The Ereri Project!

Plastic

Two year old Petra is eating her oatmeal when Eren realizes how late Levi is going to be when he's still upstairs getting ready for work. He's just turned to make his own breakfast when Petra calls, "Papa?"

When he turns to look at her, she points to the doorway of the kitchen. Eren's eyes go wide. "Oh my god, Levi," he says, walking over.

Levi, to his credit, was at least able to stand, but otherwise it was clear how sick he was; glassy eyes and paler than usual skin, not to mention the heavier than usual breathing and his red nose from trying to keep it clean. "I'm fine," he mutters in a very nasal tone.

"No you're not," Eren replies, pushing him toward the couch.

"Eren, I have work!" Levi insists, trying to get back up.

Eren ignores Levi, feeling his forehead. "You're burning," he says. "I'll go find the thermometer. If I come back and you're not on that couch, you're grounded."

Levi furrows his eyebrows and pouts as Eren walks away. "What do you mean grounded? I'm a grown man, I can go where I want."

Eren comes back five minutes later with the thermometer. "But you're still on the couch, aren't you?" he replies with a smirk.

Levi frowns as he puts the thermometer in his mouth. Eren makes a face when he checks it. "One hundred one point six."

"I'm fine Eren, let me go to work."

Eren shakes his head. "Nope, I'm calling you in sick, get back to bed."

"But-"

"No but's mister, now go."

Levi grumbles as he gets up and goes back to bed. Eren goes back to the kitchen to put Petra's bowl in the sink and get her down before going to check on Levi. "Aw," Eren says with a small smile.

Levi is only half-undressed. His body is tired from being sick so he can't move as efficiently as usual, thus, his shirt is completely unbuttoned and off one arm, but his tie is only partly undone and he still has his slacks on.

When he looks up at Eren, his expression is so pitiful Eren has to go over and help. "I hate being sick," Levi mumbles.

"I know, baby," Eren replies, removing his tie first.

"Make it go away."

Eren pushes off his shirt next. "I wish I could."

Eren pulls off Levi's pants before throwing a set of pajamas on the bed for Levi to change into. Levi pulls on the pants before handing the matching shirt back to Eren. "Can I have a t-shirt instead?"

Eren gets the t-shirt before tucking Levi in. "What do you want me to get for you?"

"A new head."

Eren chuckles. "I meant what kind of food or medicine."

Levi shrugs and settles into the blankets. "Another blanket would be nice?"

"Yes sir," Eren says and comes back with Motrin and a blanket. "The pills are just for your fever. I can go buy a decongestant if you want one," he tells Levi, spreading out the blanket.

Levi shakes his head, taking the pills dry. "This is fine."

Eren spends the rest of the day running between taking care of Levi and Petra; making soup, making chicken nuggets, going to buy medicine, going back out to buy more diapers, helping Levi change his clothes when he starts sweating too much, changing about a hundred diapers because Petra's teething so she has diarrhea, and all the while keeping Petra away from Levi and making sure he's washing his hands constantly so she doesn't get sick too.

It's been a very long day.

When Petra finally goes to bed, Eren goes on a hunt for lotion since his hands are so dry from all the extra washing. "Eren?" Levi calls while he's still searching the bathroom.

He sighs and walks back to the bedroom. "Yes?"

"Can you bring me plastic wrap?"

Eren makes a face. "Why would need plastic wrap?"

"It's a secret."

Eren wants to argue but he's too tired so he gets it without complaint. When he comes back, Levi sits up and pulls Eren over so he's sitting down.

Eren hands over the rolls of plastic wrap. "What do you even need this for?"

Levi doesn't reply as he tears a piece off, just smiles.

Eren cocks an eyebrow and Levi holds it in both hands over his face. He doesn't even have time to say anything before Levi covers the lower half of his face with the plastic and kisses him.

"Thank you for everything today, Eren," Levi says, putting the plastic down.

Eren's cheeks are pink as he smiles. "You're welcome," he replies. "Did you get that idea from The Boy in the Plastic Bubble?"

Levi nods. "I had a dream about it earlier today."

Eren smiles and runs a hand through Levi's hair before getting up. "Now go back to sleep, I'll see you in the morning."

"Yes, sir," Levi nods and lays back down.