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-Aria

-Ghosties

Eren stood staring at his reflection in the long mirror that Levi had in their room. His eyes were wide as he ran his hands over the distinguishable bump that was his belly. "Wow…" he breathed in utter amazement.

It had been a week since he had been placed on light duty. Others in the Corps were beginning to notice his absence from the days of more aggressive training, but no one had asked about it yet.

With the passage of time, however, had come some new changes for the titan shifter. He was getting increasingly emotional over rather trivial things. One such example was when he had skipped breakfast one morning due to a strong headache and Levi had brought him a tray of light food; to say he had gotten emotional over it was an understatement.

Another change had been that he began to pay closer attention to how he bent to pick something up, or how he lifted something, how much he ate and what he ate. All were things he usually just did rather than think about them first.

Eren lowered his shirt, successfully concealing the small bump that was forming. He eyed his reflection again with more scrutiny. It seemed that for the time being his usual shirts concealed everything.

With another quick adjustment, he hurried off to Levi's office to show him his finding. He entered without knocking and smiled brightly, "Levi! You have to see this!"

The raven lifted his head with mild curiosity reflecting in his eyes, "See what?"

He lifted his shirt again and gestured to his slight bump, "I'm showing!"

There was an unusual intrigue in those gray eyes as the Corporal stood and rounded his desk. He wordlessly put his hand on the protruding skin ever so gently.

"It must've been developing and we just didn't notice," Eren declared, blushing a bit at the touch his lover was giving.

"I suppose so."

Levi found himself agreeing more easily with the brunette in fear of either being shouted at and kicked out of the bed or being cried on hysterically. Neither was particularly pleasant.

He yanked the shirt back down and pulled Eren down by his collar, kissing him. "Glad you showed me," he murmured, "did you tell Hanji yet? God knows that woman would be freaking the hell out."

"Nope I thought you should see first, Papa Levi," Eren replied teasingly.

Levi raised a brow, "Papa Levi?"

"Yeah and I'll be Daddy Eren," the other declared matter of factly.

His senior rolled his eyes indignantly, "Whatever you say, brat."

Eren smiled and nuzzled his nose into Levi's cheek. "I'm going to go get some food, wanna come with me?"

Levi's eyes narrowed, "Isn't it past lunchtime?"

"Yeah."

"Didn't you eat lunch?"

His lips formed a pout, "Yeah. But I'm hungry and carrying your child."

The older sighed, "Whatever let's go."

Eren squealed happily and bounced to the door, Levi following hastily.

"And don't start thinking you can play that card with me all the time, brat," he grumbled in a moody tone.

Eren just smiled.

They made their way to the mess hall again and scrounged up something for the carrying man to eat. Eren sat down and began merrily munching on a piece of crusty bread while the Corporal brewed himself a cup of tea. They sat there in peaceful silence awhile before the sound of doors and loud conversation wrenched them from thought.

Various groups of Scouts began to pile in the hall, fresh from training and ready for food. Among them were many members of the 104th squad. Mikasa and Armin caught sight of Eren and immediately made a beeline for his table.

"Remember, low profile," Levi whispered as a reminder, taking an uninterested sip of his tea.

Eren swallowed carefully. Keep this from Mikasa? Was that even possible?

"Hi guys," he called as they approached.

Mikasa sat across from him and looked him up and down, assessing for damage or frailty. When she made eye contact with Levi, she scowled.

"Hello, Eren. Hello, midget," she greeted suspiciously.

Levi scoffed and turned his shoulder to her. Eren rolled his eyes.

"Why weren't you at training, Eren?" Armin asked, blue eyes curious and mild.

The teen began to sweat.

"U-uhhhm..."

Levi elbowed him, "He's been put on light duty by Commander Erwin," he answered for him.

Mikasa's eyes turned dark.

"Why's that, Eren?" she pushed.

"I-I'm, er, uhh..."

He was saved from answering when Jean sauntered up, swagger in his step and fight in his eyes.

"Where were you today, Jaeger? Too busy getting pampered as the Corporal's bitch to train?" Jean challenged.

Levi's eyes flicked up dangerously and Jean flinched a bit.

"Haah, er, but seriously where the hell were you, dumbass?" he rephrased.

"I'm on light duty."

Mikasa leaned forward in her seat, "Eren was just about to tell us why."

"Yeah what the hell?! Why do you fucking get off duty?" Jean bursted.

"Were you injured, Eren? Are you feeling alright?" Armin asked with concern.

Eren looked ready to faint. Was he just supposed to lie to all these people-all his friends? They were going to find out soon anyway, right?

"I-I'm pr-"

A hand shot out and slapped Eren lightly on the arm. The Corporal's glare was fire as he nudged his leg under the table. Eren quickly shut his mouth, half due to shock and half due to not wanting to die.

