to tell cos it looked like something ran over it, but assume it was fruit. He battled the need to clean it up, just looking at that wreck brought shivers down his spine. Do absolutely nothing, she said and do absolutely nothing he shall, though with great difficulty.

Noticing his discomfort, his wife quickly stood in front of the mess, shielding as much of it as possible, "you don't need to see that," she laughed off and handed him his cup of coffee before stacking up waffles onto everyone's plates.

Levi would admit it; breakfast was great, the sugary goodness of his meal and the caffeine in his system made his body utterly submissive to their demands that he relaxes.

The rest of the day fared well. True to his word, every event on Noah's list was accomplished. The trip to the park was surprisingly quiet with most families occupied in other activities to pollute the serenity of the grounds. The only exception was Erwin and his children who had also come to enjoy the beautiful June weather. But that was fine; the children played together, while the men (mainly Erwin) caught up on all the missed sarcastic comments from the previous weeks.

After lunch with the Eren and Mikasa, they came home to watch Finding Nemo, because what better movie is there about a father-son relationship than one about a clown fish swimming to the ends of the sea to reunite with his child? As touching as it is, it does nothing to Levi's heart strings but it does tire out Noah, who was already pretty exhausted after his trip to the park and then his afternoon spent with his goofy uncle, Eren. Two thirds into the movie and the child was sound asleep on Levi's lap, head supported by his father's arms as the three of them sat, relishing the film.

Levi was very relaxed and very happy, although his face would say otherwise.

A quiet whisper from his wife broke him out of his thoughtless daze, "I'll get you some tea, shall I?"

Yeah… it had been a good day. He could get used to this. This was a daily thing, right?

a massive THANK YOU to everyone who reads, reviews, favourites and follows. I would never get any work done without you guys so thank you for motivating me.