Quiet Understandings(Erwin X Levi)

Quiet Understandings

A:N So I love domestic Eruri and I especially love it when kids are thrown into the mix! One thing that I do think about as I read fics on this topic is that I really believe Levi would be a great dad. He might be the "bad cop" parent but I think he just feels everything all the time and is such a loving parent despite being the hammer. I love soft Levi so really this was just an excuse for me to write something centered around him being softer. It was also an excuse for me to make use of tired Levi who puts the top part of his hair into a messy bun.

Anyways, I might end up just making this into a little anthology series to be updated every so often since it's just very cute and light.

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Filth was something that Levi had never been able to handle. He could handle assholes on the metro, loud screaming, snoring, and other things that most would consider to be annoying; however, filth and mess was something he had never been able to handle. Most of that could probably be attributed to growing up in Kenny's dirty house on the lower east side. Levi could remember the grime in the bathroom that made him want to throw up along with the bugs that never seemed to get out of the house. No matter how much he cleaned the place it never got any better. All throughout his life he had heard people say that filth breeds filth, but this statement had a double meaning in his mind. The first being that filth always led to more filth in the literal sense; however, the second meaning was always more personal. Filthy people will always be filthy people.

Now as he sits in front of a messy one year old he starts to wonder if that saying was actually true. The kid in front of him was always making a mess of his kitchen and the living room...there were always stained clothes to wash, dishes to do, and toys to pick up. Levi could feel his eyelid twitch as he sat there with the blond kid staring at him with wet blue eyes and a quivering lip.

"What did we talk about earlier?" He started with a firm voice and a quirked brow. He watched as tears finally pushed over the waterline of the kids eyes and then the sniffles came. Internally Levi cursed because he knew that cussing in front of kids always ended up with them repeating them once they could speak. With a tired sigh he set the plate and fork aside before standing to fiddle with the high chair. With practice ease he slid the tray off and set it on the kitchen table before putting his hands under the blond's armpits and lifting him up.

A few years ago he never could have even thought he'd be holding a messy toddler covered in food close to his chest. Levi looked at the sniffling kid before leaning forward to press a kiss to his temple, "Don't cry." His voice is soft as he nuzzles a bit closer into the soft blond hair as a means to comfort the kid. He was always so sensitive and in constant need of assurance. Slowly he could tell the waterworks were coming to a halt and then the kid is a dead weight in his arms. Levi looks at him only to see that sleep is what caused the tears to stop.

"And this is why we don't fight our naps..." he mumbled with a roll of his eyes before going to set the sleeping child in the playpen kept in the living room. Levi easily deposits him into the playpen before grabbing a blanket to drape over him. Once he's settled Levi stands for a few moments to just look over the kid.

In his later teen years and early twenties during his undergrad, Levi had never wanted kids. After growing up with Kenny and in the slums he felt that he wasn't equipped in the slightest to handle the responsibility. He was too emotionally damaged. How would he ever be a good father? Well that was what Kenny had told him: "You'd end up just like yer daddy, boy. A deadbeat that runs off". At the time Levi had been eighteen and agreed with Kenny considering he didn't have the best reputation and on top of that figured most of the men who had previously been his type weren't interested in kids at all. So for a few more years Kenny had been correct.