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~Aria

-Ghousties

Levi awoke suddenly and peered around. The room was still dark, but it was mostly because of the thicker curtains that had been put up, much to Eren's pleasure. It was still disorienting for the older male. He chanced a look over at the younger, pleased to find him sleeping soundly.

He rose stiffly from the bed, pulling the curtains back a tad to look out the window. The first light of dawn was on the horizon - it seemed his internal clock was unaffected by the change in lighting.

Per his usual routine, he showered and then dressed himself in a fresh uniform and clicked his belts into place. Before he left, he made sure to plant a soft kiss on his brat's lips, knowing he would be in trouble if he did not. How strange that such a trivial thing had become habitual.

His hand lingered for a moment on the brunette's growing stomach, the corners of his mouth twitching upwards as he was met with the fluttery movements from his child.

Upon exiting the room, he was immediately approached by the one and only Hanji Zoë. He glowered at her, "What the hell did you do to make him sleep yesterday?"

She looked surprised and then embarrassed, "W-Well since I didn't have an actual remedy ready yet, I decided to see if pinching the nerve would work." Hanji chuckled nervously, "And suprise! It worked…. You're welcome?"

Levi continued towards the kitchen silently, still very much pissed off at his comrade. "Why are you still following me?"

The brunette was practically skipping beside him, "Well to let you know that I might be on the verge of making a remedy that will help my little titan out without putting the baby at risk!"

"Then make why are you following me rather than working on it?" He muttered.

"Well I've been up all night," she commented lightly, "and I need something to wake me up so I can continue working!"

The short Corporal then elected to ignore the unnaturally boisterous woman as he got his tea and retreated to his office.

Eren strode into the office in mere seconds with a pout on his lips, "You didn't kiss me before you left."

Levi paused and looked up at him, "Yes I did, you were just too asleep to notice."

The brunette continued to pout, "Then you should've woken me up so I knew. I like those kisses."

"Fine.. I will next time," he conceded easily, secretly afraid of what fate he might suffer should he not. The Corporal moved to continue working but noticed that the younger had yet to move from his position.

"Eren?"

He shuffled a bit, "...Can I have another one..?"

Levi could only smirk in response, "That needy, huh?"

Red dusted the shifter's cheeks, "N-No I just want a good morning kiss from you is that so much to- oh!" He had stopped and placed his hands on his belly.

A twinge of fear worked down the raven's back. He was quick to get up and go to his lover, "Eren? What's wrong?" His gray eyes looked him over with scrutiny, trying to figure out what had occurred. He prodded again, "Eren w-"

Eren hummed happily while shaking his head.

He was going to respond when he noticed the pleased smile that was blooming on his brat's face. Eren carefully guided one of his hands to rest against his stomach, looking at him with affection swimming in his cerulean depths.

Levi again went to speak but fell short when he felt a flutter beneath his fingertips. He couldn't stop a light smirk, "Kicking again? I suppose that's just as good an indicator as any that our brat will be strong."

"The baby is almost always kicking," his spouse remarked, "really does a number on my bladder."

"Is that where you're always running off to?"

The titan shifter flushed with embarrassment, "..Not my fault."

Eren flopped back onto his bed in utter exhaustion. Seriously, this lack of energy was getting obnoxious. He would get up, eat breakfast, mess around and annoy Levi in his office, maybe clean a few windows, and be ready for bed-often before lunch time even came around.

The green-eyed teen shimmied up underneath his warm covers, curling into a comfortable little ball with the blankets under his chin. He frowned, realizing he had forgotten to tell Levi that he was going up to take a cat nap. He sighed. It was around his normal napping time anyway, not like it mattered that much; Captain would figure it out no problem.

He wiggled sleepily in his bed. There was an unusual sound that came from somewhere in the room. Eren's tired mind almost shrugged it off when it came again. He let out a small groan and lifted his head, peering blearily into the darkened room. Mentally, he thanked his raven haired lover again for having gotten thicker curtains so he could sleep at any time of the day.

The noise came once again and prompted more of his attention. "..Mmm Levi..?" The sound of footsteps cut off suddenly and he knew it wasn't his Corporal. He huffed and sat up slowly, focusing his gaze into the corner of the room. He could just barely make out a figure crouched by the bedroom door.

"Who's there?" he questioned, figuring it to be one of his friends playing a trick.

The figure stood quietly and crept closer to the bed, "You needn't know, Eren Jaeger."

A chill went down his spine as he backed away slowly across the bed. "Too bad I wasn't asking, tell me who you are or I'll call for my superiors." Fear was beginning to well in the pit of his stomach, not so much for himself but the baby he carried.