"His titan training has been wiping him out lately. Erwin put him on light duty so he can keep up his strength for the experiments." Levi responded calmly.

Mikasa scowled, "And why couldn't you let Eren answer for himself?"

"Because he's a brat."

"Hmph. You know he probably wouldn't be so exhausted all the time if you weren't so hard on him."

Eren frowned at her, but kept his mouth shut. He knew if he spoke he'd fuck this up somehow.

"You're right, Mikasa. I shouldn't fuck him so hard each night-I suppose it does take a bit out of him. Though he should be used to it by now," he took a sip of his tea.

You could almost see the steam coming out from Mikasa's ears. Levi smirked into his cup.

"I swear to god, shorty..." Mikasa began to rise from her seat.

And that was when Eren shot to a stand.

"Okay, okay! Let's just calm down here a moment! This is no one's fault, alright? So let's just forget about it and..."

"Aaawww! Come on, Eren, you know that isn't true! I'm pretty sure Levi had a lot to do with it actually!"

Everyone turned to see the new player in the game. The crazed scientist waltzed into the mess and plopped herself down next to the Captain. She smiled wildly at everyone, offering no explanation for her outburst.

"Hanji," Levi hissed.

"What did you do to him?" Mikasa interrogated.

"Eren are you showing yet? I wonder what it will look like!" Hanji bounced on her seat.

Eren's cheeks were flowering red, he hid his face in his hands in embarrassment. It just kept getting worse, and worse...

"Hanji, shut your mouth or I will rip you limb from limb," Levi warned.

Jean stuck his horse face up in Eren's business. The other teen tried to slink away but Jean wouldn't budge.

"What's wrong with your face, Jaeger? Why are you getting all red? You haven't even done anything today so why the hell are you overheating?"

"Eren are you okay?" Armin's voice was barely audible over the others' rambling.

"I swear you stupid midget if you hurt him..." Mikasa continued threatening Levi.

"I wonder what it'll look like? Will it be deformed because it's not growing in a normal environment?" Hanji babbled like an idiot.

Eren couldn't take it anymore. All the bodies up in his personal space, all the opinionated voices fighting for airtime, Jean's shitty breath in his face-it was all too much. His resolve was breaking fast.

"Pull your shirt down, Jaeger, it's riding up! What the hell are you, some kind of heathen? Are you getting fat?!" Jean yelled.

That was it. That was the breaking point. Tears flooded Eren's eyes and a wave of emotion rammed into him like a tsunami.

"I'm not fat, I'm pregnant!" he sobbed.

The table went silent. In fact, it seemed the entire room had gone silent.

Mikasa glared furiously at Levi who had a hand on his forehead - his exasperation at his lover's stupidity visibly showing.

Jean spluttered and then glared, "Don't make excuses! You're just getting fa-AHHH SHIT!"

Eren had taken a page from his lover's book and kicked horse-face in the shin as hard as he could. He slumped into his seat at the table after, hiding his face as he continued crying. He felt ridiculous for being so emotional.

"What the hell did you do to him?" the ravenette growled out dangerously to the short man.

"How did this even happen? It's not possible is it?" Armin squeaked out with wide eyes.

Sasha and Connie leaned over the table eagerly, "Wait, Eren's not really pregnant is he, Corporal Levi?"

Ymir merely raised an incredulous eyebrow while Christa gaped dumbly.

"Isn't this great!" Hanji exclaimed excitedly.

Levi smacked the brunette in the side of the head, thus knocking off her glasses.

The woman screeched and desperately began searching the floor for her fallen spectacles.

Everyone quieted again when the short Corporal rose from his seat and rounded the table. He said nothing as he pulled the crying brunette to his chest.

Eren clutched onto his shirt instinctively, pressing his face into the material in an attempt to hide his face.

"Stop that, brat, you're making me all wet," Levi scolded lightly as he ruffled those unruly locks.

"S-So wait is that suicidal bastard really pregnant?" Jean demanded once he had recovered from Eren's kick.

Hanji giggled, "Yes he is! All thanks to me and my miracle drug!...Well that and the fact that these two go at it like rabbits."

Eren flushed bright red and then promptly fainted. Levi was quick to catch him as he threw the brunette researcher a murderous look.

"Look what you did now, shitty glasses," he muttered.

She huffed in return, "Not entirely my fault, he'll probably be fainting more often - merely due to the changes his body is undergoing right now."

Levi glared at her.

Hanji shrugged, "It happens."

Armin came up beside the woman with caution, "So Eren really is pregnant?"

She beamed, "Sure is! I can't believe he's already showing! This is going to be such an exciting 9 months!"

Mikasa, who had remained silent to that point, spoke then, "Did you know about this?"

