Eruri stories(Erwin x Levi)

Oneshot's 10

A:N why not make dad levi and erwin

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"Levi, he'll be fine," Erwin assured, resting his hand on Levi's shoulder.

"I know he'll be fine."

It was the first day of preschool, and both of them were rightfully nervous. They'd already had to fight tooth and nail with the school to allow Eren into the school in the first place. The fact that his parents were two men already made the school nervous about accepting the child. His small problem with getting into fights with other children from his previous two daycares made them even more reluctant but, through a lot of meetings with administration, teachers and more than a couple prayers, Eren had been accepted.

"Daddy! Papa! I think 'm ready!" their child called from the top of the stairs.

Both men heard the loud thud as he jumped from the top step to the next step down, and Levi's eye twitched, already rushing over to the staircase.

"Eren Michael Smith, if you jump down another one of those steps, I swear I'll--!"

"Sorry, Papa!" Eren shouted, carefully climbing down the next six or seven.

The four year old was so much of a mess, it was laughable. Dinosaur shirt inside out and backwards, hair sticking up at science fiction angles, the velcro undone on his shoes, and his backpack hung wide open, dropping pencils and crayons here and there. Erwin chuckled, having to cover his mouth with a hand to hide the grin on his face. The glare he received for doing so from Levi was astonishingly venomous.

"Well, you did let him get himself ready," he remarked cheekily, knowing that he was walking on eggshells and not particularly caring.

Levi rolled his eyes, forcing his own smile back as he worked on fixing Eren up. It was couple minutes, with a lot of squirming and struggling on Eren's part, and a lot of fussing and orders to sit still on Levi's part, before Eren was presentable. Erwin, in the meanwhile, had been preparing breakfast, setting out the plates piled with bacon, scrambled eggs and toast. This had caused some slight complications while Levi had been turning Eren's shirt right side out, as Eren had almost taken off to eat, and had to be grabbed by the back of his pants and dragged back in front of his Papa.

Once everything was in place, Levi took Eren's backpack with one arm, and ushered the child to his spot at the table with the other. Eren didn't need to be told twice, almost tripping over his own two feet as he tried to run on the slick hardwood. When he reached the chair, he was upset to discover that he couldn't climb onto it on his own. After futilely attempting to climb and jump up multiple times, he looked at Levi pleadingly.

"Up!"

Levi raised an eyebrow.

"Manners, Eren."

It took the child a moment, and he furrowed his brows, lower lip jutting out into a pout. Once he remembered what he had to do, his eyes lit up, a huge smile spreading across his mouth.

"Up, please?"

Levi couldn't help his own smile from appearing. Eren's smiles were always infectious.

"Good job," he said, grabbing Eren under the armpits and setting him into the booster seat, pushing the chair in. Eren quickly grabbed his plastic utensils, digging into his food.

Their breakfast was relatively quiet and mess free, with the exception of Eren's eggs constantly falling off of his fork. Levi silently thanked whatever gods existed for the invention of the spill-free sippy cups they had bought for Eren, as he had a habit of knocking his over and sometimes banging it on the table. When everyone finished, Levi went about cleaning off the table and taking the dishes to the dishwasher while Erwin focused on quickly wiping up Eren's face and hands.