"Again I say that you needn't know," the man stated levelly, "you need only know that my intent is to kill you and your abomination." He drew a sword and pointed it at him, "That is all."

Eren stood from the bed on the opposite side, trying to keep distance between them, "Guess you'll have to come get me first," he goaded a bit. Levi had gotten into a habit of checking on him every hour and Eren knew it wouldn't be long until the next check in.

He let out a yelp of pain when a burning sensation originated from his cheek. He immediately stuck a hand to the bleeding wound, glaring at the other harshly. The man was quick, he would give him that. "You'll regret that," he growled.

Pregnant or not, his reflexes from his training remained. Eren threw a candle holder at the man, nailing him in the head. He used the momentary distraction to get himself closer to the door.

What he wasn't expecting was for the man to throw it right back at him. He cried out as it hit the back of his head, near the nape of his neck. It stunned him just long enough for his legs to give out. He thrust his arms out in front of him so as not to land on his stomach. A low groan escaped him.

The man strode forward and yanked the brunette back by his hair, smiling at the sounds of pain. "Don't worry, Jaeger, soon you won't feel anything."

Eren grit his teeth and desperately tried to think of something else to do. He needed more time. He glowered up at the other as he appeared in front of him.

"I hate that look on your face." He swiftly swung a fist at the boy's face, his other hand having taken up residence yanking on his scalp.

Both of the shifter's hands went to his stomach protectively. He did his best to ignore the growing headache from his scalp being pulled and the hard hits to his face. He was more concerned about an unexpected kick to his abdomen.

The hits stopped momentarily and the hand left his hair.

Eren sucked in a breath and coughed out the blood that had gathered in his mouth. He glanced up at the military man before him and caught sight of the patch on his jacket. "Y-You're from the Military Police," he realized in rising distress.

"So I am," the man confirmed, "and I've been given the mission of eliminating your useless hide and that of your monster's. Soon you will be dead, Jaeger!"

"My name is Eren ACKERMAN," he spat, hand finding the brass candle holder once more. If his memory served him well, there was a sharp tip where one was supposed to mount the candle. Eren growled and swung it forward and connected with the man's boot.

The resounding shout of pain made him smirk-seems he was right.

It took the man only a moment to collect himself. He glared in a harsh way that was reminiscent of Levi and then kicked Eren in the face.

It was enough to knock the younger out for a few seconds. He lay on the ground in a daze, one of his hands instinctively covering his baby bump.

His hand was ripped away and slammed flat on the floor. He saw the man's sword come down and realized his intent. Although it took the pain awhile to settle in - his hand had been stabbed into the floor.

A scream rippled through him as he put his other hand to his stomach.

"Face it Jaeger," the man sneered as he ripped away the other hand, "nothing is going to stop me from killing this thing."

Eren's green eyes were daggers as they glared up at his attacker. A boot stepped on his other wrist and he realized that he was completely open for an attack. The blood drained from his face.

"N-No you can't..!"

A wicked chuckle left the man as he raised a second blade over the protruding stomach of his victim.

"N-NO PLEASE! DON'T DO THIS!"

Fear had petrified him. The sight of the blade hovering dangerously over his child had his heart racing in his chest. Tears streamed down his face as his breathing reached hyperventilation levels. "N-No…" He choked desperately, "No! NO! LEVI HELP ME!"

"No one can help you now, monster."

Eren sobbed brokenly as he began to accept his fate. But then suddenly the weight on his wrist was gone. He blinked away some of his tears and sat up quickly. Adrenaline pumped through him as he yanked the sword out of his hand.

The sounds of a fight scared him away to hide behind the bed, the fear of losing his child still very fresh in his mind. He curled up on himself, creating a human shield for his stomach.

Some of his energy faded and left him feeling weak and emotional. He weeped to himself, hoping that whoever had come was on his side.

His injured hand ached and was still bleeding but he couldn't find it in himself to uncurl from his position. He was afraid. The only thoughts that occupied his mind were of the many things he could do to protect his baby.

A hand was suddenly placed on his shoulder and he shrieked.

"NO! GO AWAY! PLEASE!"

"Eren."

The firm tone gave him pause. He knew that voice. He turned a bit to look, relief settling into his bones at the sight of his lover. "L-Levi!"

The raven caught him readily as he fell into his chest. His gray eyes were narrowed dangerously. He was thankful that for the moment, Eren had missed the blood on his uniform. "Breathe Eren," he murmured, "and calm down, the stress isn't good for the baby."

"Levi?! What the hell happened?"

He turned his head to behold Hanji and Moblit standing in the doorway, wearing matching looks of shock.