The raven stared back at her blankly, "I didn't until a couple of weeks ago. These idiots went behind my back about it."

"Hey! I wasn't even sure it was going to work, so Eren decided not to say anything so as not to raise your hopes up!"

"Which doesn't make him any less of an idiot," Levi hissed as he hefted his unconscious lover into his arms. He offered no explanation as he left the room intent on returning to his quarters.

Eren stirred at some point but quickly stilled, this time falling into the clutches of sleep.

Levi laid the boy down on their bed and pulled up a blanket to his chin. But instead of leaving, he sat down on the edge of the bed and observed the other. One of his hands found the other's cheek, brushing against it gently. The corners of his mouth twitched upwards when Eren nuzzled into the touch.

A quiet knock on the door broke the moment.

With a huff of air, the raven stood and went to the door. He only opened it a bit, scowl in place.

Erwin stood there with a look that could only be described as disgruntled. He crossed his arms over his broad chest and looked to Levi expectantly. "What happened to being subtle about things?"

"Blame shitty glasses, I said nothing," he replied dully.

The tall blonde shook his head in response, "I swear… Hanji will be the death of me one day. She's much too eccentric."

"Just now realizing that?" Levi questioned with a deadpan intonation.

A small smirk appeared on the Commander's face. He seemed to see something behind his underling and stifled a chuckle. "I should leave you to deal with.. that. I owe Hanji a visit anyway."

An elegant brow rose, "With what?" It was then that the sound of retching reached his ears. Levi groaned, "Dammit brat, can you stop getting sick? It's fucking disgusting." He was quick to shut the door and go into the adjoining bathroom, sneering at the acidic smell in the room.

"Not my f-fault your kid keeps upsetting my stomach," came the weak reply.

"My kid? I think you mean our kid, god knows he didn't get those disgusting habits from me."

Eren rolled his eyes as he finished being sick, "It's not like I habitually make myself sick, it just happens. Neither of us can control it and therefore neither of us are at fault." He rubbed at his forehead wearily. "Ughhh my head hurts…"

"You're contradicting yourself now, shithead," Levi scolded.

Those green eyes were confused, "...No? My head really hurts?"

Levi was unsurprised at his reaction. He rolled his eyes dramatically and said, "Nevermind, let's get you back in bed."

He tucked his young lover into the sheets and kissed his brow.

"I need to go do some paperwork I left in my office," Levi said, a hint of disdain reflecting in his usually unchanging voice. "Will you be okay here for now?"

Eren's face twisted, let down by his lover's quick retreat.

"It's fine. Just...come back when you're done?" he ended in a whisper.

Levi smirked, "I always do."

He slipped out the door without another statement. Eren sighed. How could Levi being gone for only five seconds make him feel so alone? He tugged the blanket up closer around him trying to fight the loneliness.

Then there was a knock at the door. That...couldn't be Levi, right? He knit his brows and snuggled further into the bed.

"Umm, who is it?" he asked, confused.

Most people would never come near his room...mostly because it was Corporal Levi's room too.

"Mikasa."

Well that explained it-Mikasa didn't even fear death.

"Come in!" he called.

His adopted sister slipped into the room quietly, looking around the small space.

"Where's shorty?" she asked curiously.

"Paperwork," Eren explained.

He fiddled with the edge of his blanket, awaiting for the question he knew was coming.

"So you really are pregnant?"

"I am..."

"And Levi's the dad?"

Eren blushed, "Well, he'll be one of them yeah..."

He couldn't meet her eye, but the sudden sensation of arms wrapping around him pulled him from his doldrums. Eren hugged her back, a little confused.

"Mikasa?"

"I guess I know he's serious about you now," she mumbled into his shoulder.

Eren pulled back with a laugh, "You didn't think he was serious when he proposed to me?"

"I had to make sure," she said with narrowed eyes.

He laughed again and pushed her lightly. Mikasa gave one of her rare smiles and pushed him back.

"Are you happy?" she asked him.

Eren bit his lip to keep an all out smile from breaking across his face. "Yeah...I am."

"Then that's all that matters."

She stayed and talked to him a while and at some point Armin came in and talked to him too. He began to wonder if Levi had sent them up to him to keep him occupied-not that he minded. By the time that they both left, it was only a few minutes before his lover walked back in.

"Mikasa and Armin were here," he told him.

"That so," Levi mumbled, plopping on the bed next to him.

"Mhmm, you sent them didn't you?"

"Don't know what you're talking about," Levi turned toward him on the bed and pulled him close.

"I think you're lying."

"Shut up we're taking a nap," he hushed.

Eren smiled and snuggled into his superior's strong grasp.

"Whatever you say babe..."

They fell asleep there in each other's arms.

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