Pairing: Eren/Mikasa

Setting: Post Series in a world where they live on a happy little farm somewhere. Let me dream.

Words:1754

Rating: K

Notes: Its fluff week, so expect the fluffiest fluff you can imagine because my time has come. This one I've been wanting to write for a while because I just feel like Eren would be the very doting expectant father so I saw this prompt and had to write it ;-;

May 4th – Kiss on the Stomach

Mikasa rolled on her side for what seemed like the fiftieth time this night. Nope. Still wasn't comfortable, just like the last time she tried it. With a huff she closed her eyes, hoping sleep would just come already but her back ached, her feet throbbed, her arms were asleep from all the funny angles she was putting them in.

Her eyes opened again, looking out into the dark room; the moon was shining through the small window telling her that it was still late in the night and if getting comfortable wasn't hard enough, she wasn't the only one wide awake in the house. She placed a hand on her swollen stomach where she could feel every twist and kick the little one decided to make. Repetitively.

Mikasa rubbed her hand over her stomach. "You aren't helping, you know," she said softly, still tenderly despite her exhaustion. All she got was a kick in response. "You're your father's child alright." Mikasa rolled her eyes but there was a smile on her face; it was hard to be angry when she'd never been happier.

She stretched her hands over her head, a yawn pulling at her mouth. She might as well just get up now and get some work done, no use wasting good hours of the day. Mikasa was about to swing her legs over the side of bed and push herself up when she felt a warm presence behind her. Arms wrapped around her chest and a nose nuzzled into the back of her head as Eren pulled her into him.

"If you think," he voice was clear, no hint of previously being asleep. "You're gonna get out of bed at this hour, I'll tie you to the bed myself."

"Says you," she said, but made no effort to move away from his warm body against hers. "You can fall asleep just fine."

Mikasa could feel him laughing lightly against her neck. "Our bed isn't that big, I feel it every time you move. Trust me, I wasn't asleep."

She carefully rolled over on her back to look at him, Eren's arms shifting with her while he propped his head up with one of his arms.

"What seems to be the matter tonight?"

"I just can't get comfortable," she shrugged.

"I could tell."

Mikasa wanted to shoot him a glare, and push him off the bed for that matter, but one look at that boyish grin on his lips and her face softened. After all those years of never seeing that smile, seeing it now melted her heart. He could get her to do anything with that smile of his, not that she ever intended on letting him know that.

His hand moved onto her stomach and gently rubbed his fingers against her, sending warm sensations through her body. The steady rhythm of his motions, the way his fingers drew circles against the thin material of her nightgown were already putting her at ease.

"So, have you thought of any names?" Eren was trying to hold back a yawn as he spoke. It was pretty clear he was just thinking of something to distract her, and that alone was sweet enough.

"I was thinking about one." Mikasa bit her lip as she looked down to her stomach.

"And…" Eren lifted his hand gesturing for her to continue before gently placing it back down on her.

She hesitated. It's not like she didn't want to tell her husband what she wanted to name their first child, but this one was different; she wasn't sure if Eren would like it.

"Well, I just thought if it was a girl…"

"Yes?" He tapped on her stomach a couple times, which only got him a kick where his fingers where. He chuckled, giving that spot a rub. "See, I'm not the only one who wants to know so out with it, Mikasa."

She rolled her eyes at him, but he was still staring at her; he wasn't giving up, not that Eren ever did. "If it's a girl I thought we could name her Carla." She paused, looking over at him. "After your mom. It just seemed right."

He didn't say anything for a moment, his face softening as he looked at her. He leaned in to press his lips against hers before moving back to his spot close to her. "I think she'd like that. I think she'd like this in general. She was always keeping us together, for good reasons of course," he said, giving Mikasa's stomach a tap. Though this time the kick was so hard she gasped at the sudden pain.

Oh yeah, its father's child is right. Eren was watching her carefully, his eyebrows scrunched together but she waved him off. It wasn't anything she hadn't felt before but Eren seemed to have decided to go back to his soothing rubbing motions instead.

"I think she would've too," Mikasa said, continuing with their conversation, her body relaxing once more. "She would have been a good grandmother."