"That shitfuck attacked Eren," he spat, "get someone to get his body out of here and clean up the mess he left behind."

"Y-You killed him?" Moblit's eyes had gone wide.

"Fucker didn't stand a chance," he muttered.

Hanji approached warily, "Is Eren okay?"

Levi's gaze then shifted to his sobbing mess of a lover. "I don't know," he admitted, "he won't calm down enough for me to check. He's got to have some kind of injury."

In a soft voice, the woman addressed the distraught brunette. "Eren, we need to check you for injuries, is that okay?"

The teen only nodded semi-coherently.

Levi relinquished his hold a bit so that he and Hanji could get a better look at his brat. The evident damage made him want to kick the corpse laying on the other side of the room.

"I'll get some wrappings," Hanji said quickly.

He ignored her when his eyes took in Eren's left hand. The short Corporal reached for it carefully, pulling it away from his lover's chest to look at it more fully.

A strike of confusion hit him when he realized none of it seemed to be healing.

The brunette researcher reappeared at his side with various salves and bandages in her arms. "Damn that's a bad one… Did that bastard stab his hand or something?"

"Looks that way," Levi grit out. He spared his companion a glance, "Why isn't he healing?"

"I think his healing abilities have been taken up protecting the baby," she replied as she worked on wrapping the hand, "that or they have been halted due to the imbalance in his system."

He took a cloth and wiped the blood around the brunette's mouth, being gentle given the bruising he had. His eyes narrowed when Eren shied away from his touch. "I'm not going to hurt you, brat," he whispered.

The younger didn't reply but he did lean back into Levi's chest, hiding away from the world.

"Did he hit your stomach at all?" Hanji asked when she had finished his hand.

He shook his head wordlessly but did work a hand around his growing belly subconsciously. "N-No… He just threatened to…. I thought we were going to die…." Suddenly he was crying again, huddling further into the familiar warmth that was his lover.

The thought that something more could have happened had he not arrived in time taunted Levi. He wrapped his arms around the other's shaking frame, "I'm.. sorry Eren. This never should've happened."

"How the hell did he even get in?"

"I don't fucking know - but he's dead so he can't do shit now," Levi growled protectively.

Eren continued to tremble in the older man's hold. "Let's go to a different room tonight…I c-can't be in here after-"

"I know, you don't have to say anymore."

He nodded shakily and buried his head in his lover's chest.

"Take my room for the night," Hanji suggested. "It's close by and freshly cleaned. I'll get things cleaned up in here and use this room tonight. Then we can trade back tomorrow."

The short Corporal didn't wait to hear more, instead he hefted his love into his arms and started towards the door. He suddenly remembered the beating the other had received and cursed, "I'm not hurting you, am I?"

"N-No," the younger replied quietly.

It was concerning to see his normally hard headed and confident brat turned into this alternate persona. Shyness was normal, Eren was young and embarrassed about certain things... But frightened and nervous definitely didn't fit his character.

Levi set him down on the bed gently and lifted his chin to stare directly into his eyes, "He can't hurt you anymore."

Tears filled his gaze, "B-But there might be others…"

"And I'll just take care of them too," he replied confidently, "no one is getting to you on my watch."

Eren leapt to his feet, "Don't you see?! Someone already did! You can't say things like that! Especially when they aren't true…" He sagged and fell back onto the bed, "I'm nothing but t-trouble for you.."

Gray orbs rolled, "Tch, what the hell are you saying brat? You may be a shitty cleaner, a heap of trouble, and an emotional trainwreck..."

The teen covered his face in shame.

Levi grasped for his hands, "But...you're mine. You're annoying and incredibly stupid at times-biggest dumbass ever really-but I guess I can put up with all that. And I'll never let anyone take you from me."

Eren gave a shaky and wet laugh as he huddled into the other man's chest again.

"Because if you've learned anything about me in our time together, it's that I'm possessive as fuck," he continued, "so if some bitch threatens that which is mine, I'm quick to deal with them."

"Guess I'm a possession now, huh?"

"No, just my shitty partner who went behind my back and got himself knocked up."

He blushed, "Well… when you put it like that…"

"How else am I supposed to put it?"

The brunette was quiet a moment before shaking his head, "You know what? Never mind… And thanks for cheering me up, Levi."

"What the fuck are you talking about, brat?"

"Hmm nothing I suppose. Love you too, though."

"Tch."

After note:

Mwwahahaha sorry about that guys, it just didn't make sense in our heads for there to not be at least SOME drama...so there you go! We have an arsenal of fluff planned for these next few weeks though so don't get discouraged! Review and tell us what you thought, otherwise see ya next week :)