Daddy!Levi x Mommy! Reader (AU)

Baby Food Aeroplanes and Tickle Fights

Key: (S/N) = Son's Name
(e/c) = Eye colour

Child's appearance: Black hair just like Levi's. Shares your eye colour but with Levi's shape.
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Fixing your hair in the mirror one last time, you finally make your way to the door.

"(S/N)! Levi! I'm going now!" You shout.

A moment later, a toddling little thing comes running into the hallway, followed by a tired looking Levi. Just as the toddler reaches your feet, his tiny legs nearly topple over but are saved from doing so by the short man behind. Levi manages to crouch down holding his son lightly by the stomach while the child giggles in delight.

You lift your son up from Levi's grasp and place him on your hip.

"Mama has to go now. What do you say?"

The child stares at you with his large (e/c) eyes in confusion, turning his head towards his father.

Levi stands up now, wrapping an arm around your waist with your son still on your hip.

"You say: 'Bye-bye Mama!'" Levi says, holding (S/N)'s minature hand and moving it in a waving motion.

"Bye-bye!" The boy mimics, while sporting a toothless grin.

You hand (S/N) back to Levi carefully and give him a quick kiss on the cheek.

"I'll be home by six at the latest. Right then, I better get going before I miss my job interview!" You say, popping your bag on your shoulder.

"Good luck. I love you." Levi leans in, whispering into your ear, in which your son seizes the chance to tug at your earring whilst giggling.

"Mama! What's this?"

"Oh, sweetheart, not mommy's earring!" You chuckle nervously. Giving Levi and (S/N) one last kiss each, you finally leave your apartment.

Levi stands at the door, waving you off whilst (S/N) tugs at his father's hair.

"I love you both!" He hears you shout.

-Time Skip-

For a child of only 2 years of age, (S/N) was quite the michevious little tot.

"Okay, now open wide. Here comes the Aeroplane, zoom!" Levi says as enthusiastically as possible.

To Levi's dismay, the boy effortlessly takes the spoon out of his father's hand and whacks him on the head with it, causing the slimy, gooey food to dribble down his face. Upon seeing this, the little boy was in hysterics. Levi stayed put with a deadpan expression which only made the child laugh more.

Grabbing the plastic spoon from the floor, the raven haired man tried Plan B.

With tremendous courage, Levi took the biggest spoonful of the ghastly food from the pot and put it to his mouth. His nose crinkled in disgust, however he was determined for his plan to work.

"Mmm. Watch Daddy, (S/N). This food is yummy!" He lies. Bracing himself for the awful taste, he pushes the spoon into his own mouth and swallows. With a face similar to what one would look after eating the sourest of all lemons, Levi manages to gesture a thumbs-up to his son before rushing to the sink and spitting the remains out.

"Bleugh. Disgusting." He mutters, wiping his mouth with a tissue. "I don't blame you for not eating it."

He sits back down in front of his son with his head in his hands. Plan B had failed. Miserably.