Nope do not own SNK too poor hahaahaha /cries/I don't own shit. I don't own anything mentioned.
Izayacchii: I KNEW IT! Wait, your German right? Or am I wrong. (LOL I SEE WHAT YOU DID THERE) Holy shit the milch-schnitte things look yum. *Q* ! I'll let Eren get his share XD! Thank you~

Levi took out a ladle from the eating utensil drawer and lifted the pot which contained the homemade, fresh soup.

Eren smiled, watching his boyfriend stir the soup as Mikasa began to take out bowls for the soup. The tan skinned male slowly began to tiptoe his way to Levi, nearing him slowly. He blinked, realization of how their relationship started hitting his head. He remembered sassing to Levi and constantly reminding himself that he hated him. Well, look at them now. Happy as ever, together. Even already did the do, but it was all because of the gap which was slowly being filled with old memories in Eren's head. Their past brought them together, and Eren had to agree that even when he did hate Levi, he couldn't help but feel that the other male was extremely... appealing: attractive. Shaking his head and resuming his movements, he ambushed Levi from behind as Levi continued to gently stir the liquid. He wrapped his arms around Levi's waist, pressing Levi's back against his chest as Eren slouched over him, placing his head beside Levi's by leaning down next to his ear. He took a small whiff of air as the star froze up, his eyes visibly growing wide.

"Smells delicious," Eren commented, smiling slyly, his eyes half-lidded as he grew entranced by the tantalizing smell, "probably won't be as delicious when I eat you, though." He added on, his smile altering into a smirk, "When do you think I can, hm?" His sea-like eyes, full of mischief, shifted to core-shocked silver ones.

The corner of Levi's lips tilted downwards, "Are you trying to seduce me while I'm trying to cook?"

"I thought you were done," Eren plainly commented, rubbing his cheek on Levi's once, a pout on his face.

Ignoring Eren's whine, Levi continued on, "Because if you are," a glint passed by Levi's eyes, "it's working," he turned the stove off and twisted around, pulling Eren -if possible- closer to him, "but that's not a good thing for you." Levi gave him a false smile, "that just means that you'll be more sore tomorrow."

Surprisingly, Eren's smirk only grew. "I won't let you. It's my turn, after all," He pulled away from Levi, merrily hopping over to Mikasa, who had no noticed their actions and had set the bowls down onto the table. "Mikasa," Eren childishly sang, "bowl please."

Mikasa gave him a look, "Here," she took a cream colored bowl and gave it to Eren, "take it."

"Thanks," Eren smiled before walking back over to Levi who was currently placing the pot onto a stove which wasn't warm. "Wife~" Eren cooed as he neared Levi, hiding a chuckle as Levi visibly shivered, "I want to taste you."

Levi twisted around, a blank look on his face. He took the bowl from Eren's hands and filled it with piping hot soup, filling it up until it was almost full. Here turned around once more and gave it to Eren, "Your welcome," Levi whispered.

"Thanks, Levi," Eren took the bowl and placed it onto the counter beside Levi, confusing the older man slightly, "but that's not what I asked for." Eren frowned, "I said 'I want to taste you', not your cooking..." Levi was flabbergasted, "well, not yet, anyway."

Eren leaned in, his lips barely touching Levi's, "Well? What do you say," his voice was seductive, "kiss?"

Levi didn't even get a chance to answer when Eren pushed his mouth onto his own. Levi noticed then that Eren was slightly familiar when it came to kissing. He was okay, but he still wasn't as good as Levi. Levi had some experiences with girls before, however, they were not as deep asthey were with Eren. Levi had only given closed mouth kisses to a few lucky girls, but none of them were his first.

Eren had taken his first when they were younger.

Eren, being the clumsy child he was, tripped over his own shoe, landing on Levi and accidentally kissing him. Eren and Levi had come to realize this a few moments later when their thoughts had actually registered, but Eren seemed to kiss harder before pulling away.

Levi smiled into the kiss with Eren, remembering Eren's words.

"Thank you for the meal, Levi!"

Levi, caught up in his own world, didn't realize Eren's lips had left his until Eren spoke up.

"Thanks for the meal," Eren paused, taking his bowl of soup and turning around, "Levi."

Thump.

Those words had made Levi's heart beat faster before, and the words still seemed to have effect on him now. Heat rushed to Levi's face, coming out as a light red tint brushing his cheeks. "Levi," Eren's words resounded in his mind. The way it rolled off his tongue... it was so... so... perfect. It drove Levi crazy.

"Hey."

Levi blinked, silver eyes meeting dark grey.

The charcoal haired lady smirked at Levi, her solid, grey eyes boring holes into his own, "You gonna eat or what?"

He blinked once more.

Mikasa.

Mikasa.

Mikasa Ackerman.

