PROLOGUE

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as usual, you start your day by waking up early and preparing your breakfast for your adorable family. you smiled as you see your husband's face first thing in the morning. you placed a peck on his soft pinkish lips and thought, "why is this man married to me? why is he inlove with me? why did he want to do it with me? well i dont mind since we have such a beautiful blessing — our lovely daughter." you shrugged it off as you walked towards the kitchen.

you prepared the ingredients and you started cooking your family's favourite — pancakes! you made different shapes like heart ones, the one your daughter loves. after making about seven pancakes, you heared footsteps from upstairs to the staircase. "mama!" the girl wearing pink pyjamas ran to you with her arms wide open. she hugged your right leg and smiled. "goo mowning, mama!" she greeted.

"good morning, sweatheart. you seem so happy today, mind telling mama the reason why?" you kneel down and kissed her cheeks. "cebause i smelled pwancakes! mama, when i woke up, i heard the monsters in my stomach, they were angy. maybe cabause they want pwancakes!" you chuckled and covered your face with your palm because you couldn't take the cuteness of your own child. "mama, what's wrong? w-what's wrong? mama's fwace is red! m-mama's fwace is red..? d-dada! mama's fwace is red!"

she called for her father, who seems to be asleep at the moment. "sweetie, i'm okay! i just cant take your cuteness, it makes me melt. now, mind helping mama get the plates?" you held her tiny hands. "mama's otay? o-otay mama! i'll help wu out! i'll be right back!" she gave you a genuine smile, the smile that even your heart can't contain.

your daughter put the plates in the table and she sat down, excitedly waiting for her pancakes. "good morning, darling." someone hugged you from behind. "good morning," you replied. his warm arms wrapped around your waist feels like home. his face burried in your neck while he places kisses in it. "levi, stop. it tickles!" you started laughing and pushing him away. he pulls you closer to him and the next thing you knew is that his lips touched yours.

"mama and dada kissed!" your eyes widen when you heard your daughter chuckle with a mouthful of pancake. levi smiles as he ruffle your daughter's hair. "sweetheart, since when did you know the word 'kissing' ?" you sat down next to levi. "from dada! cebause dada always tells me that he wants to kiss you so bwad. he says that your lips are beautiful that it makes him want to kiss it."

you laughed as you look at your husband who's face is now red as a tomato. "baby, when did dada tell you that? i don't even remember it." he laughs, trying to change the topic. "you said that to me last night, dada! do you have a memowy of a fish?" your daughter's eyebrows meet, followed by your husband's chuckle. i'm so lucky to have them, you thought.


"y/n! levi!" you heard a familiar voice behind you so you and your husband turned around and you saw a brown haired person running to where you were standing at. "hange!" your eyes widen and your voice became higher when you saw your friend. they jumped in to hug you and you didn't hesitate to hug them back. "goodness, y/n! how i've missed you! i mean- look at you! you're still as beautiful as ever!"

"y-your daughter? hi, angel! you're so pretty! what's your name? i'm hange — auntie hange," they kneel down and they put their hand out to your daughter who is currently hiding behind his father. "g.." hange gave her a confused look. "g what?" they asked, chuckling. "gretel. gretel is my name." she shakes hange's hand. hange smiled and they pat gretel's hair.

"okay, miss gretel, from now on i will be your friend! salute!" they stood up and did a salute thing — the thing levi does and shows to her daughter. "salute!"

"so, how've you guys been? anything interesting happening lately? you know.. did you guys try making another baby?" hange asked, laughing. you and your husband's eyes widen as you look at each other. "we can't try making another one because this little girl keeps on interrupting us," levi laughs as he pat his daughter's back. "oh, wow. i could babysit her if you want. just so you guys can have se—"

"ouch! stop it, jean-boy! we're at the mall! i swear i'll punch you if you don't stop!" a group of guys and girls were walking at the mall — it's your friends! "eren! over here!" you waved your hand. "fuck you, jean. oh hey, y/n!" the brown haired boy ran to where you guys were standing at and your other friends follow him.

"damn, you guys really grew! oh, how i missed the times when you were still in your teenage years!" hange groaned and you all laughed. "look at you! little armin!" hange points at the little blonde haired kid who's holding his father's hand. "i'm auntie hange, and this is gretel, my friend! can we be your friend too?"

the little boy nodded, followed by hange's contagious laugh. the day goes on with you and your friends having fun and talking about some things — especially your past selves. you talked about how you guys met each other and how you met the love of your lives. you thought it was cringey, but you couldn't change the fact that you have a family now and you are beyond thankful for it.

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