Eruri stories(Erwin x Levi)

oneshot's 7

Levi wasn't the fatherly type. He wasn't the type to even think he would have a kid. Much less three rowdy children. Mikasa was quiet and beautiful. Armin was the smartest boy. And Eren? A loud mouthed trouble maker whose spirit often reminded him of his own.
How he even got them was a series of chaotic events. Eren's parents had died. Mikasa's parents had thrown her out. And Armin hadn't remembered how he had gotten on the streets and too young to anyway. But when Levi found them; young, dirty, hungry, and cold - the humanity in him cried. He had to take them in. He told them they could stay for a day. A day turned into a few days, a few days turned into weeks and Levi ended up legally adopting the monsters. He loved them - scarily, more than he thought he ever would. They were a headache but they were his endearing headache.
And that headache just walked into his kitchen. Eren was holding his bloodied nose. Levi scowled as he turned from the pot of food he was stirring. "Didn't I tell you to not get in any more fights?" He demanded.
Mikasa was coming after holding a sobbing Armin. The three looked like they had been fighting with the neighborhood punks again.
"I am not going to let some shit-faced punks pick on my siblings." Eren said as he received a death glare from the older man.
Sometimes kids were a handful. But Eren's teal eyes, Mikasa's pretty rare smile, or Armin cuddling with him at night was a reminder of why it was worth it.
"You're pressing your luck. Not only are you covered in filth and blood but, you're cursing as well?" Levi asked, "Mikasa, go clean Eren up. Armin come here, darling." He couldn't help but admit he had a soft spot for any of his babies crying. He watched the girl take her brother to go clean him up as she often did when Levi didn't do it himself. He scooped the three year old blonde up. He was adorable. Mikasa was twelve- though she behaved as if she was Levi's age. And Eren was nine. Armin was his baby. "Don't cry. Your brother is an idiot but he's safe. Should I go scold those punks?"
Armin's cute blonde head bobbed. "Y-yes." He hiccuped.
He pressed a light kiss to the blonde's face. "Shh," He said as he smiled slightly, "It's okay. I am here. Daddy will keep you three safe."
And he did as he said. He had went to those punk's house and gave them and their shitty parents a string of cursing they would never forget. It was safe to say and assume they wouldn't be bothering his children anymore. They were his precious babies - no one fucked with daddy Levi's kids.

Dating as a father was impossible. A now year older Mikasa was looking at him like he was betraying them, Eren now a shitty ten year old was glaring, and four year old Armin was on the brink of tears.
"Do you want me to die a lonely man?" He demanded, "I am twenty-six and a grown man! I don't need your permission. I am the parent here!"
"I don't like him." Eren said reproachfully, "He's too old."
"He's not even-" Levi began but Miskasa cut him off,
"He's thirty-five. That's old." She said slowly.
Armin sniffled.
He was going to go crazy! He turned from his children in the livingroom of their nice home. Levi worked as a writer, a very famous writer actually. He could afford a nice home and a few extra nice things with his royalties from his writing.
"He's sweet. And he likes me for me." Levi said.
"I doubt that." Eren said, "You're grumpy and mean."
Levi rolled his eyes, "Are you three jealous?" He asked as he turned back around to face his worried children, "Because no matter who comes in my life I will always love you all. You're my kids - hell, you guys have been here to hug me when I am lonely, kiss me when I need someone, and listened to me rant about senseless shit all the time. Most of all, we're family. I love you. No man, no woman--"
Armin had started crying as he waddled over to the man and hugged around his father's legs. "Daddy! If he makes you h-happy!"
Eren gave Armin a look like he was the traitor now. Mikasa slowly came forward too. She looked guilty.
"He's a nice guy, I guess. A little old." She said softly.
So there was just Eren. "Eren?" Levi asked softly, "Are you going to get over your little tantrum?"
"No! You're my daddy! He cannot just have you! Who will kiss me if you're too busy kissing him?" Eren demanded angrily as he stormed off in the direction of his shared room with Armin.
Levi sighed. Jealous, stubborn, and adorable Eren.