Eren gave her a sleepy smile. "What about your parents, do you think they'd be happy?"

"Of course, they would. I married the doctor's son." Mikasa gave him a nudge causing him to laugh lightly but it reminded her of something. She didn't like to think of that day, the last day she saw them, but something jumped out in her mind. "My mom told me I'd have kids one day...and my dad-" Mikasa clasped one of her hands over her mouth as laughter shook her body; the little one took the opportunity to do some summersaults as she laughed.

Eren arched an eyebrow at her. "Has insomnia finally gotten to you?"

"No," she said, trying to regain control of her body and hold back her laughter. "I just remembered asking my dad where babies came from and the utterly horrified look on his face."

"I'm sure he'll be happy to know you figured that one out on your own," he snorted.

"I hope you know you'll be the one with the horrified look on your face one day."

"Oh God, I can do without thinking out that for a long, a very long time."

With a small laugh, Mikasa leaned her head into Eren's chest, his hand still making soothing circles on her stomach. Between his repetitive motions, and his warm body pulled close to hers, she couldn't hold back the yawn that pulled at her lips. All she wanted to do was just go to sleep but judging by the flipping sensations in her stomach, she was the only one who did.

"If it's a boy," Eren said; he must have felt the strong motions under his hand bringing him back to their earlier conversation. "I was thinking Nicholas. I read it in a book last time we visited Armin. It means 'People of Victory' and I thought it was appropriate."

Mikasa looked up at him to see him watching her, one of his hands playing absentmindedly with some of her hair.

"What?" he asked, but she saw his cheeks turning red. This was still new to them, this calm and peaceful life they had to themselves now; they had really been out of the war, out of the military for a few years. It had all happened so fast, them leaving the military and the walls, finding their home, Eren asking her to marry him, Mikasa finding out she was pregnant, their small wedding, and picking out a name for their baby. She never thought she'd ever be so lucky.

"I like it." She couldn't help the smile that covered her face. "It's very fitting." Another yawn pulled at her mouth and she could feel her eyes getting heavy.

"Why don't you try to go back to sleep." Eren propped his head back up with his hand as he looked down at her.

"I can't." Mikasa tapped her stomach. "I may be tired but that one is not."

Eren looked like he was contemplating something, causing Mikasa to open her mouth to ask him what it was but he was already sliding down the bed, both his hands now resting on her stomach. He carefully laid his head down between his hands before they began to move lightly against her sides.

"Eren," she chuckled as she looked down at him, the side of his face pressed up against her belly. "What are you-"

His words cut her off before she could finish. "Hey, buddy." Eren tapped on her stomach and Mikasa felt a kick in response. "I know you just wanna stay up with us, but mama and daddy are very tired tonight."

She reached a hand down to run her fingers through his shaggy brown hair, a smile pulling at her lips.

"So why don't you settle down for a little bit, okay? You'll be able to keep us up all night real soon."

Mikasa felt the distinct outline of a hand press up against the portion of her stomach where Eren's face was. He must have felt it too judging by the small laugh he gave.

"Yeah, I'm excited too but for now, try and go easy on your mama and let her get some sleep." He lifted his head and gently pulled up her nightgown till the skin of her stomach was showing. Eren leaned his head back down and pressed his lips against her bare skin, not only sending goosebumps across her body, but also the sweet sense of peace throughout her as the baby settled down.

"Goodnight, kid," he murmured against her before pulling her dress back down and moving back up to his pillow.

Mikasa rolled onto her side, feeling like that's the way she wanted to try and sleep now. It seemed like a good choice since Eren draped one of his arms over her, his hand placed on her stomach once more causing a smile on her lips. She loved every bit of it, every bit of their simple life. It was all she wanted with him for a very long time but most of all, Eren was happy. He wanted this too, to have a family with her. It was enough to always make her smile.

He pulled her close to him, his head resting near hers. "Goodnight," he breathed against her neck, his hand resuming its steady rhythm before to lull her and the baby to sleep.

It was working.

"Goodnight," she said, before finding sleep for the first time that night.