She'd grown graciously from a little brat who had nervous issues and the ability to keep distance from people into a lady brat who cared and held the power to pin-point and the strength to carry on from her heavy, heartbreaking past, her parents being murdered from the famous group. 'The Titans', or so the group called themselves. Cannibals was the right word that could describe all of them together.

Levi scoffed, she was still a brat.

Then again, everyone was.

"Obviously," Levi rolled his eyes, backing away from the stove to take his own bowl.

"Mm," Eren grinned, "I know this taste! This is what the younger me was looking for after that storm! Damn, I..." Eren stopped himself, is voice cracking near the end.

Mikasa and Levi twisted their heads to look at him, their gazes full of questions as the watched his eyes well up. Eren pulled himself away from the bowl of soup, placing the metal spoon inside it as tears streamed down his eyes, his face turning red.

"Hey," Mikasa's voice was motherly and soft, "are you alright?"

"Y-Yeah," Eren laughed in a rather relieved way, "yeah," he said once more. He wiped his face using his short sleeves and forearms before grinning as the two, his cheeks lit, his eyes closed, and for a moment, he looked like the happiest man alive.

"It's just," The young Jaeger began, wiping another tear, "I'm just really..." Eren tried to find the words, "I just... realized how much... I'd missed Levi," he admitted shyly, "I mean," he rose his right hand, revealing the silver promise ring on his ring finger, "I promised that we'd be together and that we'd get married... have children..."

"Impossible," Mikasa softly chuckled.

"Shut up, Mikasa," Eren laughed, "I can dream, but yeah, he just... disappeared one day, and now he's here."

"When's the wedding?" Mikasa joked, "Can I be the ring bearer?"

"Bridesmaid," Levi commented, not looking at Eren, "you can be the bridesmaid. Armin's ring bearer."

Eren scrutinized Levi's face, narrowing his blurry eyes. He grinned like a fool when he looked at Levi, "Hey, your blushing and smiling."

"Shut it, brat," Levi shot back, glaring at Eren, failing to hide his smile, "is it wrong for me to express my happiness once in a while?"

"Oh yeah," The Ackerman snorted, "it looks so wrong when you smile; it's not normal."

Levi's smile vanished.

"I was kidding," She rolled her eyes, taking a spoonful of soup into her mouth, "but on the most serious note someone can hit, invite me to your marriage."

"Already planning," Levi turned around to clean his mess up.

Eren grinned, "Are you really?"

"Yeah," Levi let a small smile on his face, his back turned away from the others, "I have a rough sketch on what it'll look like, colors, what day, month and stuff..." He let out a breath of air, "Let's just," he took the cutting board and shoved it into the sink, "get married after my world tour next year."

"Fuck yes!" Eren threw his hands up, his grin wider than ever, "We're planning! Can we have three children? Ooh! Can one be dark skinned with curly hair? So if we get a light skinned child and teach them properly, if someone offends one of them because of their color, one of them could be like 'What was that?' and the other could be like 'You wanna piece of us?' or something."

Levi rose an eyebrow, "What?"

"Are you being racist?" Eren scowled at Levi, "'Cuz if you are..."

"No," Levi chuckled lightly, "I'm fine with a kid like that, I think that'd be nice. We could teach other kids not to be racist too." He took a clean cloth and began to wipe off the side counters, "I thought you wanted two, though."

"Three." Eren nodded, "I'll settle for three or no go."

Levi shrugged, "Three it is."

"Yeah! I love you!" Eren felt happiness jump about in his heart. He took the metal spoon and dipped it into the tasty, slightly thick soup before raising it to his mouth.

"Oh, God," Mikasa groaned, "shut up. You guys make me feel bad that I never had a boyfriend yet!"

"Jaeger house is filled with virgins." Levi commented.

"Levi, what the fuck!"

"Being honest."

'It's alright, Mikasa," Eren gave Mikasa a reassuring look, "you'll find the perfect one soon. Everyone would go for you. Your smart, pretty, sometimes happy, your panties are kind of simple and not attractive but it's okay-!"

"I'm not going to flash anyone for attention," Mikasa hissed vehemently at her own brother.

"I'm kidding!" Eren sighed, "Take a joke."

"What was up with that pink thing with black lace then, huh?" Levi tested her.

"Mom. Birthday. She's weird. I hated it. Never wore it." She took the last bits of her soup, spooning up what was available before holding the bowl up and gulping the rest down.

"Makes sense," Levi smirked, "I never really tagged you for the kind who wear complex things anyway. You and Eren are the same in a way," his voice came out slow.

"Yeah," Eren nodded, "mom told us 'simple is perfect' so..."

"I see," Levi hummed.

ugh its one in the morning nope im sleeping haha crappy cut off its okay i'll update again tomorrow i just had to update though idk yeahp bye /sleeps

btw would you guys like me to make a facebook page.
idk two people already asked me to give them my facebook
I log in that thing every single day
and I stay on
for
ever

yeah i still have to figure out tumblr woo